I'd hoped to see a wolf there, way back, but it wasn't to be. A friend and I did a short walk from the canoe, and came up on a large, shallow bay. It was covered with three to four foot Northerns, just sunning themselves, they looked dead. I tossed a small stone at one, and it shot away like it was out of a rifle. All we had was light fishing gear with us, but it might have been fun to go back for the boat and slip into the mouth of that bay.