She had already caught several large silver salmon. Shared them with her two spring cubs. She was sitting on her haunches on the exposed sand bank. The tide was starting to come back in. The Brown Bear yawned and rested her eyes. We thought the fishing time was done. We thought she was going down for a nap. Good think we didn't relax. Here she sprang into action with lightning quickness, running down an unfortunate salmon that splashed too close to her perch.