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Canis lupus

We’d stopped along Yellowstone Lake to catch a spectacular sunset paint the mountains in the distance a fiery shade of blush. A minute after getting back in the car, a wolf trotted down the road, and right past the car. …

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A Wild Welcome to Yellowstone

We’d just driven through the eastern park gates, armed with a map of Yellowstone and a hat tip from the attending ranger. A moment later, along the road that hugged the mountain, ambled a bison. A real one. Shaggy hide, …