A Grizzly on the other hand just seems to have a cantankerous nature that causes him to challenge anything that enters his territory. I had been told that the last Grizzly in these mountains had been killed over fifty years ago. Someone was wrong in this assessment, because these claw marks were fresh. They had to have been made within the last day or two because the cuts in the bark were deep and still bleeding with sap. I stopped and pointed them out to Gale. She turned pale. She took out her camera and said. “Dad is not going to believe this.”