As Tom Therrien and Todd Green half-ran last Sunday through the rugged Beartooth Mountains that divide Wyoming and Montana, they prayed for help. Their friend Brad Johnson had been attacked by grizzly bears, and Therrien and Green fretted he might be dead.
Another friend, Justin Reid, had stayed with Johnson, salving his many puncture wounds, while Therrien and Green backtracked for help through seven miles of wilderness.
This was the third hiking trip the Minnesota men had taken into the Beartooths. Friends through their churches, they came west for the exercise, the fresh air, the mountain vistas, the camaraderie and, perhaps, particularly for the fishing.
Rainbow trout were plentiful in the mountain lakes, where the men also caught cutthroat and brown trout, using flies and spinners.
Therrien, 48, of Corcoran, a business owner, and Green, 49, of Buffalo, a tech company executive, had good reason to pray for help. Along with Johnson, 48, of Plymouth, and Reid, 45, of Medina, they had driven nonstop from the Twin Cities, reaching the Clay Butte Lookout Trailhead about 9 a.m. Sunday.
Stuffed with sleeping bags, tents, clothes and cooking gear, the men's packs weighed a hefty 60 pounds apiece. Yet with palpable anticipation for the five adventurous days that lay ahead, the men swung the provisions onto their backs energetically and began the long, mostly uphill hike toward Granite Lake.
Four hours later, Johnson, an ear, nose and throat physician, was about 100 yards ahead of his companions and out of sight when he was attacked. The elevation was about 9,500 feet and the air was thin. Catching their wind, the men had stopped from time to time to rest, and it was during one of these breaks that Reid, Therrien and Green heard a commotion.
"It was a unique sound," Reid said. "At first we thought it was an eagle or perhaps a hawk. Then we heard a human voice, and we said to one another, 'Did you hear that? Did you hear that?' Whatever it was, it didn't sound good."