Two months ago I wrote about a photograph of a maned wolf. A male, collared, sitting in the grass at Los Fierros, identified only as M8. I said that finding him was reason enough to go.
Field Notes
Field dispatches from Bolivia's remote landscapes — observations, encounters, and reflections from the rivers, forests, and highlands where we work.
There is a photograph at the front of Louise Emmons's monograph that I find I cannot stop returning to. This is what it has come to mean.
The northern park's rivers gave me one Noel Kempff. The south offers another — older, drier, almost unvisited.
A detour in Bolivia's Chiquitania leads to a settlement beneath sandstone cliffs — nearly erased by a flood in 1979, now held together by the families who came back.
On what wilderness asks of those who go into it, and what it offers in return.