Originally Posted by Shag
Couldn't begin to imagine the rush.....

It is not always a rush, super sucks when you have seven brown bears in camp at the same time. Or having a large male brown bear on top of you. Or having them run over you as you fire your shot. Or when they are watching you process a moose, and you can't run them off, sometimes they will even just lay down, with head up, watching and waiting. Or when they sleep right outside your cabin door for three nights, and for three days they follow you everywhere you go, always staying about fifty yards back of you. That would have been a rush, other then the nearest other human was 40 to 60 miles away. It is a rush when you look over from reading your book and one is standing erect looking at you with their nose so close to the cabin window that it is fogging it up with each exhale.


ALASKA is a "HARD COUNTRY for OLDMEN". (But if you live it wide'ass open, balls'to the wall, the pedal floored, full throttle, it is a delightful place, to finally just sit-back and savor those memories while sipping Tequila).