Look. Honestly, I’d rather be napping. It’s my greatest natural skill, and I’ve spent my life perfecting it. You think writing is easy for a bear? Try typing with oven mitts on, and you might have some idea of the challenge.

But a deal’s a deal, and when the Wildlifer calls in a favour (or coerces you with a salmon), you’ve got to hold up your end of the bargain. It’s the Code of the Wild.

“Hey, Larry. You’re good with words — for a bear. Seriously, nobody knows wildlife like you do. People love you. I love you. Why don’t you write some stuff on my website?”

“Jeez, I don’t know, Eric. I’ve got a lot of napping to do…”

“Here’s a salmon.”

“Damn you, Seemann.”

So, here we are.

On behalf of Eric, and a crazy crew of the wildest characters you will ever meet, I’m honoured to welcome you to the Wildlifer’s Journal. Our intention is to share some engaging stories and valuable information, plus random thoughts of dubious value from the mind of the Wildlifer.

Ha, ha! I kid Eric. Actually, there are so many amazing animals and exciting adventures to tell you about, we barely know where to start. So I’m going to start with a nap. I do my best thinking while I’m unconscious.

I’ll be back with more the next time Eric shows up waving a salmon.

In the meantime, I invite you to read Eric’s story of how we met, on Eric’s Excellent Alaskan Adventure. Perhaps you’ll be inspired to visit my Alaskan home yourself. Maybe you and I can be friends as well. It will begin, as all enduring friendships do, with a salmon.

Stay wild, my friends.