Of course, local environmentalists were up in arms about it, saying that better control of access to food supplies and suppressing the ursine attracting smell of rubbish was the answer. Me, I've no wish to argue either with bears or everglade dwellers with guns, but there was a little bit of advice at the end of this BBC news story that made me chuckle.
"If you are confronted by a bear, the best thing to do is to speak gently and assertively to the bear, while backing slowly away."
How I loved this! How I envisaged some poor tourist saying "Nice bear! Friendly bear!" in a quavering voice, backing away as some grizzly prepares to disembowel them with frying pan sized paws. There's also the idea that a bear could understand that it was being spoken to in the prescribed polite manner, as opposed to "Hey bear! I'm going to rip your eyes out then go and firebomb your den!"
I wonder if there are classes where you can learn how to speak assertively to bears? They aren't like bloody Paddington!
Well, today has been a work day, and I did a good thing. Someone found a ladybird on their desk, and I was delighted to see that it was a native two-spot ladybird, the first I've seen in years. So determined was I to preserve it, I walked miles and miles through the complex at work in order to let it out into fresh air.
Gods of karma, that surely deserves a reward.
As a final bonus, here are some pictures of the autumnal cycle path, where everything, including sciatic me, has gone to seed.
All text and images copyright CreamCrackeredNature 26.10.15
|Not sure what has left these behind|
|These remind me of alder cones!|
|Suddenly a buddleia has reflowered in odd colours. Cream...|
|Weather front over the sugar factory|
|What was a rich brownfield nature habitat now being built on|