This is a sandwich post, wedged between returning from a visit to my parents two days ago, and the arrival of guests from Nelson today. That left one day to grocery shop and get caught up on stuff around the house. I have never been able to figure out how being gone for just four days can result in almost the same amount of chaos and neglect that being away for a couple of weeks does. If you can shed some light on this mystery I would really appreciate it.
In the midst of playing catch-up yesterday I did manage to find time for a walk out in the hills. I decided to take my camera, so put it in a small pack and headed out with my sturdy walking stick in hand. I was heading back along the trail when the podcast I was listening to finished. I decided to stop walking while I searched for another one. It only took a few seconds and I was ready to head off again. I looked up and on the trail, not more than 10 meters in front of me, a coyote was crossing the path. Most coyotes tend to have a scrawny, mangy look about them. Not this one. It was huge and had a beautiful, shiny coat of hair.
I was not afraid. I grew up on a farm in northern Idaho and we were surrounded by coyotes. Almost every night I would go to sleep listening to their haunting call. It is one of the things I enjoy about where we live here in Kamloops. Quite often at night I can hear the coyotes yipping away and it instantly brings back memories of my childhood. It is like they are singing me a lullaby to put me to sleep.
I might not have been afraid, but I was cautious. If it had been a pack of coyotes I would have felt differently, but this was just one lone canine who happened to be sharing the same space as me. Two thoughts went through my mind. The first was concern for my iPod Touch. If the coyote showed signs of aggression I was worried that my iPod might fall off and get damaged. And yes, that really is the first thought that went through my mind.
I quickly opened my pack and tossed my iPod in. My next thought was that it would be great if I could get a picture of the coyote for my blog. I grabbed my camera out of the pack, but by the time I got it turned on the coyote was heading off into the hills.
I will keep up my attempts to get some good wildlife pictures on my walks, but I think I might have to give up listening to my iPod when I am out on the trail. Had I not stopped to switch podcasts I would have run right into this coyote. There is no way I would have heard it approaching.