Where the River Meets Icebergs and Grizzly Bears

Out of the blue, a massive grizzly pulls up to shore. Grizzly bears move at a speed of twenty-seven to thirty-five miles an hour. Panic sets in. There is no way in hell I can out-row a grizz. The guys dig for the guns, Peggy grabs the dogs and I row for dear life. Interwoven sandbars catch the boat. The grizz stands up on his hind feet, raises his paws up to the sky exposing a nine-foot frame and lets out a husky roar that reverberates throughout the wilderness.