Ever seen a bear in winter? On a glacial slope of the Făgăraș Mountains, a brown bear detonates the silence, sprinting downhill like a bad idea that finally found courage. Snow explodes under his weight, powder flying like broken china at a wedding nobody planned. This isn’t folklore or a tourism slogan—this is Romania stripped to sinew, where winter isn’t decorative and the mountains don’t perform for anyone holding a camera. The Făgăraș range crowns the Southern Carpathians, sheltering one of