After the hilarity of watching the cubs all afternoon, we headed back to the ship for food.
The Waters.
Carrie busy cooking delicious meals for us in the galley.
The dining area.
The bridge.
Scones & Brownies.
Clam Chowder.
Salmon qesiladas.
The ship's Captain with the skiff.
Mind you, this trip was not all fun and relaxation. We had some far reaching questions to answer, so we planned a strategy and set about to answer one of the greatest mysteries of the natural World........
Do Bears actually poop in the woods?
On first glance, it would appear not as the evidence was clearly seen out in the open on the tidal grassland.
And the culprit was soon spotted.
We took copious notes to prove our fledgling theory that Bears actually poop out of the woods, but would the evidence from one recently weaned youngster be enough?
We scoured the area for further evidence before finally hitting the Holy Grail of beardom.
Surely we had answered one of the greatest mysteries ever?
The fact that we never entered the woods never crossed our minds.

-O