The cubs and the mama bear is nearly approaching our position.
I felt the tremor all over my body.
I felt stucked.
When..Stefan move closer to me and hold my hands and raise them up!
He said yelling " RAISE YOUR arms above your head!!?!! And YELL!! We need to make sounds to SCARE THEM OFF!!"
I yelled back " YES, I WILL! I'M A BIT FRIGHTENED YOUR HIGHNESS!"
Then, I SHRIEK while waving my arms high.
The mama bear was able to see us... and shove off her cubs to a different direction and started to run.
And we are relieved.
The sun is setting... without us, noticed it.
And the temperature started to drop.
Stefan try to find a place to set our camp.
He found a big rock for the perfect site.
I tried to help him finding some cedar wood for campfire and put up the easy pop up tent.
Stefan was able to build a fire quickly in a ring of stones.
He unpacked everything in the camping bag.
There's some cows milk cheese, cheddar cheese, blue berries and raspberries, sourdough pancakes and bread, canned sausages and canned soups, sleeping bag and my hand bag?!?
He hand over the bag to me while I'm surprised!
"Your highness! Why do you have my handbag?" I asked in curiosity.
Instead of answering my question.
He opened the canned soup and heated on the fire with a the smallest iron cookware that I ever seen.
He is truely a well-versed camper!
I'm so glad that I happened to insert my Journal and pen inside the hand bag last night, along with the pistol.
I wear my hand bag in a cross body position.
Then, I took the picnic blanket and set up the cheese, fruits and breads and Stefan shared the picnic with the iron cookware with him.
And we started to eat our dinner.
Darkness started to envelope the skies.
A beautiful full moon and stars shed light upon us.
We cleaned up our picnic blanket as we completed our dinner.
He gives me the foldable camping mat.
I set up my mat at the right side of the tent.
And took my Journal out and my pen then started to write.
December 23, 1980
Exit Glacier, Seward
Harding Icefield Trail
My beloved,
The beauty of the fire..
The glaciers reflection like crystals..
The fireflies flying around..
And the sounds of the crickets and flowing waters melted from the ice crystals.
It's mesmerizing...
The harmony of nature's beauty at its best!
And a wonderful memory to cherish.
It's a beautiful gift for an additional year of my existence.
O God..Thank you!
Beatrix
The moon and stars shining brightly...
We are dancing in the melody of our hearts..
Fireflies flying around us majestically..
Humming sounds of the ice crystals are divine.
You hold me tightly in your arms.
When....
Shooting sounds of firearms..
Flying bullets all around...
Smoke every where..
And I saw your face.... blood dripping..
"STEFAN!?!?!"
I'm awakened.
And look inside the tent.
Stefan is sleeping in a reclined position using the camping bag for support.
How could a Prince sleeping as such?
His genuinely a great nobleman.
He suddenly awakened.
His eyes are teasing and suspicious.
"Is there something wrong, My Lady? " asking in a hoarse voice.
My heart told me to...
"Your highness, the sleeping mat is too big for me, you might want to share it?" I shyly asked.