We’ve had such a cool, wet spring and summer, our normally abundant wild blackberries have been slow to mature. Signs (scat and one fat footprint) indicate this is drawing the bears a little closer in – to the few meadow-edge, blackberry patches that have begun ripening. Berries are an important pre-hibernation, fatten-up food for the bears.
We have no grizzlies in this area - just (hungry) black bears. They reside on private forest land, which is surrounded by human population – rural changing to suburban. The bears prefer to avoid humans altogether (smart). If you avoid surprising them, the bears just lumber off as soon as they become aware of a human. Even a sow with cub will give humans a wide berth if possible - the key for humans is to avoid getting between the Mom and her cub (the true danger point with black bears); or as with all bears - avoid surprising or engaging them.
So I’ve been singing on some of my walks lately – those that take me near the blackberries – giving the bears a lot of warning. To remind myself to sing, I’ve been wearing my iPod* - not even I like to listen to myself a cappella.
The cats frequently walk with me and are also great early warning systems. On one of our walks today, the cats got a little ahead of me. With their keen sense of smell, they obviously sensed no danger. I suddenly noticed both cats had stopped and were staring back at me - like they thought there was something terribly wrong. They hadn’t reacted to my singing this way in the past. I wondered for a moment if there was a bear behind me. But then I realized – singing away to a favorite playlist, I’d begun to dance – arms flailing, hips swaying, doing a little fancy footwork right there on the trail - truly enjoying myself alone in the woods.
But I wasn’t alone, of course. I’d upset the cats with my unfamiliar movements - or at least fascinated them. A couple of small planes had just flown low overhead, too. I wondered what the pilots thought. I started laughing to myself, hoping everyone enjoyed the show. And as for the bears – maybe I don’t even need to sing – just dance like a human - the gyrations alone may be enough to send critters in retreat.
*I am aware (and Griz pointed out) that in my post on personal Tasers, I said I would not go into a dangerous situation wearing headphones. With reasonable precautions, I do not consider neighboring with black bears particularly dangerous. In many ways, the bears’ presence here indicates just how safe we are.









Thank you making your part of the country come to life, even in the Midwest. You have a great way with your words of allowing me to close my eyes and imagine something so real, yet thousands of miles away. Keep on danc’in.
You might consider giving your man Grizz the login info for this blog in the event you are eaten by a bear. He can do that final post.