An alarm clock was not needed to wake us up this morning. Carl nudged me and whispered, "There's a wolf outside the tent." Sure enough, I could see just his big paws prowling past under the tent fly. By the time I sat up, he had made his way to the back of the tent, looking past Carl's shoulder, all I could was the wolf's head filling the back vestibule as he stared at us through the screen door. Still half in our sleeping bags, we felt pretty vulnerable knowing the only thing between us and this mystical creature was...

The dreaded day has arrived, breaking camp, and fully reloading our gear, to begin our way back to the camp, twenty kilometers away. Dreaded, because, even though we have been eating enough to shave our weight down a bit, our packs are still way over limit. A couple of hours later, Carl and I were still strapping on the last items as we struggled to our feet. Even though we split our gear into two trips on the way in, we wanted to go as far as possible in one load. Once we stepped away, we didn"™t want to be...

Stayed a little closer to base camp because of our long day yesterday, also, tomorrow, we begin our hike back to parks Canada camp at Lake Hazen. We will definitely need fresh legs for that. Staying closer to camp also allowed us to hike to the foot of the glacier where I got to explore Henrietta, face to face. Patchy clouds filled in as I searched for painting possibilities along the varied and undulating surfaces of ice. While doing so, the light broke through momentarily, and caught the top rim of the glacier and sparkled in the river below. I...

Today Carl and I headed out to hike up to Weasel Lake, by following the edge of the glacier then cutting up a steep valley and meandering through further valleys and peaks. Past all this this, one can finally see the small lake that backs up against Henrietta herself. Before we got too far, we came across three muskox. Great chance for some filming! We carefully stopped within a safe distance and got some footage. Back to the hike, not twenty minutes later, we stumbled upon a napping arctic hare. He didn"™t seem to be worried as he woke up,...