A long ride through the Black River valley,then a forest track along a lakeside shrouded
by phragmites.The evening light showed off a summer plumaged Whinchat.
through the trees gave off orange like hues.
a high stump.
For most of us it was an experience to savour and never to be forgotten.
Just before we left a cry went out Wolf ,two individuals crossed the track to end our
day ,truly we were owling with wolves