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My name is Gear Bear (and for the record, "Gear" rhymes with "Bear"). I am a small, brown bear who has had the opportunity and pleasure of great travel, and these are my stories.
I am a very lucky bear for so many reasons. I get to travel just about everywhere my friends and family go-but sometimes they get so excited about being someplace new that they leave me behind, forget me, or lose me. I've even been bearnapped! But no matter what happens, I am always ready for a new adventure.
I have a lot of miles under my belt and many stamps in my passport. I've traveled on a canoe down the Wisconsin River-through a nude beach, no less-on the back of a motorcycle to the Sturgis Bike Rally, and on the back of a horse through the Ozark Mountains. I've even had a ghost encounter at a local establishment and a search-and-rescue mission with the help of a US Marshal!
I've traveled by plane, train, and automobile, and more. It seems that no matter where I go or what I do, trouble and adventure seem to follow.
IT had been snowing hard for twenty-four hours at Dead Man's Gulch. Beginning with a few feathery particles, they had steadily increased in number until the biting air was filled with billions of snowflakes, which whirled and eddied in the gale that howled through the gorges and canons of the Sierras. It was still snowing with no sign of cessation, and the blizzard blanketed the earth to the depth of several feet, filling up the treacherous hollows, caverns and abysses and making travel almost impossible for man or animal. The shanties of the miners in Dead Man's Gulch were just eleven in number. They were strung along the eastern side of the gorge and at an altitude of two or three hundred feet from the bed of the pass or canon. The site protruded in the form of a table-land, offering a secure foundation for the structures, which were thus elevated sufficiently to be beyond reach of the terrific torrents that sometimes rushed through the ravine during the melting of the snow in the spring, or after one of those fierce cloud-bursts that give scarcely a minute's warning of their coming."
This title is part of Bug Club, the first whole-school reading programme that joins books with an online reading world to teach today's children to read. This title is suitable for ages 7-8 (Brown level).
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