Actually on Tuesday, but I've lacked Internets.
A BEAR. Not a stuffed one or one carved from wood but a real live actual BEAR, cantering across Highway 37 north of the Nass River bridge. As I was doing roughly 70 mph at the time I was unable to flag him down and ask him to pose for a photo. A bit further up the road a female grizzly has been a regular visitor to the vicinity of another bridge, hence all the damn-fool tourists milling around in the road and parking like fuds until they receive the Sermon On From The Mountie. But she wasn't around when I passed by chiz.