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"What is man without the beasts?

If all the beasts were gone, men would die

 from a great loneliness of the spirit.

For whatever happens to the beasts soon happens to man."

~~Chief Seattle~~

 

The Crimson Snow

They arrived in the darkest part of the night and bade me follow.  Was it a dream, was it real, or was it something in between? They were the ones I trust so completely that there were no questions asked - Grey Ghost and Shadow.   I followed  immediately.

We traveled for some time, and then I found myself crawling silently through the snow, to the edge of a small cliff.  What I saw made my stomach turn, my blood run cold, and my heart curl in on itself to deal with the horror.

The sight in the valley was beyond anything I had seen before, anything I could imagine, and pray that I will never again behold.  The pristine snow was soaked with the crimson lifeblood of the pack, spattered for meters around the site of the slaughter.  Their skinned bodies thrown to the side with reckless abandon, to be left for the scavengers.

Man had come by snow machine to this remote location, knowing that the pack must traverse the narrow pass in order to access their spring hunting ground.  The humans  laid in wait, their snow machines silent and hidden at each end of the pass beyond where it was narrow and the sides were steep .

The pack  was weary when they came to the pass - the light was fading, and they had been pushing hard  the entire day.  As they entered the pass, the old silver Alpha became alert to something that was not as it had been when they had last crossed this area.  He was exhausted, and many signs of intrusion that would otherwise have set his hair on end were missed that day.

Suddenly the air exploded with sound!  Snow machines came whizzing from behind the rocks, directly at the pack.  The 12 weary heads snapped up, they turned, and their legs  began to churn snow.  They ran at breakneck speed for the other end of the pass, where they would find safety and places to hide.

Then, directly in front of them, more roaring of machines.  They skidded to a halt, not knowing where to run....  In confusion, they milled around knocking into each other.

Then came the sharp crack of gunfire. Sasha fell first, then Kaylis, and as the old silver male lunged at the closest human, he fell to the snow  - mortally wounded. As his life slowly seeped into the snow, he vowed retribution, somehow.......... And then it was over, as quickly as it had begun.

The humans made short work of their prey, and were on their way in less than an hour.  Grey Ghost, Shadow and I watched  the last part in horror.  When the predators had gone, we sat in the cold snow, raised our heads to the night sky, and howled the Spirits of that pack home to the Great Mystery.

We left that place as the snow began to fall.  It would cover the crimson stains, and come spring, there would be no sign of the holocaust that had taken place that night. But we would not forget.... the 2 spirit wolves and I.  And we would relate the story to those who would listen.  Maybe, just maybe, someone in power would care enough to stop this type of insanity.

Was it a dream, reality, a vision?  Unfortunately it is all too real, all too often.  Man, the ultimate predator, seems determined to make another species extinct.  Only we  who care, can stop the massacre........

 

 

Where have all the wild wolves gone
Long time passing
Where have all the wild wolves gone
Long time ago
Where have all the wild wolves gone
Gone to poachers, everyone
When will they ever learn
When will they ever learn......?

 


Is man really still hunting wolves like this? Follow these links - you be the judge. Notice that many of their clients are proud to include their names. And who are most of those clients?


 

 

CHINCHAGA RIVER HUNT

My Alaska Winter Wolf Hunting

Fox Lake Outfitters - gone when we last looked!

Russian Hunting Agency

Far North Outfitters

Trophy Big Game Hunting

Bredeson Guiding & Outfitting

 

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