Usually, the bears would come to greet him within a day or two of his arrival, sniffing his scent in the air, nuzzling his footprints and then making contact.|This year, there was nothing. But there were fierce snowstorms and he thought they might be keeping the bears away. He travelled far and wide, looking for any sign of the bears he knew. —Alanna Mitchell —Bear Slaughter Ends Wilderness Research (Globe and Mail)
The original title of this article was “Brutal tragedy ends storied tale,” which I think is pretty lame. At least the Globe and Mail didn’t go for any “grisly grizzly” wordplay.
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