Grizzly Times......

You know how there are the moments in life where alittle delay here, an interruption there comes as a blessing. Well, when it comes to crossing paths with a beast such as this, is especially true.

Drilling it down the nearby White River hill on Friday only to have the good fortune of meeting good ole’ Yogi crossing the highway a few short meters in front of me while coming up the other side. Guess time for hibernation is over (& Charlie Farrow can finally stop his long winters nap & get down to business).

Next time though, I’d prefer it was this Ursus americanus - instead.

You know it'd be great. I could pull over, take a break. He’d likely be carrying a jar of honey. We could have a nice visit and a snack. It’d make for a great little mid-ride break and be sure to stave off any bonks on the road ahead.