I should be doing some campaign work. Does this happen to anyone else? Work calls....but the sun is out, it's 11 degrees on the 11th of January. I wonder how warm it will be on the 25th? It would feel like spring if I wasn't trying so hard to remind myself that it's winter! I have been hoping to get off the field and into the swamp once it freezes up a bit. But I found this little elbow of the Sydenham at the back of the lagoons and just followed some game trails through the brush.
I wonder... as I wander....a beaver? I could not find a dry way across the creek to get a little closer. Too bad. It was very sandy on the creek banks and a bit wetter and muckier in the low spots.
Game trails abounded and in some spots it was more like a game highway
where it was deep and wide and forked off in multiple directions. At one point we hear a couple of deer crashing through the bush about 150 feet away from us. I saw their movement...white tails and ears....but not their whole bodies or exactly how many there were.... On the way home I spotted a dead one laying on the bank of the tracks, a dent in her side and a snapped leg. A casualty. Instant. I hope. Life is dangerous.
And now we are ready to do some pledge processing and then some spreadsheet reconciliation.
I think...
