Checking camera traps was exciting today. Not because we had to reload film and
re-pour bobcat urine for bait, but because we were attacked by the llama. This male llama has actually killed a bull
before. It is really territorial. Although I’ve run into the lama before, I had
my keys to jingle and a found a large stick to wave. We didn’t even see the llama today. We heard it. It came
running through the Olivillo grasses, head down, galloping toward us. Miriam didn’t think the llama was going to
stop, and she ran 10 feet to the fence, ready to climb over. There wasn’t enough room for both of us to
climb at the same time, and the barbed wire was tricky. I yelled and clapped at the llama and it
stopped 15 feet away, ears back, and stood up on its hind legs. I had seen it do this before, but this time
there wasn’t a fence in between us. It
moved its mouth like it wanted to spit.
Miram got over the fence quickly, but tore her pants on the wire. I
quickly followed her and we both ran away from the fence. We were angry and had adrenaline pumping as
we continued traipsing through the Olivillo in search of our camera trap.
I have a bone to pick with this llama.