While we were in town to celebrate Independence Day with Beth and Kim, we took Marissa out to Chilkoot River to see some bears. I got talked into it, but I wasn’t hopeful; I find that going to look for bears rarely leads to success.
Sure enough, we drove slowly up the river to Chilkoot Lake, and slowly drove back. People were fishing the river, and someone from Fish & Game manned the weir, sitting patiently with a dip net to catch sample fish as they funneled through. But, as I expected, no bears. Continue reading
