I repeat it often. Nature can be generous. Patience and passion are always rewarded in the end. But sometimes, it offers us a little something that was not initially planned but which ultimately makes the experience even more memorable.
This was the case for this ermine. Initially, the goal of my outing was to photograph a Snowy Owl. After several trips, I had in mind all his favorite places along the river. I ended up sitting on a rock, looking at the horizon. After several minutes of waiting, I thought I noticed movement on my right. A small shape was moving at full speed on the rocks. I immediately thought of a snow bunting, which is also used to frequenting this environment.
Quelle was not surprised to see that it was not a bird, but a small mammal. In a fraction of a second, the latter had disappeared between two rocks.
I waited a few minutes to see if he would show up, but nothing. So I looked out to sea. But after a moment, I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye. As I quietly turned my head, I saw an ermine, frozen in its movement. I only had time to take a few images before the animal returned to hide.
I think she played this game 5 or 6 times with me, always getting a little closer and becoming less and less fierce.
In the end I was not only able to see and photograph the owl, but also to keep excellent memories of my first encounter with this little mustelid.