Anan
The weather continued warm and
sunny. We were hoping to see more bears – preferably brown bear. The
salmon were starting to run in the Anan River. Some of the tour operators
were making trips and reported seeing some bears. The scenery on the
way over was memorable. So was the anchorage off the river. It was a lee
shore anchorage with two foot waves. We put the rubber dinghies over and
headed for the rocky beach.
The park service had recently added a boardwalk to
reach the observing area. Fresh scat on it gave evidence that bears also
like an easy path. The ranger recommended that we travel as a group and
that we make noise. The stories Bill told on the way ranked well above
noise. We were all pleased that he kept the decibel level high.
We saw three different black bears fishing the creek.
The one I photographed would sit patiently peering into the water then dive
head first trying to snap a salmon with his jaws. Sometimes he would be
successful. I saw him catch two fish.
After quite a struggle getting back on board against
the wind and waves, we put into Berg Bay and tied up at the park dock
provided for the cabin ashore. No one was in residence. The day before a
woman left her group that was hiking up the river to return alone. Everyone
advised her not go alone. Apparently she got between a mother and her cub
and was severely mauled by the grizzly. Her group found her on the trail
and was able to get help. We heard from the skipper of the boat she was on
that she would likely survive the ordeal.