Somewhat surreal. It was predawn in Kootenay NP on my way home and I saw a shape in the ditch ahead. I wasn't going fast anyway and slowed to a stop (in my minivan) and a large wolf climbed out of the ditch and sauntered across the road not 5 feet in front of my bumper. It looked right at me, as if wondering if I would give it a sandwich and I scrambled like mad to get my camera out but by the time I did it climbed the opposite embankment and was gone. The timing was freakish as the hwy at that time was deserted but it chose to cross directly in front of me.

Grey and white like a Siberian Husky but much larger, like an Irish Wolfhound, but more gaunt and lanky. All my life outdoors in Western Canada and that was the first one