On the first evening of summer, a grizzly bear and her yearling cub foraged for roots and grubs high up on the western slopes of the Lamar Valley in Yellowstone National Park. Farther up the valley, a group of visitors watched a pack of coyotes dispersing hurriedly after a wolf's howl pealed through the trees. As the sun lingered on the peaks, the valley took on a timeless quality, and the human visitors went quiet as they gazed at the landscape and the wildlife around them.
Few realized that 2,000 miles away, in Washington, a series of decisions were being made...
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