Everybody knows the bare essentials of Australian wildlife- the kangaroo, koala, cockatoo and so on. But far more interesting is the tale of the Thylacine or Tasmanian Tiger, the last known specimen of which died in a zoo seventy years ago. This book is the story of three Americans who went to Tasmania to try to track down the Thylacine and its devotees. Part travelogue, part natural history, it's also a tribute to the people of Tasmania, who generally come out as far more wily and well-adjusted than the Manhattanite authors. That said, the feeling for the ecology of Tasmania is genuine, as is the sense that as with any part of the world, environmental issues are never solved easily and to everybody's satisfaction, and sometimes there isn't a happy ending.