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sat in front on the passenger side, camera pointed out the
window. Toni sat behind him, the earphones on, holding
the shotgun mic out her window. Buck sat beside her and
Dad next to him. The bears never even glanced toward
the truck.
“It’s not that they’re used to people,” Craig informed
them. “They really just don’t give a darn. They’re at the
top of the food chain and they know it. With no hunting
in Denali, they have nothing to worry about, and right
now all they’re thinking about is filling their bellies before
winter. They’ll be on a feeding frenzy from now until they
hibernate.”
As Shoop shot the bears eating, Toni pointed to the
earphones and gave a thumbs-up to indicate she was
getting good sound. The sow and the cubs were side by
side. They walked parallel to the road as they ate, but the
dark cub turned and wandered toward the truck. Shoop
kept the camera pointed at the cub. Buck thought if the
cub didn’t look up soon, it would walk right into the side
of the truck. The sow lifted her head and looked toward
the cub. Suddenly the sow sprang up on her hind legs and
