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I've got one story in this video. I hope you enjoyed it. It should have an impact on you.

It should make you think and it should make you a little bit scared. I thought it was awesome. Let's jump into the story. All right, here we go.

All right, here's an email from, uh, well, they don't really say whether to use their names or not, but I won't. I think they mentioned the names in the story. So you'll, you'll probably get it. And if you hear some background noise, that's my air conditioner. It, it is 100 degrees here today. And I'm going to keep it running.

Here's what these folks, uh, man, it's a husband and wife. They put together this story and I thought it was great. Here's what they say. My wife and I are originally from Cincinnati. However, for the past 30 years, we've traveled all over North America with our camper and boat, enjoyed the beauty and the bounty of this beautiful continent.

We always make it back to Cincinnati for the holidays with our children and grandchildren, but the rest of the year, we spend on the road.

In 1999, we were in a community in Alaska where we like to salmon fish and to hunt caribou. We always gave 99% of our cats along with two caribou that we took their wants to the locals.

The meat was more than we could eat and the indigenous people appreciated the extra food. It earned us some lifelong friendships.

You couldn't imagine our joy when on this year, one of the young tribe members offered to take us to one of his spots to fish, a place where few outsiders have ever been.

It demonstrated his trust in us, which was a great honor.

The site was nothing short of amazing. It was everything our young friend had promised, and the wide stream, nestled between two small mountains and surrounded by woods, was no deeper than our knees.

The water was crystal clear with a sandy bottom and it was teaming with salmon.

Two other members of the tribe were there when we arrived. They recognized us and offered a friendly wave.

Eight large bears were also enjoying the abundant salmon, but our friend told us not to panic.

Don't bother them and they'll leave you alone, he said.

He explained that they too were fishing for salmon and chasing us off would require too much energy. And then he said,

but if they grab one of our fish, just cut the line and start over, or they will go after our catch, just let them have it.

There's plenty more fish out there.

We'd been fishing for two hours and everyone was catching enormous kings, and the bears were having a good day as well.

We were all having a great time when we heard a roar from across the creek.

Two of the other fishermen left. They didn't even gather their catch.

The bears all stopped fishing and ran into the woods away from the sound.

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