It was the summer of 1996 when William Young — an Alaskan fond of wilderness and solitude — survived an attack by a brown bear.
That afternoon we overlooked bear scat and moved quietly through brushy terrain. We carried one bear spray between the two of us, and I secured it to my pack in a way that made it hard to get to.
Emma Farnsworth and her boyfriend woke to the sound of their tent tearing. The first thing she saw was an eye.
UAA’s assistant athletics director ended up hopping on his bike and leading marathon runners around a black bear sow.