Asheville black bears are generally in their dens from December to March. Cubs are born in January. Mothers don’t leave the den until the cubs are able to follow them about.
John Boyle wrote Where do ‘urban bears’ spend the winter? in the Asheville Citizen Times in his column “Answer Man” on Nov. 12, 2018. Since we have seen bear scat and footprints in our garden, I was pleased to read more about the animals. This article repeated what our son told us, that the bears do not truly hibernate here. They dig out a space under a fallen tree or squeeze in a tree cavity 10 feet or more above ground. Bears can get in any hole that their heads fit through. They sleep a lot, but occasionally go out foraging for food. If food is easily available, they might not den at all. The researchers went into 25 to 30 dens to change out the tracking collars. That is a bit dangerous, since the bear is usually sitting there, fully awake, looking back at them.
For any of you who are familiar with Asheville, one den was found next to the tunnel on Tunnel Road, near the main shopping mall of the city. The study included 150 bears in the metropolitan area. I always understood people should make a lot of noise to scare a bear away. The caption under the picture warned that mama bears with cubs can get defensive after hearing loud noises. I don’t think this means to whisper to the bear to go away as you jump up and down.
We live away from Asheville, very close to the Smoky Mountains National Park. Please keep your fingers crossed that if I see a bear on our property, I can safely get a picture of it.
Love to have a nice furry hug from one of the magnificent creatures but it would probably be the last hug I ever have!🤔
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Well, lots of people crave bear hugs!!!
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There should be a groan icon for puns. LOL
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You are right! We need more icons here.
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By the way, I love your fall photo of the mountains.
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That photo was taken a year ago. We had no fall color to speak of this year.
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I would love to see your bear Anne, hopefully, through a windowpane photo.
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LOL and you are wanting a picture?
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Well, I’d like a picture through glass.
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You only have to run faster than the slowest runner in your group! 🙂
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That’s not good, is it? I’m guaranteed to be the slowest runner in this neighborhood.
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Nope. You are doomed! 🙂
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Aaaauuuugggghhhhh!
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Carry ketchup packets in your pocket in case you are tastier with condiments! 🙂
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LOL!!! A year or so ago a teenager was attacked by a bear as he lay in a hammock in the woods. Our son said the bear must have looked at the wrapped treat and said to himself, “A taco!!!”
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That’s awful (sorry but I’m laughing pretty hard). Don’t go out looking like a taco.
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For the record, the taco boy survived. He had to have reconstructive surgery, but he didn’t lose his life or any body parts.
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May you get your bear image safely from the other side of a window.
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I hope I have enough sense to avoid a direct confrontation with a bear. I keep warning myself to be careful. Do you suppose I will heed that advice?
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You’d better!!! ;). Too many people love you for you to not heed your own wisdom.
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You see, I remember opening the porch door to see a big snake before telling myself to make sure it wasn’t poisonous.
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And now you learned, right?
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I hope so.
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And play fair Anne, if the bear poses for a shot in the garden don’t forget to pose nicely for the bear in return.
Mega Hugs xxxx
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That might pose a problem, David.
xxx Picture-perfect Hugs xxx
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I hope you get a picture, not a selfie, but a nice picture Anne. But didn’t you tell me you go to church in Asheville?
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Yes, we belong to a church in Asheville. We’re not likely to see a bear there.
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I thought you did and I hope you don’t. 🙂
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The most unusual things we’ve seen in Asheville were people. Driving through the center of town is as good as walking in Manhattan. People wear strange get-ups, and you never know what they will do.
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And I was thinking it was a nice, quiet little town – I remember going there when my mom and I went through the Smoky Mountains and visited Cherokee, N.C. as well. Maybe I am confusing it with another town we visited? It was a while ago – 1992.
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I wouldn’t call Asheville a nice, quiet little town, but maybe it was in 1992. The town you are remembering — did it have one main street, or was it more like a city? Waynesville is a quiet town with one bustling main street. It’s close to Cherokee.
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Anne – You know maybe it was Waynesville and I am associating the city name “ville” somehow and got them confused, as this was just a little town and we both remarked how nice it would be to live somewhere where people know your name … like Mayberry, N.C.! In fact I think we turned to each other and said “maybe we’ll see Andy and Opie Taylor.” My mom and I did go to Cherokee to see Chief Henry, who I think has since passed away. I would love to live in a small town – Lincoln Park is not that large, only five miles square but I mean a little town where people know your name (and your business).
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There are lots of small towns around Asheville, but I hope it was Waynesville that you saw and liked.
