Janet and I just returned from a week at Fairmont Hot Springs, British Columbia. We had a great time, despite very cold weather and light snow. The Canadian Rockies are magnificent any time of year, but in winter, take on a special mantle. As we were roaming the back roads looking for wildlife, we spotted what I thought was a fox, and Janet thought was a farm cat in a field near the road. After we watched for a short time, it was clear that the critter was neither, but a lynx mousing in the new snow. The animal was wonderful to watch.
Although it was warily watching us, it continued to hunt. It would pause, look intently at the nearby snow-covered surface, then pounce (see below). We saw it catch four mice (or whatever was in the field) in the short time we observed. When it was tired (or bored), it picked up the latest mouse and ran across the road into dense woods. What a treat! When we inquired of the locals, they were suprised that we were so lucky to see a lynx. After a bit of research, we have decided that the cat was likely a juvenile, probably one or two years of age, based on the coat mottling and the somewhat indifferent attitute toward human observation that we enjoyed!