July 9, 1931 – Inuvik, Canada
When local authorities spoke to him, he said his name was “Albert Johnson” but refused to share anything else about himself. He later built a small cabin near the Rat River and started living there alone.
Not long after, other local hunters accused him of messing with their traps. So on December 26, 1931, two police officers went to his cabin to question him.
But Johnson didn’t talk or cooperate. He stayed inside and ignored them, so the officers came back five days later with a legal warrant.
Again, Johnson refused to let them in. When one of the officers, named King, tried to force open the door, Johnson suddenly shot him with a rifle.
The police were shocked and pulled back. They later returned with a group of nine officers and decided to blow up the cabin to end the standoff.
But even after the explosion, Johnson had taken cover in the ruins and kept shooting.
What followed was a long, tense standoff that lasted 15 hours in terrible conditions—a heavy snowstorm and freezing temperatures of -40°C.
The police had no choice but to retreat. Because of the storm, they couldn’t return to the area until January 14. When they did, Johnson was gone.
A massive manhunt began. On January 30, they found him again and tried to catch him, but Johnson shot and killed one officer, named Miller, and escaped once more.
The police then blocked all the roads through the Richardson Mountains, thinking he was trying to reach the Yukon. But Johnson climbed over a 2,100-meter mountain peak and disappeared again.
Now desperate, the Canadian police asked for help from airplanes to search from the air.
Finally, on February 17, they found Johnson again near the Eagle River. Another gunfight broke out. Johnson injured one more officer, but this time he was shot in the pelvis. He died shortly after.
After his death, the police were amazed at how far he had traveled—about 137 kilometers in 33 days. He had survived in extreme cold, burning up to 10,000 calories a day, living off the land with a shorter leg and a twisted spine, as found in his autopsy.
The name “Albert Johnson” turned out to be fake. The police took photos of him and shared them across Canada and the U.S., hoping someone would recognize him. But no one ever did, and to this day, no one knows who the man really was.

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