Yesterday I was back to the spot where I saw and tracked a wolf last Tuesday, to see what it did after I left the place. Now I know – it tracked me down.
Clear wolf tracks were deposited in my tracks and the trail run followed on top of the tracks after the car. They were deposited in damp snow, that is, before the cold came with minus degrees ahead night.
Wolves are curious and they like to have control, so this is not the first time I have been tracked. Sometimes I wonder who is tracking who, or who is studying who. On those occasions over the years when I’ve worked near wolf packs for a long time, I actually think they have had better knowledge of me than I about them.
One afternoon after a really nice working day, I stopped the snowmobile to ease the pressure. I saw that the alpha male has marked his area on a spot, and I sprinkled a splash in the same place. I didn’t mean anything bad. Just wanted to send a greeting, two colleagues in between.
Apparently, it doesn’t work that way! He went completely crazy … When I passed the next day, snow was dug up, scattered and wolf urine glowed yellow from all snow piles. There were wolf tracks everywhere and my little puddle was thoroughly wiped out.
When I went home yesterday evening, I had to stop and take a photo. Sure, winter is a cool season!
