Route Map   Weather Map   Daily Journal         Q & A   Special Reports   Education Section           The Game Click here to send the Viking adventurers your questions Greenland Tourism's Project Leif 2000		An un-bear-lievable tale! [Editor's note: To avoid any misunderstanding, we need to point out that the following fable is fiction. False. Make-believe. Never happened, except in John Gardner's fertile mind.] Log Date: September 8, 1998 From John Gardner: We are getting close - within 400 miles! We are making the most of our stay here in Shoal Tickle Bay, taking on water, gathering mussels and training our newest crewmate. Yesterday morning we dropped anchor at 8 AM, and Rob couldn't wait to get to shore as this is our first anchorage with trees. Being up since midnight didn't detour Rob, as he was anxious to walk the Labrador coast. Eight hours later he returned with our crewmate and a tale of how he had gotten lost, thankfully without me this time. He had found himself up on a ridge at 1500 feet In the fog and unable to find his bearings, he decided to walk the coast back to our anchorage. Down the steep slope he goes, only to his dismay the coast is impassible, so back up he goes finding the blueberry bushes better handholds than the crumbling red rock. Almost to the top and fully fatigued, he slips. Grabbing out wildly, he grasps a firm hold on a hairy leg. Unable to let go, lest he fall, he is dragged across the top, receiving a good bump on the head. Awakening to a warm, wet tongue, Rob is confronted face to face with a black bear. As all who know Rob can imagine, they soon became friends, and Pedro was introduced as our 10th crewmate. Rob promises to take the bear back after the trip. As for now, Pedro is enjoying raw beans and sleeping under Rob's hammock. Pedro looks to be an excellent addition to our crew - he can almost singlehand the anchor, and is extremely excited to row tomorrow. Good night. Top of page