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.

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Busy days!

Nature ConservationPosted by Uncle Henry Mon, February 09, 2015 22:24:13

Snow, frost and thaw has created perfect tracking conditions. Now is the winter at its finest, it's just to enjoy. In the mountains the snow depth varies from 65 to 85 cm, it is built over many obstacles and makes skiing a real pleasure.

In difficult terrain, is usually snowshoes best choice, but if I expect that tracking also will offer longer distances over flat bogs, I put on my old-fashioned wooden skis. With hand-sewn beak shoes and leather straps that hold them in place, they are quick to put on and off and perfect for tracking!

The snow depth means that many moose leave the mountains and gather in the valleys and lowlands, where there is less snow and easier to access food. A colleague saw 16 of them together at a feeding place. Convenient for moose, but also an additional offer for the wolves, there is much food in one place. These four joined together near our farm today.

This week I finally found the wolf pack that eluded me this winter. I have not yet tracked them together for a long distance, but I have accumulated quite a lot of urine and droppings for DNA analysis. The young wolves lived around an old moose carcass while their parents were in search of new prey. They had filled an ice-covered lake with traces of fun and games. It must have been a lovely sight.

It is now busy days. Only one week left before the rutting season puts a stop to track lynx families, and I have not found one yet. And more wolves to trace. And almost time for golden eagles. And a guilty conscience because I have not had time with the birds home on the farm, missed this year's bird count. A sign of the times, the stressful lives we all live...





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