摘要：It’s 5:15 on a June morning when four Rocky Mountain elkstep casually in front of our van. Their thick necks jutforward, elongating then contracting, as they move singlefile across the rocky dirt road and back into the forest.We pause to watch but only for a moment. Impressivethough they are, we are on a mission to see a wolf, and iflast night is any indication, it just might happen.
