I was sitting at this lunch fire spot half asleep when I heard footsteps in the snow quite close. As I looked towards the lake, I saw a streaking flash of black bear running on the ice surface. I was curious if he had approached me from inland so I circled around the spot but could only find tracks on the lake. He had walked towards me on the lake with the wind in my favour towards me. When he realized I was there he turned and ran back on the lake and then into the bush. It was not the closest a bear has approached me, but it is always a bit unnerving.