It was a
gorgeous day in the wolves' tracks, with continued course straight into Norway.
I became more and more convinced that it was the Gräsmark couple I followed, but
the response in the form of droppings and urine was not found until late in the
day. (And the test results come first in a week or two.)
They crossed each lake or river they encountered, and I had to go around according to the safety rules that we have, and which I support with all my heart. The ice is very sneaky this winter, so I do not take risks.
Even today I found a moose killed by wolves and it was also completely eaten. It was an old moose with much worn teeth. The front teeth in the lower jaw were worse than I've ever seen before.