The Bear and the Hill

There was a bear. He came to a hill. He wanted to know what was on the other side of the hill. He climbed it, and what did he see? Another hill. He wanted to know what was on the other side of that hill. So he climbed it, and what did he see? Another hill. Etc.

Does anyone else remember a children's story along these lines?

Why didn't he walk in a direction where there weren't any hills? Why didn't he concentrate on doing something besides climbing hills? Curiosity, I suppose. Some kind of motivation. I guess I admire him. He must have had some kind of plan.

This view is from Charles Plimmer Reserve on Mt Victoria, up towards the crest of the hill.