Chapter 1. Rise and Shine!
Picture this place with your mind’s eye. It is a valley in the majestic Redwoods national nature reserve. The valley is surrounded by towering mountain peaks covered in snow with thick pine forest on their lower slopes. In the valley sits a hill. The hill is sparsely wooded with one ancient and tall giant redwood tree dominating all the other fir trees around. Icicles hanging from the branches are slowly melting in the spring morning sunshine, dripping onto the fresh green grass surrounding the tree. At the bottom of the hill runs a stream. In the height of summer it is little more than a babbling brook, home to sticklebacks and tadpoles, but today it is quite deep and fast, swollen by the melting snow.
Now if you look carefully, at the foot of the redwood tree there is a dark shadow. Look closer and you will see that the shadow is really the entrance to a cave. You could not tell from the outside but the cave has been home for a female bear and her cub while they hibernated through the long cold winter snows. While we are watching, a large bear’s head appears at the entrance to the cave and peers cautiously around. It listens for a moment to the sounds of the birds singing in the trees, welcoming the spring. Then the bears head disappears back into the cave.
Inside the small cozy cave, a little bear is sleeping on a bed of soft dry grass and moss. She is most unusual for a brown bear in these parts, as she has a badge of white fur in the middle of her chest and white fur on the tips of her paws. Her mother tells her that there is some polar bear in the family way back on her father’s side, a great, great, great grandfather from the lands of ice and snow far away to the north.
A big paw gently shakes the baby bears shoulder.
“Wake up sleepy head,” the mother bear whispered into the little bear’s ear.
The little bear snuffles and yawns but then curls.
“Wake up Aries, come on now, rise and shine. Spring is here at last and I for one am absolutely famished.”
Aries slowly rolls onto her back, stretches her arms above her head and opens her eyes.
“Hi Mom, what time is it?” she said in a sleepy voice.
“It’s April”.
“Now let’s be moving little lady. We’ve got things to do, places to see and friends we haven’t spoken to for months. I wonder if my sister and your two young cousins are awake yet? Probably – those two rascals can’t keep out of mischief for long.”
