Wolf

I returned on the 23rd from a Backpack trip to Whirlpool Campground with Great Lakes Travel of the Netherlands. We had a great time despite the mosquitoes, and they loved everything... except my coffee... ooops.

We stumbled upon a dying wolf at the end of the trip. After dropping my guests off I tracked the wolf down, who had moved to a more secluded spot. I sat with it for an hour. It was an amazing yet somber experience that I'll never forget. It let me approach as close as I wanted and even wagged its tail when I first approached. This wolf is just plain old, and I think it really wanted the company. It's eyes had lost the golden glow, it was a sad old wolf. When I left, the wolf just laid there, only breathing. I doubt it lasted the night. I returned the next day but it was gone. I wonder if it is still alive.