The Frozen Toe Guide to Real Alaskan Livin' by Brookelyn Bellinger

Author:Brookelyn Bellinger
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sasquatch Books
Published: 2010-07-27T16:00:00+00:00

On the last day of bow moose season, back in the late ’80s, Tony Letuligasenoa and three friends got up early to descend upon Creamer’s Field, an old dairy located in the heart of Fairbanks. This land supported a healthy population of moose, and back then no special permits were needed to hunt there.

Late that evening one of the men, Al Pavard, shot a moose. Al saw the arrow go all the way in, and though it was a good shot, they could not find the moose. Darkness was closing in.

The four men taped off the area where Al had shot the moose and decided to start again early the next morning when the daylight returned. This presented a problem, though, since bow season effectively ended at midnight that night. They decided to call Fish and Game to make sure they could return for the meat. Fish and Game officials gave their go-ahead, and the four men started out first thing in the morning.

It was decided that Tony and Terry Cox would search on the ground, while Al, a pilot, and Mike Alkana, another friend, would search for the moose from the air in Al’s Cessna 150. Tony said the plane was soon in view, and he waved at them in recognition. Before long, Tony and Terry decided to fan out and were soon out of sight of each other.

The men continued their search while the plane circled overhead, with a jovial Tony waving enthusiastically every time he saw it. What he didn’t know was that Terry had found the moose and the men in the plane were trying to get Tony’s attention. Terry had approached within 10 yards of the moose before it stood up like it had never been hit and charged him. Terry took two steps back before getting hit and fell to the ground with the angry moose just above him.

In one daring move, Terry grabbed the moose’s antlers as it came down to gore him. The moose quickly scooped him up with his nose while Terry grabbed hold of the other antler with his free hand. He was now straddling the moose’s nose and was hanging on for all he was worth, screaming for Tony at the top of his lungs.

At last, Tony heard the screams. His first thought was that Terry had walked into a trap or had run into a bear. He said he’d never heard a scream like that—it was the scream of someone in serious trouble. “It sounded like a man dying,” Tony said.

All Tony had on him was his machete. With forearms the size of small trees and standing 5 feet 10 inches and a sturdy 300 pounds, Tony must have made quite an impression with the machete at his side. His Samoan heritage made carrying a machete not unusual, although the others teased him for it. Neither Terry nor Tony had any other weapons with them.

When Terry came into view, Tony couldn’t believe what he was seeing. There was

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