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Perhaps we should have looked into putting down roots – we’d be neighbors! We liked Tennessee and I know you are from there and we did get a local paper and no jobs for me – I was gung ho to leave Lincoln Park and start anew, my mom wanted to leave Lincoln Park as she saw the City going down, but wanted to stay in Michigan. I said “if you’re going to make the big move, go really big!” But the house was paid for, small and easy to maintain and she said we should stay put.
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It would have been fun to have you for a neighbor.
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Thank you Anne and I would have enjoyed having you and John as neighbors. I wish we had pursued the idea but my mom said it was best we didn’t go out on a limb in case things didn’t work out. She was always cautious and prudent.
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I would never have moved to NC by myself, so I can understand your mother’s being cautious and prudent.
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I have to say I am not as adventurous as I once was. I just said to another blogger recently that I used to take a large trip every year with a tour group. We did not leave as a group from Detroit, but I would usually fly from here to the destination, often with a stop in NY if it was international. Then there would be a tour coordinator at the airport because we would not know the language. I was fearless about that and I sure know I could not do that now. I think the older I resent change and don’t embrace it – maybe that will be my New Year’s resolution. Not just as to technology but other things and I really and truly am getting set in my ways, so now I can see my mother being reluctant to make such a move and perhaps biting off more than she could chew.
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You’ve done much more than I ever would have by myself.
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I even surprise myself now when I think about it … it was much safer then, not as many scary things going on in the world in those days. I don’t know if I’d be game now. I don’t even have a valid passport.
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Hopefully the bear will be kind enough to pose nicely through the window. Our bear enjoyed dumping an entire bird feeder into its mouth after removing the top without the slightest hesitation.
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That must have been quite a sight to see a bear gulp down everything in the bird feeder. Bad manners!
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I hope you can capture a photo! We had a bear in our neighborhood about two years ago. I never saw it, but it left its paw prints and signature eating the bird seed out of the feeders in a lot of the yards including ours. Once everyone took down the bird feeders it moved on.
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Since the bears should withdraw at the end of November, we don’t have much time left for a sighting. We’ll have extra people in the house this weekend, so maybe they will help look for the bear.
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I have seen bears in the woods before, but I would not have the nerve to take a picture! One time, when we were staying with my son in Colorado, hubby and I heard a commotion outside our window. It was a bear, trying to break into my son’s bear-proofed carbage can!
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Before we moved to NC, we were visiting our son here and driving in the mountains. There were lots of trucks parked by the side of the road, and son said they were hunting bears. Just then, a very young bear came on the road ahead of us and ran as fast as he could. I had time to get out my camera and snap a picture. Maybe I should just be content with that.
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Wow! I hope he got away from the hunters! I probably would not have had the presence of mind to snap a quick picture.
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When we are driving in the mountains, the camera is likely to be in my hand or the center console.
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Thank you, Anne! After your first post I added studying bears to my “Round-to-it” list. They are interesting. Thanks to you also I can line out that topic now. I’ll pray God gives you the opportunity to photograph them, safely so you don’t worry yourself – or a momma bear. ☺
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Special thanks for the prayers. I didn’t know much about bears, so I was glad to read an article about our local ones.
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Im glad you shared it!
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Years ago a lost bear made it into our part of the world. Very unusual. We were told that if we encountered him we should say “go away” in a firm voice and clap our hands above our heads. I never had the chance to try this, but I wondered then, and still do, if the bear would scurry away or just laugh his fool head off watching us humans flailing around with our hands above our heads. 😏.
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In the newspaper I read about a man in this area who was intent on taking photos of something near his house. He turned around and saw a bear. Her cubs were near, and she suddenly ran toward him. He fought her with his bare hands, hitting her nose as hard as he could. The bear ran away when the man’s wife heard his screams and made a lot of noise. He was in the hospital and had to take rabies shots. I don’t fancy hand to paw combat.
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Yikes! What a story. I have a healthy respect for bears, both real and teddy.
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LOL! Have you ever tangled with a teddy??? Teddy bear, that is.
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Not exactly… but some stuffed bears can look quite intimidating, you know!
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don’t do it! I believe you! love Michele
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Our last encounter with Bruno was through a window. He was on our deck destroying a bird feeder full of sunflower seeds. Bill made faces at him and he went away. I hope the birds will forgive me…there will be no more feeders around the house.
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Someone wrote in the newspaper that birds do not rely on us to live, that we feed birds just to watch them. If that is true, the loss of your bird feeders is sad only for you.
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Scary bears!!
Anne, do you know another fellow blogger of mine, Luanne Castle? She wrote a lovely post recently that I just caught up with, about her visit to Asheville and surrounding areas – great pix too, about on a par with yours! Her post is here: https://writersite.org/2018/11/12/eastern-tennessee-and-me/
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I read Luanne’s post. That was fun to read about my area from her viewpoint. Thanks for the tip.
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