One summer at Eureka, NU the arctic wolf pups hung out near the end of the airstrip. They had a small mound and borrows to hide in. The rest of the wolf pack would often be out hunting. A babysitter was always present to keep an eye on the four pups. Mom would show up in the distance and howl gathering the pups to meet the rest of the pack. Folks at the station would go and check to see if the pups were around and try get some pictures. We were fortunate that they stayed for so long.
One of the fondest memories I have during my time in the Canadian High Arctic was heading out one evening on my own to see if the pups were around. At first I didn't think they were, but then I spotted a resting babysitter wolf. And as I got closer, sure enough, the pups were there just resting. I slowly approached closer, the babysitter's head popped up looked me over and then popped back down. It seemed like I was given the go ahead to hang around for a while. I sat down on the tundra and watched as the pups got up and started to play right in front of me. It was so calm and peaceful I eventually put my camera down and just enjoyed the moment.
