I was hoping that they would just decide I wasn’t anything exciting and then leave. Which is what I wanted to do. Maybe if I unlace my boot I would be able to pull my foot out. Then I could retrieve my boot easily. So I started. The smaller wolf had sat down. The larger wolf was gone. Not nice. By the time I got my boot unlaced the big fella had gone around to my right side. Looking at me. And he was closer now. Maybe just trying to figure out what I was. I wiggled my foot as much as I could and finally out it came. Great, my sock had come off. I hate when that happens. And a bare foot in snow is not very exciting either.
I quickly pulled my boot out from the rocks, pulled my sock out of my boot and put my sock on. By this time my foot was wet and cold. I put my boot on and, great, there’s snow in my boot. Now my foot is very wet and cold. The wolves had both disappeared by this time. That was a relief. But…now, my snowshoe is broken. Now I will have to walk through that deep snow. And my ankle, knee and side were now paining quite badly. But I headed for an area with more tree cover where there should be less snow. I looked all around. No sign of the wolves. Fantastic! Now I just had to figure out the fastest way back to one of my trails, then it would be easier walking.
It was still snowing. Must be 4 inches (10cm) of new snow by now. I got that feeling again. I looked around. Sure enough, that big wolf was following me again. I wonder where the other wolf is hiding? Oh, there she is, in front of me. I decided to change direction. At least it was easier walking through the trees. Finally, there is one of my trails. I was getting kind of tired by this point. But I didn’t really want to stop and rest. But the wolves decided to leave, which was a relief. I kept on walking, but after walking through all that snow earlier, my knee was really throbbing. That meant I had to slow down a bit. I even stopped to rest for a while now that the wolves were gone.
Then after about twenty minutes I spotted them again! They were both ahead of me. And standing on my trail. That’s not nice. I was too tired and sore to do anything else, so I kept on walking. They just stood there, not moving, looking at me. I kept on walking. Like I didn’t see them. They didn’t move, one was now sitting, the big one was standing. I was maybe 30 feet away now. What if they don’t move? Then suddenly they took off running to the side. I never saw them anymore after that. Maybe they figured I wasn’t worth eating after all.
I hope you enjoyed this adventure, have a wonderful day and God bless!
Steve and Muffin.
© 2020 Steve McLeod.