A world of wings.
One wild friend.
Every stork has a name. Every journey, its own rhythm.
Find the one whose story becomes part of yours.
Meet Amadeus, 01 / 92
The morning thermal lifted him without effort, a slow spiral over a valley of ripening wheat. Amadeus let the column of warm air carry him higher until the fields below shrank to a patchwork of gold and green.
South of the Bosphorus he found a shallow lake where reeds bent under resting storks. He stayed two days, bill-clattering with strangers at dusk, then rose again when the wind turned and pressed on toward the winter that waited past the far shore.
An imagined vignette inspired by the life of a white stork. Explore Amadeus’s recorded GPS journey below. Stork portraits are illustrative.Follow Amadeus’s story.
A moment on the map. A small window into a wild world.
Locations appear only when returned by the tracking study.