CHAPTER XVII 
ECHO MOUNTAIN GRIZZLY 
GRIZZLY bear’s tracks that I came upon 
A had the right forefoot print missing. 
The trail of this three-legged bear was 
followed by the tracks of two cubs—strangely 
like those of barefooted children—clearly im- 
pressed in the snow. These tracks were only 
a few hours old. 
Hoping to learn where this mother grizzly 
and her cubs came from I back-tracked through 
the November snows in a dense forest for about 
twenty miles. This trail came out of a lake- 
dotted wooded basin lying high up between 
Berthoud Pass and James Peak on the western 
slope of the Continental Divide. The three- 
legged mother grizzly was leaving the basin, 
evidently bound for a definite, far-off place. 
Her tracks did not wander; there had been no 
waste of energy. A crippled bear with two cub 
children and the ever-possible hunter in. mind 
has enough to make her serious and definite. 
But the care-free cubs, judging from their 
tracks, had raced and romped, true to their 
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