Black Wolf in the Wilderness
As you read this, I sit in the same area where this black wolf showed up like an apparition one time on our trail camera last year. I shiver in the bone-chilling cold, listen to the pounding silence of the North Woods, gaze at those frost-covered spruce and willows that sparkle pink and blue in the morning sunlight, thank God that I am alive and able to go hunting in an awesome place like this. As I watch for a massive-bodied buck with a thick rack the color of old motor oil, I inevitably wonder, “Where is the black wolf?” (When you sit freezing for 10 straight hours each day in a tiny chair in a tiny ground blind, you [...]