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Autumn Huckleberry Hikers

 In mid September we took our lunch and headed up into the mountains for the  afternoon.  My heart was happy.  There was a beautiful garden growing by the side of the forest service road.  Bright red Indian Paintbrush stood out among the beautiful St. John's Wort, overlooked by perfect spires of Fireweed.  St. John's Wort isn't really anything to speak of by itself, but if it wasn't there, this garden wouldn't have looked sparse  The abundant yellow was there to make the red and pink look good, and it sure looked good to my eyes.  Down in the valley, everything was dry; the wildflowers were finished months ago. 

 

Our shady forest trail was hiding some late summer treats for us.  The Huckleberries were abundant.  None of us could resist picking them, and even though I wanted to take some home to make pancakes or jam, I ate every berry I picked.

We thought we were alone in the forest.  We hadn't seen a single car once we drove up out of the valley.

We were sure startled when my son came running back to us slower hikers with an earnest face and a startling message.  "Mom, there's a bear in the trail!" he blurted.

And sure enough there was a small black bear, but he didn't stay there.  He thought He was the only one out eating huckleberries that day, and we startled him enough so that he went bounding down into the creek and then straight up the embankment on the other side.  He paused long enough for us to get a good look at him, before racing further up the hill.  Sure enough, the camera confirms that we saw our first black bear in the hills near home.  What an exciting hike!
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  1. ~marci~November 5, 2010 at 10:35 AM

    You take such great pictures. Sure glad the bear didn't choose to charge anyone!

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