. . . To him who has once tasted the reckless independence, the haughty self-reliance, the sense of irresponsible freedom, which the forest life engenders, civilization thenceforth seems flat and stale. Its pleasures are insipid, its pursuits wearisome, its conventionalities, duties, and mutual dependence alike tedious and disgusting. The entrapped wanderer grows fierce and restless, and pants for breathing-room. His path, it is true, was choked with difficulties, but his body and soul were hardened to meet them; it was beset with dangers, but these were the very spice of his life, gladdening his heart with exulting self-confidence, and sending the blood through his veins with a livelier current. The wilderness, rough, harsh, and inexorable, has charms more potent in their seductive influence than all the lures of luxury and sloth. And often he on whom it has cast its magic finds no heart to dissolve the spell, and remains a wanderer and an Ishmaelite to the hour of his death.
Francis Parkman
Wolves Howling
The wolves howling around me as I sat in the dark awaiting daylight, turn up those speakers!!!
3 comments:
Listen to the wolves crying for their dead kin. Listen to the pups mourning their dead parent. What an awful sense of nature you have.Kill all the wolves and then this recording will be all you have of their lost voices.
Actually, I think the goal was to kill 220 of the 1000 plus in the state...That will leave 780 to procreate and kill some elk and deer and moose and sheep and cattle and people's dogs...
That would really make Deven happy, I think. Maybe he should talk to the people in California and Colorado who have had family members killed by large predators (i.e. mountain lions) when those predators lost their fear of humans because of ballot-box wildlife management...
Well said MitchW... thanks for sharing the video Robert! We've hunted whitetail in Newsome Creek on the south fork of the clearwater, and heard the same thing... but it was in the middle of the afternoon... not sitting in the dark! I have to say it was a little unnerving to me in broad daylight... I can only imagine how it would feel sitting out there in the dark with that howling all around!Thanks again for helping save our moose, elk and deer populations!... and Deven... that's not the sound of crying for dead kin... that's the sound of death for a moose, elk or deer...
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