I had one of my best Yellowstone moments Sunday night, and I was in my room at the time. While reading, I heard the wolves again and opened my window to hear more clearly. A few of them were singing off to my left when suddenly to my right I heard one answer, so loudly and so clearly that he seemed to be right beside the dorm. I watched a long time expecting to see him but never did. Today a friend told me that a guest had seen the wolf last night, and my friend went to see the tracks this morning across the street by the visitor center.
We had planned a snowshoe walk today which instead turned into a two hour conversation in the cafeteria--another of my best Yellowstone moments. I feel continually amazed and grateful whenever I think of how my life has changed in the past year and a half, and stunned that it seems to keep getting better.
A little snow has been falling here almost every day for the past week or so, and so I took a walk up the hill later today.
I was the first human to walk on the old road since the latest snowfall.
Much more snow has fallen in other parts of the park and I'll be leaving Saturday morning to go see some of it.
The Process of Peer Review
12 hours ago