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Chelsea Van Thof, Summer Intern
“Here,” Jeremy gestured towards me with the maul in his hand. “I don’t think I’ll need to swing an axe in vet school,” I said. “It’s not an axe, it’s a maul,” He said, handing it to me. Taking it, I looked down at the horse lying before me.
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JOURNAL ENTRY
Keith Doerfler, Summer Intern
Tent time. A Ramen filled belly. I pull wet boots off of tired and soggy feet with the aid of kerosene flames that seem to be dancing to the music playing from my headphones. Steve Earle is singing Me and the Eagle.
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Jenna Miller
, Summer Intern
I’m writing the first draft of this by the very last light of the day, so faint that I can just make out my ink on the paper.
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Jerry Heath, Summer Intern
Driving cross-country from metro-Detroit to Winchester, Idaho was an experience filled with anticipation and curiosity. It rained throughout most of the drive, and I guess that was a sign, as it continued to rain almost constantly for the first three weeks in camp.
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Katelynn Karch, Summer Intern
Night at wolf camp is the most peaceful time of day. Walking back to your tent after a long hot day with a flashlight in hand and only the crunch of gravel disturbing the silence.
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JOURNAL ENTRY
Olivia Hanson, Summer Intern
Every day at camp offers a new experience. Here we get to live with wildlife, seeing everything, not just the creepy crawly or the cute and cuddly, but the whole spectrum of life.
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Alex Ridyard, Summer Intern
I came to wolf camp unknowing of what the next three months would hold for me.
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BITTERSWEET NOSTALGIA
Lindsay Rasmovich, Winter/Spring 2009 Intern
Time flies at Wolf Camp. This is one of the conclusions a previous intern and I came to during one of our light-hearted conversations over an easily prepared dinner in the cookshed.
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ENTRY 6
Brittany Moe, Fall 2008 Intern
As I am heading back to my tent for the night listening to the still night air, all around me are the calls of the local coyote packs, and the occasional bark of a town dog.
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ENTRY 4
Chiji Ochiagha, Summer 2007 Intern
"Wolves are not vegetarians, and neither are most of you." That got a laugh out of the kids I was teaching about wolves and set a good mood for the rest of my time as an instructor for the Wilderness Awareness School through the Wolf Education & Research Center.
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ENTRY 3
Chris Smith, Summer 2007 Intern
Recently in camp, most of the drama in the animal world has centered on raising young. As most parents know, this can be a time of great play, worry, constant harassment, and sometimes loss.
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ENTRY 2
J Heft, Wildlife Biologist
Spring is a time of birth and ample life around the territory of the Sawtooth Pack: Wolves of the Nez Perce and the adjacent Wolf Camp.
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SILENT NIGHT
Leah Kramer, Winter 2008 Intern
Night fell hours ago on the home of the Sawtooth Pack: Wolves of the Nez Perce, and camp is quiet other than the wind through the Ponderosa and the crackle of my wood stove starting to heat my walled tent.
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This area is devoted to the memoirs of those dedicated, and slightly crazy, individuals who live in Wolf Camp. A rustic setting devoid of electricity, plumbing, and phone service, camp is located just outside the pack's enclosure and residents live in tents year round. The Wolf Center's resident biologist and typically 2-4 interns inhabit the remote camp to ensure the welfare and security of the pack every day and night, regardless of the weather or danger. Such a life provides a deep insight into the pack's life and essentially causes the Wolf Camp residents to live in harmony with the other forest inhabitants. Life in Wolf Camp is nothing less than an adventure. These are our words. 