While there is still snow in the bush, walking seemed like a better plan than navigating shitty, crusty snow patches separated by wet leafy patches. Clearly, I am getting soft in my old age. Further to the story of the wolf prints, I could not find any evidence for the collection of tracks noted in the last post.
X marks the spot where we made some turns on Bonk Hill earlier this winter.
Beavers need to get to work on the break in the dam, the lower pond is almost gone:
The dog likes the fact that the remnant skin track makes for a nice firm path: