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Just the usual summer visit: Mother polar bear returns to familiar turf near Longyearbyen w/ cubs before being chased away

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A mother polar bear and two cubs lingering for several hours in a cabin area across the channel from Longyearbyen were chased away Thursday evening using a helicopter, according to The Governor of Svalbard.

The bears were spotted by numerous locals and visitors, either from boats or from Longyearbyen using telescopes and high-power camera lenses. The animals wandered into Carolinedalen on Thursday morning, forcing a group of German scientists to evacuate the area, and then progressed to Revneset where they found a reindeer carcass to feed upon.

Officials from the governor’s office, after contacting polar bear experts at the Norwegian Polar Institute, decided late in the day to use one of two rescue helicopters to chase the bears back the way they came, according to a prepared statement.

“We did this primarily to prevent the mother bear and the cubs from taking up residence in a cabin area so close to Longyearbyen,” said Gov. Kjerstin Askholt.

The mother bear, which is marked with a research tracking tag, has visited Isfjorden repeatedly in recent years, and it appears she and her cubs are the bears who visited the area almost exactly a year ago. That visit forced the early cancellation of an archaeological project at the historic Longyear City mining settlement.

The bears may also be the same trio that ransacked a campsite on Aug. 10, forcing the kayakers there to retreat to their boats.

“We had a female polar bear and her two cubs wandering into our camp,” wrote one camper who posted a YouTube video of the encounter. “Fortunately we were just doing the dishes at shore, so we were at about 50m away from them. It took them about an hour to leave, after having searched through our stuff, looking for food.”

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Mark Sabbatini

I'm a professional transient living on a tiny Norwegian island next door to the North Pole, where once a week (or thereabouts) I pollute our extreme and pristine environment with paper fishwrappers decorated with seemingly random letters that would cause a thousand monkeys with a thousand typewriters to die of humiliation. Such is the wisdom one acquires after more than 25 years in the world's second-least-respected occupation, much of it roaming the seven continents in search of jazz, unrecognizable street food and escorts I f****d with by insisting they give me the platonic tours of their cities promised in their ads. But it turns out this tiny group of islands known as Svalbard is my True Love and, generous contributions from you willing, I'll keep littering until they dig my body out when my climate-change-deformed apartment collapses or they exile my penniless ass because I'm not even worthy of washing your dirty dishes.
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