Spirit Quest along Seymour Canal |
We departed Short Finger Bay
anchorage in rain and low cloud cover but decided that the bears at Pack Creek probably
wouldn’t be deterred by the weather.
Salmon (Chums and Pinks) would be making their way upstream to spawn and
we were hopeful that bears would be there actively feeding. As we continued north along Seymour Canal peering through the fog, we made out the familiar outline of a boat heading towards us,
it was none other than our friends on Spirit
Quest who accompanied us in Haida Gwaii and later joined us again in Ketchikan and Thorne Bay. We contacted each other by radio and mutually
shared where we had been and what we had seen.
It was nice chatting with them again.
After a short two-hour motoring we were at Pack Creek on Admiralty
Island and proceeded to set the anchor just off shore. Pack Creek is a Brown Bear Wildlife Sanctuary
with two designated view points for visitors – one located along the shore
where Pack Creek empties into Seymour Canal, and the other located at the end
of a mile-long trail where an observation tower overlooks the creek. The bears have learned that humans congregate
in these two areas and traverse the trail, thus becoming what is called
“habituated” – understanding the area of human movement and that humans are not
a threat.
Stan Price, an early
homesteader at Pack Creek (mid-1950’s) played a large role in habituating the
bears. He and his wife raised several
orphaned cubs which later raised cubs of their own. Price maintained his residence until his
death in 1989, only remnants of their garden at the shore viewing area remain
today. In 1990, the Alaska State
Legislature designated the Stan Price Wildlife Sanctuary to include the tidal
area at Pack Creek, co-managed by the Forest Service and Fish & Game. After setting the hook, we contacted Pack
Creek for permission to come ashore but we were told to standby as a bear was
roaming along the beach.
We were
contacted a few minutes later and given the all-clear, and also reminded to bring
our permit which we had printed off from our online payment and
registration. We took the dinghy ashore
and tied-up to the “clothes line” provided for visitors. After stepping ashore and securing the dinghy to
the clothes line, we helped our host pull the line toward sea, allowing the
dinghy to float safely above the sea bottom throughout the large tidal change.
After a short orientation and receipt of an
informative booklet about bears, we were directed to walk along the shoreline
out to the designated viewing point.
Others who had flown in by seaplane had gathered here earlier and were
patiently waiting for a bear to appear.
After some time, we were beginning to wonder if the tourists from
Florida and California with their designer clothing and telephoto cameras were
going to be our only source of wild and amusing encounters. Finally an old sow came walking along the
beach and headed up Pack Creek near the view point. Bears can live to be 30 years old and this
old gal was already 29.
We watched in
silence as she lumbered past, paying us no mind while cameras rapidly clicked away
like the chatter of birds. Afternoon was quickly
approaching so we walked back to our dinghy for a lunch break aboard Got d’ Fever and planned to go ashore
later to hike the one-mile trail to the observation tower.
The tide would be coming in, pushing the fish
up stream for the bears to more readily harvest their dinner. We received permission to hike the trail
built by the CCC’s (Civilian Conservation Corps) back in 1935 when the Forest
Service first selected Pack Creek as a Brown Bear viewing area. The trail is well maintained and apparently
the bears like it as well since we saw numerous piles of scat, some very
fresh.
We were told that if we saw a
bear on the trail to simply stop, hold still, and let him or her take a course
around us off the trail. We safely reached the tower overlooking the Creek and climbed
the steep stairs where we found a sign-in guest book; we were the only people there and had the place to ourselves. The swiftly moving stream was active with
spawning fish but no bears in sight.
Before long however a bear appeared walking up the Creek looking for his
meal. Splashing about and running
through the stream, he snatched up a fish and began his feast. Soon another bear appeared, and then another,
passing directly below the tower. We
were witnessing the real thing, nature at its best – a bear on the hunt for
fish, ripping its catch asunder to fill his belly while spawning fish fought to
survive long enough to lay and fertilize their eggs.
Eagles and Gulls picked up the scraps while smaller birds picked up salmon eggs that had risen to the surface of the stream. Evening was approaching and it was time for us to hike
the trail back to shore. We had our
whistles and bear spray at hand just in case. As we rounded a corner, we met the summer
resident artist hiking up the trail, he told us he had just met a bear on the
trail that finally moved away proceeding down the hill.
Oh darn, he had scared the bear off but maybe
it’s just as well since the guy seemed a little shaken from the encounter. We kept moving and reached the shore-end of
the trail where we noted that a large “trail entrance sign” had become a
scratching post for the bears who apparently love the taste and smell of
cedar. We were told that the sign was
quickly shredded shortly after it was installed, better the post than the
humans!
After reaching the shoreline, we looked around and realized that we were the only visitors remaining. Before the salmon arrive to
spawn, bears feast on young plants in the spring such as skunk cabbage roots,
sedges (grass-like plants) found along the beach, and then devils club in early
summer. During low tides, the mud flats
provide access to clams and mussels easily dug up with their long claws. The mountain slopes provide an abundance of
berries also found in early summer including salmonberries, crowberry,
cranberry, huckleberry, and blueberry.
Between July and August, bears often alternate between fish and
vegetation increasing their weight 25 percent.
Once satisfied and fattened up, the bears find their dens for the winter
to restart the cycle all over again. We gained
a better understanding of the bears’ world and thoroughly enjoyed our visit to
Pack Creek, a wild and beautiful place.
The Dinghy Clothes Line at Pack Creek |
Tourists waiting for Bear Sightings |
Brown Bear Sow (29yrs old) |
The Old Sow catching a Fish |
The Old Gal walking past the tourists and along Pack Creek |
Mile Long Trail to the Observation Tower |
Observation Tower overlooking Pack Creek (a salmon head on the boardwalk) |
Brown Bear walking up Pack Creek towards the Tower |
Brown Bear finds his Dinner |
Feasting on Salmon |
A Ferocious Appetite |
Is that a bear on the trail? |
The Bears' Scratching Post |
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