......we did not find any caribou, so we turned the boat around and headed back down the river to retrieve the moose we had killed and hung up to cool earlier that morning.
As we came around the bend we saw a huge bear with half of the rib cage section in his mouth heading into the brush.
We quickly landed the boat on the shore. I was told to stay by the boat and protect the other hunters backs. At the time I did not know what they meant.
The other four hunters quickly entered the brush, tracking the bear as they went.
I could hear and follow their direction of travel by all the noise they were making.
It became very quiet, except for the sound of the river behind me. Then all at once I heard the other hunters yelling and shouting. Then it became quiet again.
My heart was pounding, and I was actually breathing very rapidly. What was going on........
Just a few sentences from Alaskan Adventure:Stories of our Bush Teaching Experience. You van find it http://www.mccainadventures.com/.
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