Here’s a story you won’t soon forget:
“Once the deer reached the boat, the four began to circle the boat,
looking directly at us. We could tell right away that the young bucks
were distressed. I opened up my back gate and we helped the typically
skittish and absolutely wild animals onto the boat. In all my years fishing, I’ve never seen anything quite like it! Once on board, they collapsed with exhaustion, shivering.”
“This is a picture I took of the rescued bucks on the back of my boat,
the Alaska Quest. We headed for Taku Harbour . Once we reached the dock, the first buck that we had pulled from the water hopped onto the dock, looked back as if to say ‘thank you’and disappeared into the forest.
After a bit of prodding and assistance, two more followed, but the smallest deer needed a little more help.
My daughter, Anna, and son, Tim, helped the last buck to its feet. We
didn’t know how long they had been in the icy waters or if there had been others who did not survive.
My daughter later told me that the experience was something that she would never forget, and I suspect the deer felt the same way as well!”
They all went into the forest, where they were at home, and now safe, thanks for whatever it is that allows one species to suddenly seek and accept the help of another – and find it.