Uncle Henry´s Universe.

Uncle Henry´s Universe.

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I have no heavy training... Barely Elementary School. Preferred the wilderness, it became my university, but I got muddy boots and experience instead of School knowledge so my English was therefore quite inadequate. This blog is a project to improve my skills in English language.

We all have our own universe, welcome to visit mine.

Christmas in wolf country.

WolfPosted by Uncle Henry Sat, December 20, 2014 12:04:59

The last working day was evocative. Not only for Christmas and New Year's leave is waiting with lazy days into the sofa, but perhaps mostly because I track four wolves through a seductively beautiful pine forest where fresh snow attached to the trunks of the strong wind.

The work will be extra challenging and stimulating when tracking conditions are difficult, when you get to use all the knowledge and experience that the years given, to follow the pack in the grooves. Blueberry bushes wearing less snow where the wolves went before the recent snowfall.

Despite 5 cm of fresh snow that fell during the night are the traces of wolves that went here two days ago yet easy to follow. (At least here, in the easiest parts ;-)

At the river, it stops for this year. The wolves have waded across, but I think that's enough for me today. Now is the time to take time off over Christmas and New Year.

On the riverbank do I find a previously dialed prey, a young bull moose. The wolves have investigated whether there is anything more to eat but everything seems consumed. However, I am convinced that the pack got more food, a Christmas Moose to revel on weekends to come.

During the trip home, I suddenly see a wolf. It jumps down on the road ahead, look at me, shouts something and then disappears into the forest again. I thought it shouting something about Merry Christmas but I might just imagining, perhaps it was instead something that, Dammit, there is that madman again ... no, I choose probably the Christmas message.

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