Рет қаралды 24,253
View pictures and Support us at Patreon
www.patreon.com/user?u=73787379
Related Videos:
Connect with Addicus:
Find us on Twitter at ScaryBearAttax
Connect on TikTok with us at scarybearattacks
Connect on Instagram with us at ScaryBearAttack
Check out our Merch Store
scarybearattacks.myshopify.com/
Welcome back to Scary Bear Attacks! Today’s episode takes us to Big Creek, in Denali National Park in Alaska. This area should sound familiar to you, if you regularly watch our episodes. Napier Shelton, James McGowan and Jack Reed were each parties to a grizzly bear attack in this area. I have linked to each of these episodes in the video article below if you would like to review those episodes following this one. Each of their attacks have interesting and educational videos on our channel. Big Creek flows north-east from the north slope of Igloo Mountain, into Igloo Creek, which flows into the Teklanika River. This watershed is a somewhat remote system that is over 11 miles long and offers visitors solitude and scenery found very rarely elsewhere. Big Creek averages 2388 feet high in elevation and is mountainous. The hillsides here are covered in alder and willow brush that is generally less than ten feet high. Brush here grows so closely together that a natural hedge is formed, forcing animals to tread well-worn paths in between. In the creek bottoms, birch and aspen trees rise, adding to the palette of color with which, mother nature paints her masterpieces each season. Common animals here include moose, caribou, and Dall Sheep and can be viewed grazing their way across slopes and crags alike. Predators in this area include foxes, wolves, as well as black bears and brown bears.
On the evening of July 23rd, 1973, 24 year old Mark Carey, and 26 year old Roger Pearson were trekking through Big Creek. At this time, grizzly familiarity and awareness was in its infancy. In the decades following this incident, a series of basic guidelines would be established to aid in avoiding confrontations with grizzly bears. The last thing a backcountry camper wants to do is surprise a bear or accidentally walk upon a food cache they may be guarding.
After a long day of hiking and a fair amount of bushwhacking through dense brush, Mark and Roger had arrived at a promising camping site. The young men were open air camping, which means they were not utilizing the shelter of a tent or bivouac. Some people may know this as cowboy camping, as it involves laying in your bed beneath the stars, like the cowboys did in prior era’s. Basking in the glory of the heavens as they sleep appeals to some, even more than the apparent safety a tent offers.
The campers had laid out a ground cloth beneath their bedrolls to prevent moisture from wicking to their sleeping bags from the damp soil. It isn’t indicated in my sources whether the men started a campfire, nor if they had a firearm with them, so it assumed that they had neither.
After a long day's hike, their sleeping bags must have been a comforting reprieve from the brush and rigors of the hike. The men relaxed beneath the expanse of the stars and galaxies spread before them, interrupted only by the black silhouettes of mountains and trees.
Just before midnight, the men were abruptly awakened from sleep by rustling in the bushes next to their campsite. The surrounding brush closed in on their location and prevented them from seeing very far into the cover. As they gazed toward the rustling, a sow grizzly suddenly emerged from cover and charged up to the edge of their ground cloth. She was chuffing and swatting the ground with her paws, sending sticks and dirt flying in an intimidating demonstration of power. Just as quickly as she had appeared, she turned tail and disappeared back into the brush.
While searching the bushes with their flashlights, the men could see a total of six eyes glowing back toward them from only a few yards away. They could see the outline of what appeared to be a larger bear, with two bears about half the size of the other. This was clearly a sow with two cubs from the prior year. The cubs would likely have weighed well over 100 pounds after a few years with their mother. The proximity of three grizzlies to the men's campsite was not the best case scenario, and their safety was immediately in question.
As soon as the flashlight illuminated the bears, the sow charged back toward Roger and Mark. She flashed through the brush, and it whipped in submission to her power. Once again, she ran up to the edge of their ground cloth and swiped her paws at the ground and chuffed her displeasure to their presence on her turf.
Concern for the safety of her cubs drew her back in their direction after a few seconds. The men knew that she meant business, but really had no options but to stay quiet and still. They hoped she would realize they were no threat to her and her cubs, despite taking her by surprise with their campsite.