Forty pairs of eyes scanned the countryside looking for movement, any movement. With binoculars and cameras at the ready, we hoped for a bear or a moose but were willing to settle for some Dall sheep high up the mountain. Not a passenger aboard the bus maintained a semblance of composure. We scurried like kids from one side to the other, eager to be the first to announce the next sighting.
Such was my introduction to the Tundra Wilderness Tour, a more than five-hour excursion into Denali National Park and Preserve, larger than the state of Massachusetts and tenderly watched over by Denali, the highest mountain in North America.
