On the hunt

During our holiday stay in Duluth we went out to my parents' friends' land on the hunt for a beaver lodge and dam Grandpa Buzz had seen while deer hunting this year. The five of us headed out in a four-wheeler and on the way spotted several marks of nature, including BIG wolf prints and scat in the snow. (If I am not pictured it's because my look of worry might have spoiled the good feelings of the adventure.) We survived with no wolves seen and good memories of tramping through the woods with Grandpa.

The teethmarks on this tree were very fresh and the area smelled like fresh-cut wood.

Interesting that the beaver had figured out how to make this tree fall towards his lodge for easy commuting. 

The lodge (center) and the dam (foreground) have been present for some years but have been substantially added to this fall/winter. 

Toothpick anyone? 

Not surprisingly I made the kids (and myself) wear helmets.

Darby didn't seem to mind sharing the back of the wheeler with Troy. 

My dad showing the remains of "The Penthouse," his deer stand for many years.