They Left a Wildlife Officer Tied to a Pine-But the Grizzly Reached for the Rope Instead of His Throat

came back in shallow sips because somebody had tied me too tightly to breathe any other way.

For several seconds, I understood only pieces. Cold bark against the back of my skull. Blood dried hard behind my left ear.

The orange climbing rope crossed my chest, waist, thighs, and ankles. My right hand had gone numb; my left wrist burned whenever I tried continue reading …