From the first day in Mongolian mountains, I thought to myself, if it was not too much boldness from me to come there with the three home-knocked traps installed in plastic boxes from Ikea and claiming I had come for a picture of a creature, that even most of the locals have never seen and probably will not even see. If I speak Mongolian, I swore that they was little bit joking, smiling and even photograph me on the phone as I rolled during one of the installations and tried to focus on my backpack. Exactly after three days in the field they did not laugh anymore ... I did not either. It worked!