I heard shots coming from next door. BANG!fsss BANG!fssss
Given the date, I assumed they were early fireworks (a tradition I happen to loathe, by the way. I’m not even particularly fond of fireworks confined to July 4th). I rolled my eyes and walked over to the windows facing the water, and to my surprise, there was this guy, galloping down the beach, right in front of the house I’m staying in. A young brown bear, for anyone wanting specs.
I really need to learn to keep my camera at the ready. But it was a bit of a thrill to actually attract the bear’s attention when I slid the glass door open to step out onto the deck and get this shot.