The Mysterious Skier in the Talkeetna Mountains
I went back outside and reconnoitered, soon identifying the skier’s tracks leading away from the cabin. They led off toward the high country, and I decided to follow.
I kept to his tracks for about half a day when I saw a skier coming downhill towards me…I didn’t have long to wait before he skied down this little hill, hit the flats, and started using his poles to go up. When he was fifteen feet away from me, I called out…He saw my rifle and the way I had positioned it at the ready. He also had a rifle.
Hijack ‘n the Bears
July 23, 2007
This was the day my Jack Russel pup, Hijack, met his first grizzly.