Armour
Senior Member
I've often wondered how long ago it was that bears roamed the landscape of Toronto. Does anyone have any idea as to when the last of them were either killed off or forced to migrate north, due to development and an increasing human population? I imagine they would have existed beyond the old city for some time after it was well established (as the land that comprises North York, Scarborough and Etobicoke was basically country side until 60 years ago).
Here's an interesting article on this subject: http://blog.thecanadianencyclopedia.com/blog/posts/the-history-of-bears-in-toronto/
I have this reoccurring dream at least once a month in which I am walking in the ravine behind my house and I encounter a bear(s) along the way. In one of these dreams (more of a nightmare), I locked eyes with one, in said ravine (we had about equal distance between us and my backyard gate). I raced to my backyard with it chasing me (somehow, I think I managed to barely outrun it and lock the gate just before it got in).
In another one of these dreams (for some reason my backyard fence was non-existent) and I could see my dad walking in the woods (oblivious to a group of 3 large bears nearby) and I was staring, frozen with fear, knowing that they would see him. Then my dad noticed them and began running. They ended up catching him and taking him down; then I woke up. I almost needed therapy for that one.
Here's an interesting article on this subject: http://blog.thecanadianencyclopedia.com/blog/posts/the-history-of-bears-in-toronto/
I have this reoccurring dream at least once a month in which I am walking in the ravine behind my house and I encounter a bear(s) along the way. In one of these dreams (more of a nightmare), I locked eyes with one, in said ravine (we had about equal distance between us and my backyard gate). I raced to my backyard with it chasing me (somehow, I think I managed to barely outrun it and lock the gate just before it got in).
In another one of these dreams (for some reason my backyard fence was non-existent) and I could see my dad walking in the woods (oblivious to a group of 3 large bears nearby) and I was staring, frozen with fear, knowing that they would see him. Then my dad noticed them and began running. They ended up catching him and taking him down; then I woke up. I almost needed therapy for that one.