Pine Marten on the forest floor

Robert had shown me the route the Pine Martens took when they came into the garden. You could make out a narrow groove in the ground where they walked, as they tend to follow the same pattern each night. That meant a good chance of capturing images as they came through. I’m always like a kid at Christmas checking the camera after leaving it out for the night, and equally like a kid that’s received a lump of coal for Christmas when nothing shows up! On this occasion though, I was fortunate to have a number of hits on the camera trap, with the photo above being my favourite.