In Montana, at the Headwaters of the Missouri River, sits a few acres of land set foot on by most every well-known explorer of the nineteenth century. The surrounding Gallatin Valley and Jefferson River saw fierce battles between the Crow and Blackfeet Tribes, lone white man fighting to the death, and one surviving. The land created accounts of legendary men and women, both Indian and white. In 1840, caught in the grip of a hundred year old Indian curse, four of Ken Rollins friends died a horrible death at the place the Indians call, “where the rivers come together,” the Missouri Headwaters. Rollins, by luck and a well-placed shot, escaped out onto the plain, understanding that to survive the wilderness, he’d have to return before nightfall to gather his gear, not knowing he’d face the terror again in twenty years.