At Crescent Lake, Alaska, nearly every bear I encountered seemed to be in motion. Fishing. Searching. Wandering the shoreline. Moving with the purpose that defines life in the Alaskan wilderness.
And then there was him. He was an older brown bear, affectionately regarded as something of a 'grandpa bear,' and apparently he had earned the right to take life a little slower.
Sarah L. Glabman, from the field. The full story travels with every editorial license.
