The wolf was in hot pursuit as it charged after the cow caribou, both animals throwing dust as they bounded up the dry bar of the Teklanika River. We were quickly drawn to the edge of the observation area, hoping for a glimpse of one of nature’s most necessary but seldom-seen acts: the ending of one hard fought life to enable the continuation of another. What ensued was only a couple of minutes long, but created vivid memories for those who were there to witness the kill. Both animals were exhausted, but the gaining wolf left the caribou no room for error. After a few final efforts to ward off the wolf, the caribou was taken down, and, in an instant, the battle was over. The wolf stood over it’s prey, panting, and we stared, awestruck, teary-eyed, and humbled—a few of the many emotions that welled to the surface. The morning of August 26th, 2011 was spectacular, and reminds us of the tremendous opportunity we have to observe the truly wild in Denali National Park. —Anne Beaulaurier
Illustrations by William D. Berry and Amanda P. Devine
P.O. Box 67
Denali National Park, AK 99755
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Denali is what America was; it’s the old and new, the real and ideal, the wild earth working itself into us on days stormy and calm, brutal and beautiful, unforgiving and blessed. It’s where we came from, long before agriculture, television and designer coffee, before our goofball ideas of having dominion over all living things, before our modern, paradoxical definitions of progress and prosperity, and too much stuff; it’s the lean, mean, primal place buried in our bones no matter how much we might deny it, no matter how fancy our homes, how busy our routines, how cherished our myths. Denali resides in each of us as the deep quiet, the profound moment, the childhood lost and found again, the open space and rare chance to be observant, truly alive.