Back in a 2010 issue of Field & Stream, I did a profile of an Alaskan trapper, Marty Meierotto, who is now a mainstay of the History Channel's Mountain Men. I've only watched the show a few times and never all the way through. It's too painful. The Marty I met was down-to-earth, incredibly competent, and averse to drama. When you're 150 miles into the bush, you do things slowly, deliberately, methodically. Drama is the last thing you want. Drama is what gets you killed. The Marty I saw on TV couldn't stop talking about all the dangers he was facing as he flew his plane toward his trapping grounds. It's a flight he has made hundreds of times without incident. In the flight sequence on TV, however, the mountains are a deadly obstacle, threatening to tear apart his small plane. Marty plays up the danger, saying how he has to fly so close to the walls of a valley, how it's impossible to turn around, how the downdrafts could suck the plane right out of the sky. "I'm starting to get freaked out!" he declares just before we break for a commercial. The guy I met would never have freaked out. He would have calmly found a way to deal with any problem and then set about solving it.