There was a marked ex-convict polar bear which we got to fly really close to as he needed surveying. When bears repeatedly get too close to town and scaring them off doesn't work, the bear patrol team put them in a holding facility (polar bear jail) before flying them north as far away as possible. This guy apparently kept returning so they had marked him with a green dye and were trying to make sure he kept travelling north and had curbed his enthusiasm for human dwellings! Normally the helicopters don't like to get too close to the bears but this was a tactic to keep him in check, so it did mean we got a special proximity to him, and the most amazing view of his big round fluffy bum shaking madly as he galloped away. Running polar bears are quite a sight; not the most graceful or athletic looking creatures, but certainly amusing to watch!
Other bears were dotted about within respectful distances from each other.
It was so rewarding not only to be able to witness them in their natural habitat, but to know how happy and healthy these magnificent animals were, roaming around in their element, doing what nature intended and evolution had dictated so efficiently well.
After one exhilarating experience it was swiftly off to the next. The bus picked us up and we drove into the other prevalent eco-system of boreal forest. The fresh sparkling snow had a different effect here, gently blanketing the increasingly thick spruce woodland and creating a calm silence as we entered the Narnia like world of of the huskies and their mushing playground.