It’s Been Nice Knowing Ya’ – Toss Me the Car Keys!

I didn’t tell the full truth in my last post.  Probably to protect the … well, not exactly innocent.

To tell the full story, I have to go back a dozen years to one of our earliest semi-annual spring and fall trips to Yellowstone.  That fall day we had been hiking without seeing any animals.  This wasn’t unusual for those early visits. We seemed to see more animals from the road than in the backcountry, and sometimes that is still true. 

As we reach the car, two men on trail crew stop us to say that down another nearby trail, a grizzly is at his kill.  I’m sure they mean to keep us away, and who would want to go running toward a grizzly defending his meal ticket through the long Yellowstone winter?  As soon as I hear their words, I know the answer.

My husband would want to go down that trail.  Running.  I try a few dissuasive phrases that sound like “blah, blah, blah” to his ears.  I give up and settle in the car, as he grabs his camera and binoculars and starts to rush back into the woods.  “It’s been nice knowing ya’,” I offer.  Not knowing whether I would see him again, or in what form, I add, “Toss me the car keys.” I am very proud of my presence of mind.

Then I wait.  And wait.  Eventually, my husband returns.  He has indeed come upon the grizzly, grizzly at kill-2000who rises up and growls at him while he takes some photos and a very shaky video.  He is breathing hard but is still in one piece.  Some might describe this behavior in unflattering terms, but others would call this person an optimist.

This same optimist is the one who decided, without much consultation, to plunge ahead into last post’s buffalo herd.  I would have been content to find a way around them – there was plenty of daylight and the weather was cooperative.  But I had no chance, as the plunger turned his back on me, increasing the distance between us with every step.  I had the choice to find my own way around the buffalo, leaving him to his luck with the herd; continue what was proving to be an increasingly loud discussion which might have irritated the animals; or follow along.  I followed.

So there you have it!  Optimist, realist?  It’s been nice knowing ya’!

 

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10 Responses to It’s Been Nice Knowing Ya’ – Toss Me the Car Keys!

  1. segmation says:

    Hi Monica,
    What a story! I wonder if history repeats itself and this will happen your next visit?

    • Monica says:

      Hi Beth, It did, in a good way. One of the most special days of my life was watching a wolf in Yellowstone at his kill. The story is in my book, Wild Wolf Encounters, readable in PDF on the sidebar link – “The Black Wolf with the Blue Face”. I’d love it if you wanted to take a look.

  2. bluebee says:

    If you go to Africa, leave husband at home :-)

  3. Wonderful encounter –I can understand that passion!. Great story, Monica.

    We have Black Bear in our backyards, while many are afraid I always wish for an encounter … :-)

    • Monica says:

      I understand, Carmen – if they’re attracted to food, though, things don’t turn out well for them. State fish and wildlife services…

      • Truly, Monica. This is why beyond my desire to meet them I always whisper “stay away from humans” … as with any other wild neighbour.

      • Monica says:

        Oh yes, Carmen – that push-pull of wishing, hoping, and wanting them safe. I used to pull them in with my thoughts – now I push them away. It sounds like you do the same.

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