As The Crow Flies

I’ve seen lots of bears this year. They have all run away when they see me until about 2 weeks ago when a bear came charging through the bushes at me. It was charging me from the side, like it was trying to blind side me. I yelled at it, it stopped and then started charging me again. I yelled at it, picked up branches, started waving them around while backing down the trail. It changed directions and started coming after me again. I kept yelling, and throwing branches around and swinging branches at it. It stopped, looked at me for awhile, and then left.

Hey,

My son came and picked me up from Stablers Store in Carson, Wa. He brought me back to his apartment in Portland. I just got out of a long hot shower and am sitting here in flannel jammies curled up with my laptop.

I’m going to take a few days off and then we will hit the trail together for 112 miles to White Pass. We will take it easy and I’m looking forward to the days I will be able to spend hiking with him.

The trail is lined with ripe berries: blue berries, huckleberries, strawberries, thimble berries, salmon berries, blackberries. Yumm.

I’ll write more soon.