Wednesday, February 2, 2011

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snob whining and Kojotentag

Wish you were here ...

This morning we have had with our -40 ° C cold record. For the first time in my life I've let the Nissan to warm up while I was him for the ride in the Park had loaded. Everything was slow: brakes, steering, etc. Slowly all cars
have tire problems. The car of Mark and Carol suddenly had two plates - which was connected also with the low temperatures. Practically, as the Americans are so Laurie had a small Aufpumpgerät here, which is attached to the valve and into the cigarette lighter. With pure engine power is then pumped up the tires. After 20 minutes of noise and smell the tires were full again and we could continue.
Mark when inflating the tires. Here, where the nearest garage 2 ½ hours away, you have to be prepared for everything.

We had signals from Lamar in the north-east at Pebble Creek get there but found nothing. Looking through the spotting scopes and binoculars, was in itself a Herauforderung, for the warm eye immediately put a sheet of ice on the lens.
is cold, freeze even if the lashes.

We drove to Slough Creek. I stopped at the usual "pit stop" while the other drove. Then I heard from the Horizontal Forest in the Slough area is a howl. It sounded pathetic enough to know right away that it was the Schnöseline who was still looking for their family, Lamar, - and now for the third day. I ran up to Bob's Knob and found it already. She stood in the snow and howled and howled. Since there was no need for special knowledge of the sad wolf howl that now and in a hysterical shriek went over to hear that this was about eight months old she-wolf, the loneliest animal in the world. She ran a few steps, crying, listened, and ran, crying, listening. Her parents could not hear them, they were a day's journey far beyond the mountains. Sometimes they took on a track, which they followed. Maybe she was trying to find the trace of their parents. But she found only her own track. We have all suffered with it until it finally on the Slough Creek Campground disappeared to the northeast.
We had over an hour in arctic Cooling observed and were ready to warm us. I, I set off to Silver Gate, because I wanted to start from the ordered cards with the names of the localities.
the way I met the "lunatic" who runs around for a few days here. A young, plenty of confused man who usually wears a white jumpsuit, similar to the team of CSI at the crime scene. He wants to "sneak up" to the Wolves - without being noticed, of course. That may sound funny, but it is not, as he massively disrupts the wolves and other animals. His goal is as close as possible to get at all, by day and by night. In the summer, he also seems out at night to be and to look with a strong searchlight wolves. Cave areas are also a taboo for him. The rangers tried so far in vain, to catch him red-handed, for only then can they take action. Therefore, we have at the moment our radio traffic restricted to a minimum, because of course heard of "misleading" also from. He looks at me kind of scary: a mixture of naivete, autism, and madness.

Today was my Kojotentag. Eight of them I have observed. Slough was traveling on a couple who have been crying and occasionally shouted at like two old married people, to then then again to ensnare tenderly. In the afternoon, was at the Foot Bridge, a single coyote with two magpies as a bodyguard by his side. He had somewhere dug up a frozen piece of meat that the Magpies would like steals. The only thing he has left over were few Fleischkrumen.
rarely freezes Soda Bute so strong.

On the way home I run to Pebble Creek before the Thunder Turnout two deer on the road and look behind you to see. This is unusual behavior, pointing out that they were afraid of something. Shortly before I went on the road to the turnout, a small coyote. His face and his legs were bloody. I first thought of an accident until the boy nimbly leaped high snow bank and lying down about three feet away from me and blew. To this end, he "washed" his face as he pushed it through the snow. We all know from our dogs. He looked as if he had stuck with the legs and head in a fresh cadaver. I assume that Lamar did there near a kill. This also fits with Ricks signals. Well at least we know where we can start tomorrow morning with the search.


Finally, I've never visited Dan Hartman and bought two pictures of him. I make it very rare, from the Gallery " . Wildlife Along the Rockies "without one of the great photos from Dan to come out I've bought including this photo, which I find amazing and an example of the stamina and the incredible power of the bison:
This one was on looking for food in a narrow creek fall. The stream was always narrow and the snow is always higher, so jump out of the Bison could not. He turned around with tremendous effort and ran back, and then climb out to a broader point. amaze me and more and more fascinated by these animals

Update Bison . At the moment, are cooped up 300 bison in the Stevens Creek Facility

. Today
1 Wolf
8 coyotes


report by Gerry
Gerry does not live with the rest of us in Silver Gate but in Gardiner. He does so from the north into the park and inevitably, other sightings than we do, we do not sometimes come out from the Lamar Valley. Today it was morning
-23 ° C in Gardiner, Mammoth -28 and at Blacktail Plateau.
Calvin and Lynnette were at the S-Curve and had a wolf in the vicinity of the forest where the Blacktail have holes. Most of the wolves were in the woods. They let loose a group came out crying and all. We counted 12, but could be even more so in the trees. As we lost, we went higher to Nature Trail, where we could see them better. They chased two bison, but were not close enough to them. When the wolves moved on, they found more bison, which they wanted to hunt. This, however, turned around and chased after them in their turn by the wolf. We observed the wolves 8:00 to 11:30 clock until it is lying down.
On the way home I came back at 15:45 to long Nature Trail was over and another 20 minutes, the Wolves observe before they disappeared into a valley.
Thomas and Christine this afternoon in the Lamar Valley have observed otters. (Photo: T. & S. Bull).

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