Dawg's silliness forces Andra to turn on the camera.

You can see here where the fire crested the hill and started down into Poison Flat.

It is always easy to see footprints in the snow. Or, in this case, bear prints. It isn't more than a few hundred feet down the trail that we find the owner of said print. Dawg spots him first and does his Lassie thing. Hair up on his back and alert, looks at the bear, looks at us, looks at the bear - "do you see that papa?" Well, we aren't as fast as Dawg, but we did catch on to his display. Once I noticed the bear, I told Dawg to wait so he wouldn't go herd it up some tree - like last time. Once the bear realized we saw him too, he took off into the woods at full speed.