Thanks to the Plummers family we dodged a bullet that for most of us was not even on our radar.

https://archive.macleans.ca/article/1964/10/17/how-wealthy-sportsmen-are-plundering-our-last-frontier?fbclid=IwAR1QH-IsuFIKBIfWabQ8jY1Iu1_wWfGfH4nO7HXA1ka8KXVgYT4d0XZp3Q0 

Before getting into the nuts and bolts of my review, I’d first like to pose a question.

This “Bear Tale” comes to us courtesy of the Plummer family. The "old stove" is currently on display, together with the narrative to follow, at Great Bear Lake Lodge.

Chances are, that if you have taken one of the side trips for Arctic Char offered by many of the lodges that have, and at least in one instance, continue to operate on Great Bear Lake, you would have been flown to the Tree, Coppermine or Kugaryuak Rivers.

I first met Hartley Marsh during my initial trip to Branson’s Lodge in the late 1970’s.

While it has always been my intention to write this story one day, recent events have given me cause to fast track it to the top of my "to write" list.