It's amazing how life plays like that. It was a very nice autumn Saturday, cloudless and there were very pleasant temperatures. My wife is currently in Slovakia, but I wanted to make good use of the day.
I decided to go on a photo safari because this time I had all the photo equipment with me. So around 10 o'clock I set out with joy to spend the day with what gives me an uncanny pleasure, the photography.
After a long, very long time, I decided to visit the Alpenzoo in Innsbruck again. The last time I was there was in elementary school and I remember how enthusiastically we watched the animals at that time. With anticipation, I snuggled up to the plan to photograph the animals of the Alpine Zoo in such a way that you shouldn't recognize that they are in a zoo. "Will go somehow," I thought to myself. Planned was a nice day with a great photo yield and a nice reportage about the alpine zoo for our blog. No, I wasn't paid, i had to pay admission like everyone else and I also had to pay the parking fee for the car. It should therefore only be an informative report on the Alpine zoo as a destination for excursions. No more and no less. But everything has come to a very different conclusion - as I never thought it was possible. But in turn...
Arriving at the Hungerburg, a parking attendant pointed me in. "Oh," I thought - it seemed like several people had the same idea. I don't really have to have crowds in Corona times, but I dared to enter, armed with a photo backpack, a telephoto lens and a mouthguard. You never know. The 5 euros from parking for 5 hours should be enough for my project. Expensive, but according to the signage, this money also benefits the zoo, so no problem, so my attitude. The 12 Euro entrance also cost me personally expensive, but I did not know what had changed since the last time. From the parking lot, minimised bear thighs on the ground marked the way to the entrance. Already from there you get to know that the bear plays an essential role here in the zoo. Standing at the checkout, with mouthguard in rank and limb, I picked up the ticket and was just looking forward to what was to come. Right at the entrance I received a great pond and its inhabitants. Ducks had made themselves comfortable and imposing beaver statues invited to make themselves comfortable on the benches. A large Capricorn welcomed the guests. I used the bench to magazine my camera with the right lens. The tele had to come and already the first picture was in the box. A duck chilling. Not very exciting, but at least.
With my mobile phone I captured the great building, on whose wall a bear jumped towards me again. So again a trigger that makes it clear to you that the bear is the lord in the house here. Now I was looking forward to meeting him.
I bravely followed the bear on the ground, which show the visitor the way through the zoo.
I don't want to bore you with my impressions of the zoo. I want to tell you this as briefly as possible, but as I said, our blog guests should also be able to get an idea. Passing terrariums with toads and frogs, I ended up at a great aquarium with lots of fish. The play of colours was simply wonderful. Only the discs could be a little more cleaned, I thought. But it is certainly a difficult undertaking when it is in the rush. No matter, the world was still fine for me. Great terrariums and great aquariums. Simply great photo motifs, albeit with annoying mask on. I've had too many people in the room, but i'm sure.
The first time my mood was dampened when I came to the wolf enclosure. After a long search, I saw him. Finally, a life-size wolf. A big enclosure and a lot of space, so that I could also take a photo, where this stupid fence sometimes did not push itself into the foreground. Then I discovered a small plaque on the enclosure, which stated that the male Attila had to be euthanized because of his poor health. He had cancer. Immediately it shot through my head..... the lone wolf or, in this case, the lone wolf. How must this wolf be too courageous to no longer have a partner. One day just to be alone. Then I noticed that the wolf systematically made rounds. Like a clock hand, he roamed through his restricted precinct. You could have set the clock after that, when he came back past you. Only here and there he paid some attention to a screaming child and stopped for a short moment. The moment for the photo. Filled with a little sadness, I set off on my way.So it went, from one enclosure to another. Only the vultures got a lot of attention from me. You could walk through the enclosure there. So really, locked up with these imposing birds, an experience. The enclosure also made a great, modern impression, although the metal grille seemed a little too massive to me. It was only when a vulture took off to come from one end to another that I noticed that, in my opinion, the aviary was far too small for these rulers of the skies. Flying and gliding was almost impossible for them. Something changed in me. I took great photos, but actually they didn't reflect the actual. What I felt in that moment. I felt like a liar, one who embellished reality by choosing the right aperture to distract from the actual tragedy. But that wasn't really my job and I kept marching. Past ibex, elk, cows, goats, martens, up to the lynxes.The lynx got full attention from me again, because it could also run over me in the wild in Slovakia. The lynx mama cuddled tenderly to her lynx baby, just sweet. The lynx papa, on the other hand, lingered far above our heads, on the huge fir tree. Wedged between branches, he lay there and watched this hustle and bustle on the ground. A plaque said that this was his favorite place. Na no na ned, that was the most remote place in the enclosure. If one knows that lynx-males are loners and meet only for mating with the females, then the poor had no choice but to make himself out of the dust as far as possible. And since a fence around it bounded the boundaries of its territory, only the way to the top remained. Far from the hustle and bustle, far from these screaming people who targeted him with fingers, mobile phones and walking sticks.
|I understood the lynx male.
