We run up Mt. Wolverine frequently. This is the first time I've ever actually seen a wolverine in the flesh. Running on an undisclosed trail, Tikko started barking. I could see a medium sized, black animal in the trail in front of him. I whistled him back with the emergency whistle, thinking it was that bane of our existence, the porcupine. But once I got over my reactiveness I realized the animal had moved much too fast, been darker and squater than a wolverine, and had the characteristic light blond ring of fur around it's back. We were fairly certain it was a wolverine, but kept the dogs close as we headed up to an undisclosed pass. On the way up, we saw the wolverine again, heading straight up the side of this mountain, trucking it up to some bouldery area where it may have had a den. Like the tracks we saw this spring, it just headed straight up the steep mountain, no fear, agile and strong. Wolverines are one of my favorite animals. They are shy, people don't know muc...