Shaky Photo of a Small, But Fearless Black Bear

I was walking up the hill just after sunset last night when I noticed a bear watching me from just beyond the shop (about 60 yards away). The bear had just entered the cleared area from the forest, he was perfectly still and because of the diminishing light, I hardly noticed him in the shadows.YoungBear10 He was staring at me and I stared back, initially asking myself “is that a bear or just low-light shadow play?” Once I focused more carefully, there was no doubt. I walked (swiftly) back down to the house contemplating whether to bother with the camera – light was fading fast.

This forest-to-meadow margin area is where we see most bears. They use the meadow northwest of the shop for forage, and as an easy path to water as uphill streams begin to dry at this time of year. My assumption was: by the time I get to the house and back up to the shop (100 yards one-way), the bear will be moving away.

But no, this young bear (350 pounds?) was lingering in the meadow fairly close to the shop. Apparently he’d found the rodents abundant and there are some small patches of clover in bloom there.

I got a few photos, but none of them turned out well – poor light was a factor, but the emotional state of the photographer played a bigger role. This young bear, who was obviously aware of my presence, was not moving away like I expected. He kept an eye on me, and even moved toward me several times.

It’s just so much easier to be cavalier about the bears when they’re moving in the opposite direction. They seem awfully big when they start taking an interest in you. Knowing they can run 30+ mph doesn’t help the nerves. I have the greatest admiration for the good wildlife photographers.

In the light of day, I worry about this young bear’s future. If he has no innate fear of humans, he’ll find trouble sooner or later in this rural-to-suburban transition area. We made sure our garbage cans were well-sealed last night – and turned on the seldom-used little electric fence which surrounds them – don’t want to be responsible for encouraging bear bad habits.

Smokey In Smokey’s Space

A young black bear was captured this morning about a mile south of us on the median of I-5. bearcaughtI’m sure he was just trying to establish his own territory which he’ll soon find somewhere else – compliments of WSDOT and State Wildlife agents.

Something that didn’t come out in the news story: the patch of woods where the bear was hanging also serves as a blind for radar traps frequently set up by the Washington State Patrol.  This is one of the few wide-open spaces left on I-5 through Western Washington – the speed limit is still 70 mph, which means many people are pressing 80 mph or more on their way through.  It’s the second highest spot in the state for number of speeding citations issued.

Gotta think the troopers were not happy to be sharing space with this particular youngster. Apparently, the bear was comfortable enough around traffic that it was visible to motorists part of the time, creating a risky distraction and slowing people down.  Woops, there goes those tickets.

But the bear’s lucky he wandered onto the interstate median rather than into a local suburban neighborhood which always seems to cause panic.  On the median, the bear was in more danger than any humans, especially with the cars moving so fast.  And the humans most at risk (the State Troopers) were unlikely to panic – they were all packin‘ and hyper-connected to emergency services.

Photo KOMONews.com

Dances with Bears, Part 2: "Call the Sheriff, That Bear’s Illegally Parked."

My good-neighbor policy toward our local black bears is not without detractors. We once called our closest neighbor to tell her of a sow (Mom Bear) with cub toward the back part of our property. Knowing the neighbor sometimes walks with her dogs near the bears’ location, we wanted her to avoid the area until the bear moved on. The neighbor’s first reaction was “Did you call the sheriff?” – something that never even occurred to us. Was the Sheriff supposed to arrest the bear, or just issue a citation? We provided the neighbor with some bear education, but I don’t think she was listening. She was scared.

News stories of “troublesome” black bears surface every couple of weeks in Western Washington. Black bears are, of course, no more troublesome than they ever were. Human/bear interaction has just increased with the last decade’s real-estate development boom. (Thankfully, slowing of late.) Many of the humans involved have no wildlife education. They are urban dwellers come to forest’s edge via the paved cul-de-sac in front of their new home. When real-estate agents are selling great family neighborhoods, they rarely mention that “last year your front yard belonged to a family of black bears” No surprise the bears’ new neighbors come with no rules of human to bear etiquette.

I think developers grabbing up habitat and transforming it into human neighborhoods should be required to provide wildlife educational material with every home sale. To help motivate due vigilance on the educational requirement, they should also have to fund all subsequent “trap and relocate” costs when the inevitable “meeting of mammals” occurs.

Nuisance wildlife (mostly bears, and an occasional cougar) are the responsibility of Washington State’s Department of Fish and Wildlife. Their nuisance wildlife reports rose by nearly 10 times between 2003 and 2007 – the local development peak. There are not 10 times as many bears. Bears are no more interested in being around humans than ever. For every bear that is seen, it’s estimated there are 10 or 15 that stay completely hidden. The big culprit is humans – especially those who carelessly (or intentionally) create easy food sources which attract the bears. “Nuisance bears” are often recently launched youngsters looking for their own territory.

Black bears have fairly lousy eyesight, and moderate hearing – but their nose rules their lives. They are opportunistic omnivores, primarily vegetarians (although they will eat small mammals, fish, reptiles and insects when they don’t have to work too hard for them). They sometimes eat fresh carrion. But no food smell is more interesting to bears than that “supermarket” treasure trove they find near human houses. Once they find it, it’s hard for them to resist and they can’t be discouraged. The only fix (short of death) is relocation.

Attracting bears with food is easy – smelly garbage, dirty barbecues, bird feeders and pet foods. If you can’t keep the garbage inside until pick-up, it should at least be tightly bagged within the garbage can. (Environmental paradox: use plastic to protect the bears.) People who leave food out for those “cute, little raccoons” are just asking for trouble. Even if they are fortunate enough to avoid a bear on their deck, as the population of fed raccoons increases, the raccoons themselves become very aggressive. Small dogs and cats don’t have a chance against a competitive or provoked raccoon. Humans who feed the wildlife, ruin it for everyone (including the critters). Once the animals equate garbage can or porch with food source, everyone in the neighborhood is subject to unwanted visitors. This is why education is so important.

Common sites of nuisance bear reports are also schools. New elementary schools to support new homes are often located in sylvan settings. Black bears don’t wander out of the forest in search of little kids to eat, but they are attracted to all the goodies in those lunch pails. Lunch box contents get traded, carelessly discarded, left behind and lost. The bears just follow their noses.

Perhaps part of the problem is Western Washington has some big metropolitan areas – people don’t usually think of the Seattle area as “wildland” or bear country. States like Alaska and Wyoming have active wildlife education programs to protect citizens. Washington State needs more of that.  With no grizzlies, we don’t really have “big bad bears,” we just have big, misunderstood bears – and (from the bears’ perspective) “big, bad,” misinformed humans.

Black Bears and the Backwoods Samba

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.