In the meantime, people also went to my mind.
Screaming, laughing and giving away funny sounds, they tried to attract the attention of the animals,
to take the best possible photo with your mobile phone.
I tell you, I was ashamed of the animals to belong to this breed.
Somewhat annoyed I had arrived again at the entrance or exit and found that the bear had not yet run away from me. This had to be photographed by me, because master Petz can also run over me in Slovakia in Natura. So I looked for the bear enclosure. On the round trip, following the bear on the ground, it was the last stop, so according to the motto, the best and most exciting at the end. I had enough time, because with surprise I realized that I had only been on the way for an hour, despite taking pictures.
There it was, the bear enclosure. Curiously, I tried to spot a bear, but in vain. A large enclosure with its own waterfall, even a pool for Master Petz made an insanely great impression on me for the time being. But far and wide no bear.
So I sat patiently on a bench and waited.
I waited and waited and then it was time. At the other end of the enclosure I saw him. The moment, so hotly awaited, had come. A bear full of life size, alive and truly ready for my firing. Shooting in the photographic sense, of course. The tele served me well. Through the viewfinder I saw that at the other end there was such a visible disk. A large disc to be as close to the bear as possible. Only cm away from this colossus. "It has to be THE experience," I thought, and I set off. Once there, everything came out differently than hoped.
It was the experience of the day, but in a very different sense. Being so close to this bear, separated only by a disc that is perhaps 2 cm thick, triggered a lot in me. A lot of things that I hadn't expected at all. I stood in front of him and looked into his eyes. Then it passed me through, a shiver went deep under the skin. It ran cold over my back, I got unbearably hot at the same time and I was completely captivated. I barely registered the people around me. Her screams, her knocking on the window, her laughter, her ripped mobile phones... I only noticed everything in the corner of my eye. It seemed as if the bear wanted to draw my attention to something. It seemed as if I could suddenly understand all his gestures, his looks and his actions. As if I suddenly could use the language "Bearish". Deep grief, enormous pity and huge anger alternated with me every second. Despite all the people around me, tears suddenly flowed down my cheeks, only to gather in my mouthguard. I can't describe how I felt in that moment.
Was I the only one who could receive these vibrations?
Had I gone mad now, or did I have a lack of oxygen due to the stupid mask?
Did my brain play a prank on me?
No, because even a lady next to me suddenly said that she couldn't look at it anymore. She had to go.
So yes..... I felt it right.
My tears were real, the feelings as intense as rarely and the photography suddenly just a minor matter.
All the thoughts that went through my mind at the same time, I now try to admit you again. First i come to the actual subject of this article.
It is extremely important to me that you read the following lines carefully, form your own opinion and please tell me below the article. I deliberately chose the title "My interview with a bear".
There is no need for words to communicate something, to draw attention to something. Feelings transfer much more intensely than words can ever be. There are situations between people that don't need words and yet everyone knows what is being spoken. There are also such situations between humans and animals. This was such an encounter.
Below are my thoughts that triggered this encounter with the bear - from the bear's point of view.
My interview with a bear
"May I imagine my name is Bear. Brown Bear.
So, actually, there is no need for any more words, but I would like to tell you how this day ended. As I said, a very depressing feeling passed me through and to be honest, I just felt guilty. Guilty of supporting such a zoo with my entry, in a matter that actually goes through my life enormously. Guilty, despite recognizing the injustice, not being able to do anything about it - or is it?
It is precisely for this reason that I write down my feelings and impressions here.
Even though I know that many people only look at pictures, I know that there are few who also read. Unfortunately, the pictures deceive over reality, but the words reflect exactly what went through my head in a few seconds.
Sad and with a very bad feeling, I canceled my zoo trip with an "excuse bear" and headed home to write this report.
I wish you will honestly write your opinion on this in the comments below, because I am really interested.