LUCKY WILSON IS ON a first-name basis with most of the wildlife in Resurrection Bay.
LUCKY WILSON IS ON a first-name basis with most of the wildlife in Resurrection Bay, from George and Martha, two eagles who have been nesting in a scrag across from Lucky’s helicopter pad at the Seward Airport for twenty years, to Michael, an old goat of the four-legged kind who has chosen a tiny green square of nearly vertical pasture between two snow fields on the fiercely steep slope of a mountain in which to live out his declining years. “We’re about a thousand feet away from him,” Lucky says. “You get any closer you’ll scare them, and if you scare them you’ll change their habits, and that’s bad.” He points out a hole a grizzly bear has dug in the side of a mountain. “He was after a parka squirrel,” Lucky says. “I could walk into that hole standing upright.”
