Here is the story of the second weekend of “hunt” into the Grande’s Valley.
This time I wasn’t alone, my girlfriend supported me as a “spotter” and second unit photographer.
Friday:
We started the trip in friday, the weather was good, and we were expecting 3 good days of autumn.
It tooks three hours of walking to reach the camp, and while on the track a female followed by a young buck crossed the road we were on.
Then at the camp we left our backpacks, eaten the lunch and then back to the outdoor looking for the herds…
Saturday:
At 5:30 am we woke up with the sun not yet risen, then headed under the Tremoncelli’s mountain pass where there was chance of being close to the deers.
We took position there behind the rocks for a couple of hours, unfortunately there were no deer, but in the other hand we spotted a Chamois, was strange to see it alone because this kind of ungulate usually groups with others of its species. (It was probably an old male)
In mid day the temperature fallen, and the wind started to blow from the tops of the mountains.
We managed to take several shots from a far distance of the herd in a storm of snow, and a couple of some bucks
Sunday:
That was our last day there and after a night of snowfall we had a completely different view of the valley, there was 8/10 cm of snow at the camp when we began our trip back to home.
