Last week I ran Exit Glacier Road, which is closed off from traffic for the winter.
About two miles up the road we came across these:
Bear prints. They followed the road for miles, and it was SO cool to run along the same path as a bear.
The tracks were fairly fresh, and when I turned around at the five mile mark, there were new tracks on the way back, too.
I loved that while I was running in one direction following one bear's prints, another, smaller bear was walking in the other direction following MY prints. It felt magaical, as if I were connecting with some wild and primal part of myself and the world.
The next day we got hit with a heavy snowfall, and I'm pretty sure that all the bears are tucked away in their cozy dens for the next few months.
Running: 1048 so far this year
Reading: "Anywhere But Here," by Mona Simpson. I've read this book at least five times and still love it.