My dad is on a month long sabbatical driving around the wild west. He just sent me this email:
I woke up to the sound of wolves howling the other morning. Then I took a picture of what I thought was a wolf done by Old Faithful, but that turned out to be a coyote. But, still, it was walking along about 100 ft from me.
This morning I woke up to the sound of a bison grazing 2 ft from my head outside the tent. There are bison and elk everywhere. There are three elk that seem to have taken up permanent residence in the camp.
This evening as I was returning to camp, a big black wolf crossed in front of my car and headed up the hill. He was gone before I could take a picture. No coyote or dog this time, definitely wolf. Big black huge wolf. About twice the size of that coyote. About a mile from my tent.
So, I think I’ll be moving on tomorrow.
(I love this too much and can’t wait to see the pcitures!)
