Some kids grow up loving horses. Others, apparently, grow up loving wolves. E.B. Bartels is one of those kids—now fully grown, married to a partner who shares her love for all things lupine, and on her way to Yellowstone to see her beloved creatures in the flesh. A charming journey to the root of one’s obsession.
They were so human, yet otherworldly — at least to me. I grew up in Massachusetts, which hadn’t seen wolves for over a century by the time I was in fourth grade. Reading about their size (the largest member of the Canidae family), speed (they can run up to 40 miles per hour), skills (a howl can travel nine miles), and power (wolves have a bite force of 400 pounds per square inch) — I was in awe. My perception of wolves might have been different if I grew up on a ranch in Montana, but wolves were like dragons and unicorns. Seeing a wolf in the wild would be like catching a glimpse of Nessie in Scotland. Only after reading about how McIntyre helps tourists spot Yellowstone wolves, I realized that this was something possible to do.
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