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

reach it while my left arm was pinned, and the knots around my waist held me several inches short.

Huck bit the rope again. This time I pulled against the loosened knot while he worked the outer strands.

My right hand had enough feeling to be useful and not enough to be graceful. Twice I lost my grip. On the third attempt, the rope around my waist slipped continue reading …