mom. momy. mama. mmmm.

so, going through the beutiful roads of jasper national park, my mother spotted a black bear, and started chasing him, till he went up the tree, crying and asking for mercy. poor little bear... the right place, the right time- the wrong lady to mess with.
the water falls are huge, and the water is freezing cold. shrinkage.
my father asked my mom to check somthing in the back of the car, and then hit the gas, and left her there to hitchhike her way back to LA. needless to say, the first car to pass, stopped right away. hot mama.