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.
NKM South
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.