I wish I could have caught a video of when one of the cubs lost his footing and struggled as he was being washed down river. It was amazing. And by the way, I have no idea how I managed to keep my footing when I was out there in waders and fishing. The water was halfway between my knees and waist and flowing hard. A couple of times I almost lost it. Falling in would not have been fun. The water is indeed cold, even though you stay dry in waders, it still gets pretty chilly.
On a sadder note, I never did get a clear picture of a lone cub much smaller than the ones pictured here. He seemed to be wandering aimlessly along the shore and the marsh growth with no mother in sight. Being this close to grizzly bears is simply amazing. I still haven't seen a black bear. And not one of those big white bears either!
And besides the eagle that was eating a salmon on the shore, I haven't seen a salmon yet! Fishing is really poor this year. All the fish are in Washington and Oregon this year with no end of theories why.