Our spring is heavily delayed this year. There are hints of green beginning in some of the open fields that have southern exposure and no snow. My neighour 8 km away called last night. They have a hay ranch in a large low lying valley. The bears have woken, and are dotting her fields like cows while they try to source the new green shoots. There is not much available right now but it will come. When spring foraging is lean we often see them at the top of a 70 foot cottonwood by the creek eating the new buds. Where there is a will there is a way. Some years ago we had an incredibly warm February. We went to the lake that doesn't freeze and had a weenie roast on the shore. The sun and warmth led to a Polar Bear challenge between Hubby and myself. He went first so I had to keep my pride and also wade in. It was strange because the air was so warm, but the sand at the bottom of the lake was hard and frozen. While warming by the fire, Hubby pointed out a large black rock on the opposite shore. Then we saw the rock fall into the water, pull himself out and wander our way. We quickly dressed, put out the fire, walked to the boat launch and loaded up the dogs. Within minutes, this poor sad creature showed up. When a bear wakes from hibernation, depending on the calories they were able to store in the fall, they are often emaciated looking or sunken. This guy was very hungry, and I'm sure the warm weather confused him, as did the smell of our hotdogs. I don't feed wildlife ( with the exception of birds) but I sure wished that I had left some weiners for the poor bloke. Hopefully he went back to bed for a few months.