This morning I had another great bird walk through the above areas. I started at Wolf Brook, hiking both forks of the power lines. I then took the “Yellow Trail” down the ridge into the Neversink Unique Area. I took it to the “Red Trail” and headed further downhill to the river on that. There I hooked up with the “Blue Trail” which I took uphill to Katrina Falls Road. I walked that to Wolf Lake Road and back to the Wolf Brook MUA. That is a hike of about five miles. It is a bit strenuous as it goes up and down steep ridges at certain times. I had forty species for the day, including 11 species of Wood Warblers. I bypassed the trail to the waterfall this morning to try something different. It was quite productive doing the “Red Trail”, but I did miss a few species of warbler I normally get continuing on to the falls. (Blackburnian, Magnolia, Pine and occasionally Louisiana Waterthrush) Yellow, Chestnut-sided, Common Yellowthroat and Ovenbird are all abundant here. Prairie, Black and White, Black-throated Blue, American Redstart are all very common. Canada, Hooded and Black-throated Green Warblers numbered three to five individuals of each. Eastern Towhee is abundant throughout the area, probably the most numerous species there. Osprey continue to nest on the power lines and Common Ravens can be seen soaring overhead. It seems each trip into this area offers something special every time I go. Today, a Black Bear Cub filled that particular niche. Shortly after arriving, I was walking the upper plateau on the left fork when I began hearing a bear cub “balling” loudly. I was a bit concerned as you are in the middle of nowhere and the vegetation is dense. This makes it impossible to get an accurate sense of where things are. Since I couldn’t see the cub and didn’t know where its mother might be, I headed back down and then up the right fork. I completed my hike over the next three and a half hours when I reached the lower plateau right along the power lines. The bear cub immediately started “balling” again, now having relocated nearly half a mile down hill from where I initially found it. I still couldn’t see it and didn’t want to take any chances so I hastened up the right fork and back to my car. I returned to the spot a few minutes later to find it quiet. As I pulled up to the fork, about to turn left, I noticed the bear cub in a small tree at the edge of the woods. It had climbed up and fallen fast asleep in the time it took me to walk up the hill. I was about fifty feet from the cub and wanted to see if it was ok. I decided to try to wake it with some noise, but that didn’t work. After watching it motionless for ten minutes I moved a little closer, making more noise (clapping hands and yelling) ….nothing. I was beginning to wonder if it had died. Suddenly, it raised its head, scratched it nose and fell promptly back to sleep. I can only hope this cute little guy can find its mother. Four hours is a long time to cry and she never showed. I watched a bit longer and left him still sleeping in the tree.