Given the time and season, I was quite possibly the only human being in the upper portion of the canyon. As I jogged past Cottonwood campground, a primal instinct stopped me dead in my tracks. Though I saw nothing, an inexplicable, extrasensory feeling told me I was being watched. That thunderstorm and those eyes watching me conveyed a powerful message — one that all outdoorspeople need to hear from time to time:
“Tread carefully. You are no match for nature.”
The above is an excerpt from this week’s Tooele Transcript Bulletin article. Click on over to read the full story.