Last weekend my friends and I trekked to Otterlo, where we had rented a woodland cottage. Our aim was to spot red deer, 'edelherten', our largest kind in the Wetlands.
Did we spot them? We most certainly did!
Okay....so where are those red deer? I can hear you mumble. Well: here they are!
|Photographs by Martin van Es|
Aren't they magnificent?!
The males were putting up a show of strength.
Unfortunately the wind was the other way, so they kept
their distance and we couldn't hear their 'burling' very clearly,
but luckily all those present had brought their little lenses...
Seriously, folks, just look at that!
I didn't dare take out my Samsung...
Mind you, some of the photos shown here
were taken by me with this little Samsung mobile, so yay Korea!
We, and approx. 200 others, watched the deer
until they got bored and ambled off.
Then we took our bikes back to the compound and had
a great meal in Otterlo.
All that tracking makes a person very thirsty!
The next morning we again entered the national park and
this time cycled the other way. This part of the Hoge Veluwe
is more wet, with little waterways and drinking ponds.
The park commission has put up boardwalks, to help people keep their feet dry. The vegetation showed that there was water; there were plenty of little ferns, and a lot of toadstools and other fungi.
Now, I don't know about you, but I am one of those people who needs a regular wee. Obviously there are no toilets in the middle of this wilderness, so the accepted thing to do is find yourself a quiet spot and do your thing. As long as you do not leave anything behind (like toilet paper!), it is tolerated.
So, after one of my sanitary stops I had just walked back out of this copse of firs, and had put my left foot onto the sandy track, when I almost jumped out of my skin. Underneath my right foot, which I had almost but not quite put down, there coiled an adder. The only poisonous snake we have in the Wetlands.
Theo and Rina immediately started filming it, whilst I kept warning them not to agitate it. It showed its fangs once, but decided to flee instead of attacking.
We saw some red deer prints, but no more red deer. Although we did hear them roar in the distance.
All too soon it was time to pack up and drive back to the congested West...
It was a wonderful weekend, and I cannot wait to go back there!
Okay, one more then!