Time flies.
We had a wonderful time in Italy, in mid-October, and I was about to write a
blog post about it, when suddenly it was the first of November and the snow
pouring down! Life goes so fast sometimes.
Tracking season got a flying start, suddenly needed miles and miles of gravel roads to be searched over in pursuit of traces of wolves and lynxes. Being first
on the road, with a new yet untouched snow, is a great satisfaction that I
think I share with all my colleagues. It’s exciting. The day is still a blank
slate.
After a
good tracking day, with a lot of tracks and samples collected for DNA analysis,
ended the day at Bastutjärn. The freeze begins on the little lake and the track
of the wolf pack disappears towards the Norwegian border.
