Lynx's last look

This was the last photo I took on our Yukon trip in the summer - we were driving south from Dawson City to Whitehorse in the early morning to catch our flight home. We’d already seen an Arctic Fox trot past the car on the gravel shoulder of the highway, and I was still lamenting the missed photo opportunity when we saw a gangly creature crossing the road up ahead. In the glare of the morning sun I couldn’t tell exactly what it was - honestly my first thought was a baby moose. I must have been drowsy because we quickly recognized it as a lynx, and I nearly screamed because I had wanted to see one so badly. We pulled over and I managed to snap this shot of the fuzzy feline as it coolly surveyed us from across the road before ducking into the forest a few moments later.