Now the bears are eating so much salmon, so they don’t wander around as much anymore, and spend most of their “spare” time sleeping. Today I came up very close to one serious “gentleman” sleeping soundly on the beach under the thundering of the breakers. For a long time I could not determine whether he was alive or dead, until the animal slighly moved in his sleep.
I remembered the story told by a zoologist Vladimir Mosolov, deputy director of science at Kronotsky Nature Reserve: “I was walking along the Pacific Ocean beach once, and saw a bear laying near the water line. I carefully examined him through my binoculars and concluded that he is, indeed, dead. I came closer to him and took necessary measurements. On his body I did not notice any external injuries.
So I continued walking. But in couple hundred yards I saw another bear laying on the beach. Two dead bears in a row looks abnormal. Could it be an epidemic – I thought to myself. So I came up the second bear, and, just when I was about to turn him upside down, he lifted his head. Frankly speaking, at this moment everything dropped inside me – I was too close to him to protect myself. But I was lucky – the ocean was roaring and the wind was in my direction. So the bear, apparently, did not sence my presence and went back to sleep on the sand…”