My most memorable memory from my time in the Canadian High Arctic was the year the arctic wolf pups were hanging out near the end of the airstrip. Folks at the Eureka station would often go see if they were around and visit them when possible. One evening I went out on my own. As I approached I thought the pups may have been gone since I didn't see them out and about. But then I noticed the sleeping babysitter wolf off in the distance.