Before waxing poetic about the wonders of the Waterton-Glacier International Peace Park, I’d like to get something off my chest.
Rain every day? Not ideal, but the park is beautiful in any weather. Terrible food? No problem—I brought along some soy nuts and Kashi Go-Lean Protein Bars. Loud motherfuckers in the adjacent cabin who stumbled in drunk at 2 AM? They got theirs early the next morning when we accidentally made lots of noise packing for the flight home. Uncooperative wildlife? That’s different.
Why should we bother to protect wildlife if it won’t even pose for a few simple photographs? If these animals don’t shape up, I’ll seriously consider canceling my National Parks Conservation Association membership. See the white specks in the first image? Those are mountain goats. See how aloof they are? And check out the deer—it had the audacity to close its eyes for the picture.
Bears are the worst because there’s no middle ground; they’re either attacking you on the trail, or they’re high on a hill, taunting you as you try to glimpse them through the binoculars. Notice this photographic evidence of highly inappropriate bear harassment at Two Medicine Lake. Our tax dollars at work, people!
The bears were high? Damned that reefer madness!
I know the “bear” was just Viggo in a costume. You are not fooling us.
PS - I am jealous that you went to such a beautiful place.
Did the bears join you for Happy Hour?
Alas, the bears did not come to happy hour. Perhaps they don’t like Moose Drool Beer, or maybe they were too busy smoking on the hill.
The bear makes your butt look JLOish.