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  • We are frightened at first. As all strangers are. We can’t go walking for fear of them and yet we yearn to see them. The signs are all around us. Bear proof bins. Road signs. Stories in the cafes and lodges. At Beaver Creek they say did you hear about the stupid couple last year that got out of the RV to take a photo, locked the car in case of thieves and then had to run from the bear, fumbling keys, hoping they could open the RV in time! Or we hear about Prince George where they have BBQs in -10 degrees C, and black bears in their back yards.

    Days later we are with a group of people watching a grizzly in the distance. All standing outside our cars clicking our cameras at the small dot in the distance. Then I suddenly think if there is a grizzly over there what is stopping there being a grizzly behind us. I whisper to my partner, did you lock the car?
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