Staring at no bears

We got off the boat and got into a van for a land tour just for us, so we picked up Frank and Meryl for some fresh air (not helpful). Here lies a creek meets tidal slough at high tide on a surprisingly hot day, where we were to see black bears feasting on salmon. There were no bears. However, there was a person convinced that baby black bears were cuddled up in a tree, at best it was an eagle’s nest.