While stationed in Alaska in 1967 my buddy and I decided to take some pictures of the Island game animals. We found a cow and her calf. She put up with us for a while, but when she got tired we thought it was funny. We were both a couple of country boys and were used to animals so we played with her till we tired of the game. My buddy climbed a tree, and I found a cluster of three trees growning close together. I would just step through and she would have to go around.
She finally walked off, and after waiting we started back to base. We were on an island in Cook Inlet so it would have been hard to get lost.
We went west till we got to the cliff face, and then headed south toward the road to base.
Suddenly we heard a noise and that old cow was almost on top of us. We had no choice but to jump off the edge of the cliff. It was about 15 feet to soft dirt and we sunk in to our knees. At that point the cliff face eroded regularly and there was about 80 feet of 1>1 soft dirt. The Military kept ropes thrown over the side so people caught in the 28 ft. tide could climb up and be safe. We had to move along the top of the cliff for a half mile before we got to one.
We were pretty careful when we got to the top, but she must have been satisfied with making us jump over.
JUST A PICKEN AND GRINNEN.
Walt