As I recall, she was running with a head set on, listening to music...
In her own little world, oblivious to her suroundings...Condition White...And apparently also defenseless...
Taking no pleasure in it, if so, that alone rather supports the point I was making...
My infantry unit moved around on foot in the central Alaska bush, and every ground movement included several of us carrying high-powered scoped bolt guns...For close encounters of the critter kind...Can’t imagine doing otherwise...
As I remember things, the moose were actually our main concern...But brown bears and wolves were also abundant...Fortunately, my only visuals of either were from a Huey...