Mining Bears

Today the roomies and I decided to explore Alaska (or the parts of Alaska that were made easily accessible) by going to Crow Creek Mine and the Wildlife Conservation Center. The mine was chosen because the entire thing is on the National Register of Historic Places. Sad isn't it? We actually sought it out...

And it was pretty swell!

In fact so swell some people decided to get married there!

I mean there was a wall of lost shoes, who could resist that? Not these shoes! 

And I guess we found it pretty irresistible too! All of our shoes did make it home with us though. 

It is hard to deny this place its beauty. 

However, it did not take me long to move on to the real adventure of the day. THE BEARS! I was rather excited to be reunited with my grizzly bears at the Wildlife Conservation Center. I assumed we could snuggle a little bit, do some playing, and then share stories! 

And well when we arrived, one was ready to snuggle. 

And two were ready to play! 

But it seemed our story time was lost in translation. I tried my damnedest to speak grizzly and relate to them with fierceness but to no avail. 

I did however throw them the universal sign of awesomeness and I do believe they appreciated that. 

In the end though it seemed I just wasn't grizzly enough. Perhaps if I had brought my brown fleece they would have seen me as their own. It is only a matter of time. 

But until then I suppose I should work on befriending a different animal that might not be pleased with me: the reindeer.