The big fella carried on ambling around, but was losing interest in the ship and slowly wandered away.
I loved the way he curled his massive paws under as he took each step.
The ease in which he travelled across the ice was apparent. Those massive paws spreading the weight evenly.
And no TT is complete without the obligatory bumshot.
Of all the photos I took of him, this is probably my favourite as I return to it time and again.
As he wandered away, I thanked him for giving us such a marvellous experience and realised at that moment how lucky we had been to witness this at such close quarters.
As he moved off, he had one last thing to show us as he leapt from floe to floe. For such a big animal, he was incredibly agile.
What a sighting. I'm just as excited now as I look at the photos as when we were seeing him first hand. To be any closer, the Bear would have to be trying to get onto the ship............
Nah, that would never happen..........would it?
The Captain decided to tie up alongside a large floe for the night and switched the engines off to give everyone a sense of what it would be like to drift along with the ice.
It was at this point that another large blob was seen on the ice.
