My fare share of grizzly bears

I recently read that the grizzly bears are out in Yellowstone National Park. There was a time when I would have made that discovery firsthand.

Bears – grizzlies in particular – have always defined the best country to me. There’s nothing like knowing that there’s a critter out there that might stalk and eat you to keep you on your toes.

I used to spend a lot of time each spring in the park, much of it following elk trails in the snow. It wasn’t easy walking. Elk step in the same track in deep snow so their trails appear as single hoof prints regardless of how many of them have passed. Boots, be...