Jared always says the east coast isn’t ‘outdoorsy’ enough, and usually I agree. No matter how hard we try to have a genuine outdoorsy experience, it either turns out sub par or costs us $200 plus rentals and tip for something that would be free out west. However, this last weekend proved us wrong when Jared and I ran into a wild black bear at a NJ ski resort. This was the first wild bear I’ve ever met and I didn’t catch its name but I’m pretty sure it was bitter about growing up at a New Jersey ski resort when its cousin ended up in the grand tetons. I had a feeling that bitter bears are not to be toyed with.
There is still some debate between Jared and I as to how large of a bear it was we were almost mauled by. I had the longest look at it from about 30 yards away, and it seemed to me fluffy was roughly the size of a small elephant. However, Jared seemed to think it was only as tall as himself which is why I think he thought it a good idea to try and scare it away. Successful, fluffy ran down the mountain toward the kiddies at the water park and we ran up.