Due to global warming, the snow-covered area of ​​snow-capped mountains will continue to decrease in the future in Glacier National Parks.

In the late 1990s, this situation had just happened and you could still see large areas of snow-capped mountains.

The reason why this place is called the Glacier National Park is that there are many snow-capped mountains covered with snow all year round and have obvious edges.

It happened to be May, after the park was closed for several months, it had just opened to the public. After several months of restoration, the surrounding natural landscape is quite beautiful.

It is not as colorful as Yellowstone Park, but it carries the tranquility and harmony that Yellowstone does not have. It is like a paradise on earth, with small flowers of various colors blooming on the roadside, and there are many types of plants.

Not long after walking, I saw a waterfall flowing down from the valley between the two peaks. The splashing water fell into the clear lake water. You could also see some trout swimming in the lake water.

"Look at the woods over there, why are the trees dead?"

There was unexpectedly a very disharmonious gray in the distance, all of which were wood with only tree trunks left, Old John asked in surprise.

After reading it, Han Xuan replied, "Maybe it was because of the wildfire.

I remember that the TV station reported it last fall and it was extinguished in time."

His father continued, "Let's go and take a look. These places are blocked by grass, and you can't see clearly the traces of prey. There is a wide view there..."

Since entering Glacier National Park, they have not shot a single shot.

Halfway through the way, I met several young Canadian hunters coming towards me.

Most of the other party were young people in their teenagers who did not use guns, but bows and arrows. They were probably hunting enthusiasts in a club with a unified logo on their chests.

When they saw the Han family, they were very happy and shook hands and greeted each other with a very respectful attitude.

The old man asked with a smile: "How is the harvest? Have you hunted the prey?"

"It's not bad. I hunted a bighorn sheep in the morning and was sent back to the camp by us.

I just came out and hunted three pheasants. Now I am going back and I can’t finish eating more.”

Among the other people, a white young man about eighteen or nineteen years old with freckles on his face said with a smile:

"If you want to hunt, you can go west. There are a large number of prey there, and there is a group of bighorn sheep that has not left."

"The license we obtained can only hunt male wild boars, not bighorn sheep. Do you know where there are wild boars?"

Hearing Han Xuan’s inquiry, the other party frowned and thought for a while, shook his head and replied, “I have never seen wild boars, they have relatively fewer numbers in the Glacier National Park.

If you want to stay here for a long time, maybe you can try it out at Lake Waterton…”

Afterwards, at the other party's request, they took a group photo together and continued on the road.

Although this is a small road, there are many tourists, and the number of prey is not large. At this moment, Han Xuan saw a hare eating grass and was about to shoot. Suddenly, he found that there were several gray rabbits following it, so he let it go.

I went straight into the woods that were burned by fire, and the ground was very soft, leaving many animal trails.

I also accidentally encountered the corpse of a big-horned sheep. It was almost eroded by microorganisms. The head with funny big-horned horns is not only very large, but also very complete.

It felt like it could be placed in the room as a decoration, Han Xuan asked Gabriel to bring it with him and prepared to find a lake to wash it.

Gabriel grabbed the horn with one hand, pulled hard, twisting the entire head off

"Hey!

Wait a minute, there is a colorful pheasant there!"

Old John shouted suddenly in a low voice, with a little excitement.

They were not very lucky today, and they did not encounter much prey on the edge of the glacier park.

"Dad, come and try it?"

Han Qianshan often hunts. The reason why he came today was mainly to accompany his old man. He saw this good opportunity for his father.

When the old man heard this, he picked up the hunting gun and loaded the bullets.

He lowered his body and approached quietly, slowly raised his gun and aimed at it. The first shot he fired hit the pheasant.

There are only about fifteen meters between the two, and with a shotgun, it has a large lethality range, so it would be strange if it doesn't hit.

The old man was proud, and his personal bodyguard Lopez trotted to pick up the colorful pheasant, and carried it and said, "It's almost dark."

Maybe we should keep it as food and take out the bullets in our bodies, but it's a little trouble."

“Then keep it.

Let's look for it again, where is a pheasant enough to eat..."

In the evening, the number of animals infested becomes more common.

There were three hares and five pheasants, one of which was Han Xuan's prey.

Winnie, Obama, and Black Panthers have no chance to take action today, and act as "radars" and use their keen sense of smell to help find prey.

When the sun was about to set, I found a place to start building a tent.

There were many people here this time, and the division of labor was very fast. I finished all of them just before dark, so I lit charcoal to prepare for the barbecue.

I don’t know if it was Han Xuan and the others who were unlucky, or the black smuggler named Odi, who was unlucky, and the two sides met.

As soon as Odi walked out of the woods, many big men were looking at him vigilantly, and their eyes glanced at Han Xuan and others, with a slightly surprised expression.

He raised his hands to show harmlessness and said with a smile: "I am a tourist from Canada."

I happened to see you burning fire here. Can you let me stay for one night? I can leave the gun to you for safekeeping."

Han Qianshan didn't worry too much, and waved his hand with a smile: "Come here, the temperature is starting to get lower, and I'm still carrying whiskey.

These rabbits are about to get ripe, you are lucky, man..."

Lopez's bodyguard took out a revolver from behind Oddy's waist and patted him, indicating that he could go over.

After Odi took off his bag, he came to the fire and sat cross-legged, and placed his backpack next to him.

He was also a drunkard. When he saw the whiskey he was holding in Han Qianshan, his eyes lit up and he swallowed his words of anti-rejection into his stomach.

Odi didn't see it. A big stupid bear lying on the grass was blinking his little eyes, his black flesh nose moved, and he smelled the familiar smell again. He was quite curious about what it was.

I have to say that Odi is very brave as a professional smuggler.

But this is also impossible. There will be ferocious beasts appearing in Glacier National Park at night, and the inspection team will occasionally raid the tourists' luggage.

I happened to meet Han Xuan and the others. I believe that no guardian would come to check these people. The most dangerous and safest places are not only Chinese people.

There were dark clouds in the sky tonight, but it was not raining in good luck.

They have to get up early tomorrow and will rush a lot of roads. Han Xuan and the others will go to bed early in order to preserve their strength.

Winnie and Obama muttered something in a low voice, not knowing how they understood each other's language. In the middle of the night, the brown bear of Kodiak quietly came to the outside of the tent where Odi lived.

Use two claws to clamp the zipper, hang your tongue around your mouth, looking very serious, and whispered and opened the zipper a little bit.
Chapter completed!