The Border Patrol


At least thats what my cousin in Alaska called it when she E-mailed me this photograph.
(UPDATE: I'm wondering if it is Canada... and if the road sign is photo-shopped in? Any guesses?)

Comments

janet copenhaver said…
Ha, cute. Not what I was expecting to see when I click on todays entry based on the title.
4:52 AM, November 09, 2006
Jodi said…
Yeah... I think I would be turning my car around. Besides, who wants to drive the 5 extra miles to the End of Earth anyway?!!??! ;)
5:08 AM, November 09, 2006
Anonymous said…
cute bears.

off the subject! I read on Heathers post your husband was a firefighter? Ohhh I secretly have a thing for firefighters. My friend and I call it CODE RED when they are at the grocery store we shop at. A few weeks ago they were doing the boot money thing at an intersection near our business. 4 of the men were from my church. I got change for a twenty and drove around and around the block dropping one dollar at at time. Ahh firefighters.
7:15 AM, November 09, 2006
Hen Jen said…
a really neat picture! I like it.

Jenny in Ca
8:20 AM, November 09, 2006
Susan in va said…
I don't know what's funnier; the fact that there are bears casually strolling on the highway, or the fact that the "End of Earth" is only 5 miles away.
8:46 AM, November 09, 2006
Shauna said…
Wow! We worry about hitting deer - can you imagine worrying about hitting a bear?
9:25 AM, November 09, 2006
Elizabeth Joy said…
I want to go see them. And where in the world is "The End of the Earth" Alaska? What a great picture!

Elizabeth Joy
9:45 AM, November 09, 2006
Claudia said…
Wow!! That is awesome! I would so love to see this live (but in the safety of a vehicle, thank you very much!) And then head to the End of Earth!
10:03 AM, November 09, 2006
Heather said…
Susan - your comment made me laugh almost as much as the pic.
10:19 AM, November 09, 2006
Kila said…
LOL, I love it: the title, the photo, the End of Earth 5 miles.

They look so cuddly.

Perhaps they coming back to tell their families that "they have been to the end of earth".
Maybe it's an initiation only for the bravest of bears.
12:04 PM, November 09, 2006
Robin said…
So THOSE are the critters I hear all night long every time I go camping...I KNEW IT! And now, there's photographic evidence! (shivers!)
5:49 PM, November 09, 2006
Masago said…
Yowsers! Nice shot. I'd say it is Alaska.
7:19 PM, November 09, 2006
Anonymous said…
How can Massena be past the end of the earth? LOL!
10:04 PM, November 09, 2006
Anonymous said…
The question asked in the back seat of a car whether you ever just drive down a road and come to the end of the earth..now answered.
4:57 PM, November 10, 2006
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