Senseless Ramblings

Scattered thoughts from a tired mind!

Like Bob Seger said, “I’m a ramblin’ man…” I have rambled many places and I have lived in a few. Born in California, I now live in the upper Midwest. This page is about another type of rambling…rambling thoughts and senseless musings. I hope you enjoy!

There was a time when the land that would become California shook under the weight of the largest bears on the continent.

The California Grizzly bear – a now-extinct population of the Grizzly bear – once roamed from the Pacific shoreline to the Sierra Nevada. They fished the rivers, wandered through oak woods, and made their dens in foothill chaparral. Spanish settlers wrote about them. Indigenous Californians lived among them.

It is believed that as many as 10,000 grizzlies inhabited California before the Gold Rush.

Today, not one remains.

The California grizzly was not a different species, but it was legendary in size and temperament. Adult males could exceed 1,000 pounds.

When American settlers flooded into California after 1848, they encountered a creature that did not yield easily. Grizzlies raided livestock, destroyed fencing, and occasionally attacked humans. But they were not invading anything; we were.

The bear had occupied that land for thousands of years , but newcomers saw not a keystone predator but an obstacle.

During the Gold Rush era, grizzlies were hunted relentlessly. They were poisoned, trapped, shot, and even lassoed from horseback in public spectacles. Bear and bull fights became popular entertainment.

The irony is hard to ignore: in 1846, the grizzly became the symbol on the flag of California , born from the short-lived California Republic. Strength. Independence. Defiance.

And then we exterminated it.

By 1924, the last known wild California grizzly was shot in Tulare County. The state animal had vanished from the state.

Today, every schoolchild in California recognizes the bear on the flag. The California Golden Bears carry its name. Businesses, highways, and civic monuments honor it.

Yet the real animal survives only in museum mounts and faded photographs.

Monarch, one of the last California Grizzly bears, mounted and posed to be part of the flag of the very state that destroyed him.

There’s something haunting about that.

We chose the grizzly as our emblem because it represented strength. But true strength isn’t dominance—it’s coexistence. The bear could not adapt to a rapidly fenced, farmed, and industrializing California. And we refused to adapt to it.

There is ongoing debate about reintroducing grizzlies to parts of California. Similar reintroductions in the Rockies have shown that ecosystems can rebound when apex predators return.

But California today is not the California of 1820. It is a state of nearly 40 million people. Freeways replace migration corridors. Subdivisions occupy valleys where grizzlies once foraged.

The question is no longer can we bring them back? It’s would we tolerate them if we did?

Keep rambling…

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2 responses to “The California Grizzly: A Symbol We Couldn’t Live With”

  1. annrosenbery67 Avatar
    annrosenbery67

    Thank you. It’s so very sad how humans feel we have to destroy what is in our path and view everything as an obstacle to be conquered. That is really haunting regarding monarch.

    1. senselessrambler1965 Avatar

      It’s very sad.

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