It doesn't get much better than spending an afternoon interpreting stories in the snow. Signs of otters running and sliding down the creek -
A present was found next to an otter slide sown the bank to the frozen creek : a ball of otter vomit consisting of fish scales -
I took a shotgun along with me for this walk in case I jumped a rabbit or two. Which I didn't. It was pure pleasure carrying the new-to-me Bennelli 20 gauge. Light, light, light. I'm going to love this little gun. There was more coyote and fox sign that rabbit sign, though. Lots of competition out there for the rabbits, and has me thinking maybe I should spend my Januaries shooting the fox and 'yotes so I can have a chance at the rabbits in the Februaries. Didn't see any turkey sign, either, which helps me narrow down where I may try for a turkey this spring.
I thought this was an interesting scene. It looks like the little critter got away, but at the least it had the life scared near out of it! It looks like it jumped and landed about 2 feet away. See it's tail print in the first track it left after jumping?
I also took a couple of close up photos of two things that caught my eye, inspired by John and his excellent hiking blog -
I also cut a track that had me very excited for awhile. A very large, unglate-like trail through the middle of a ravine. I tracked it for awhile hoping to find nuggets of scat, but what I found turned out to be a cow patty. You don't want a picture of that do you? I've already given you otter vomit.