Everything But Moose!

Once again, Tami *thinks* she scored with her wildlife photos.

Not even close.

She said she was taking a quick walk to the lake to give Cookie some exercise.  Down and back, she said, ’cause she was supposed to work on creating a school visit presentation to go along with her new book, Cooper and Packrat that’s coming out in August.

We trudged down, Tami telling me all the way how she hadn’t see the eagles her last four trips to the lake.  When we got there, she sighed.  “No eagles again,” she said sadly, pulling her scarf up over her mouth and nose.

“Yes there is!” I said.  You know, sometimes, that Tami is too quick to give up!!  I pointed out on the ice.

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And Tami started clicking away!!!

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Tami oooohed and aaaaahed and talked about how handsome he was.  Give me a break!!  No eagle is as handsome as a moose.  And I wonder if she’d think he was so awesome if she knew he might have stolen that fish from a fisherman.  They’re pretty sneaky, you know.

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The eagle flew off, but Tami searched until she found him perched along the edge of the golf course.

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The wind was whipping down the lake across the ice, and the wind chill was ferocious.  My hooves  were so cold they were tingling, and I’m a moose!  Tami wanted to stay, but her hands were frozen solid too.  So we headed for home.  We were almost there when Tami changed her mind and decided get the card from her trail camera.

“You can go home though,” she said.

“What and let you have all the fun!?” I teased.

We did take Cookie home though, because the trail camera is near where Tami put out deer food and a salt lick. It wouldn’t do for her to get a whiff of that!

Tami let Cookie in the house and asked David to put on the coffee.  “We’ll be right back.”

When Tami got to the trail camera, she opened it to see there were six new photos.  “Hmmmmm,” she said, putting in a new one and dropping the other in her pocket.  “Maybe we’ll finally find out what’s living in that den.”  Then she turned to head deeper into the woods.

“Whoa!  Where are you going?” I asked. “Coffee’s-”

“I want to check out the owl perch I found last week,” she said.  “It’ll only take a minute.”

Poor David.  Tami just doesn’t know what a *quick walk* is!  Especially when she she has her camera with her!

She took me there and you know, I think she’s right. It’s an owl perch.  The base of the tree is littered with 1 inch long, smooth, oval shaped pellets.  And there’s thousands of them!  All around the tree. But no owls were roosting there, or anywhere I could see.

“Coffee?” I reminded her.

“Yeah,” she said.

But just as we stepped out of the woods and into the circle of campsites, we heard crazy chickadee calls. Lots of them.  Right off the back of site 126.  I tried to see what was going on, and just as I caught sight of him, he took to flight!  A large, silent, gray swoop between the trees up toward the main road of the campground.

We followed slowly, cringing every time our boots and hooves crunched in the snow.

And then Tami pointed to it  . . .

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Isn’t he gorgeous!!

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Tami met David at the house door with a huge grin!  She must have taken forty pictures!

While she sipped coffee and told David of our travels, I popped the trail camera card into my laptop.  To my surprise, this is what I found . . .

Here’s the den we’ve been watching.  Tami think it’s home to a fisher . . . or that’s what past photos, (not very clear because the camera was further away) have hinted at.

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Obviously, this fox is interested in the den too!  There’s six photos total of him around the hole, but not going in.  I think he’s stalking whatever lives there.  Tami left the camera in place, and time will tell.

You know, even with all these photos . . . and with Tami finally capturing the owl . . . she just doesn’t realize she’s already taken the perfect wildlife photo!  She doesn’t have to search any more!

Sheesh!  Doesn’t she know who the star of the campground is?

The Eagles Have Been Busy . . .

After Whittier Middle School’s 5K race today, Tami and David decided to take a quick  walk down the trail to the lake.  When we got there, Tami gasped!

“Pinch me!” she said.

The eagles are rebuilding the nest!

Here’s what it looked like three weeks ago . . .

and what it looked like in September . . .

and at the end of August after it had fallen . . .

How cool is this!  Tami was sooooo worried the eagles wouldn’t stay, even though she’d read that they might rebuild if they’d had successful nests in the past.  And we all know these two certainly were! Most year’s they had two babies and then Triplets in 2012!

Tami just didn’t have faith . . .

Looks like we’ll be able to take pictures for at least another year. Not only was this adult on the new nest, but two trees over was the second adult!

Tami is such a happy camper right now, you have no idea.

Images from the November Snowstorm

Alex, Tami and I couldn’t resist walking the campground during the November 23rd storm.  We trudged our way through a foot of snow to bring you the following images . . .

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the tree that Ed planted . . .

 

The lakeside trail . . .

 

The wind was blowing pretty hard . . .
The island with the house . . .
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The ice is forming
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Interesting . . .

We aren’t sure yet if this round of snow will melt . . . time will tell!  It was a pretty snowfall, to be sure.

On The Eve of A November Snowstorm

Tami and I took a walk last Sunday when the temps reached 60 degrees.

“Who knows when it’ll be this warm again?” she said.

Little did we know, the weathermen would be predicting 6 – 12 inches of snow for Wednesday!

I told Tami I wanted to see some wildlife. She told me not to get my hopes up.  “It’s pretty late in the season, Maxx,” she warned.

That Tami!  She’s such a glass-half-full-kind of person!

It was already getting kind of dusk-ish out, but down by the lake, the sun lit up the other shore . . .

the island with the house . . .

 

Looking off toward Range Pond State Park beach . . .

 

Tami immediately started snapping pictures, but I had spied something better.

“Psssst!” I whispered.

She didn’t hear me.

“Psssssssssssssssssst!” I said a little louder.

She waved a hand my way.

“OVER HERE!” I yelled.

“Geesh! Wait a minute! The sun won’t be shining like this forever -”

“I don’t think the eagles will be on their island much longer either -”

Tami whipped around so fast, I thought she was gonna fall in the water!

BOTH eagles were sitting pretty, just waiting for Tami to take their photo; one on the nest and another on a nearby tree.   If you look back through the blog, you’ll see that once the babies leave the nest, we rarely see them together again until February, when they get ready to lay another set of eggs. Tami was so excited, she almost missed seeing the cormorant on a nearby log too . . .

And then, on the way back home, we also saw how hard the beavers have been working along the lakeside trail.

This tree that they took down is about eight feet long.  It fell in such a way that it was caught in the bushes, so the beavers are stripping it of its bark, and cutting it into three foot chunks.

So much for not seeing any wildlife, huh?

Still, in all her years at the campground, Tami hasn’t seen a beaver in the wild yet.  She’s heard their tail slap the water in warning, but that’s it.

Beavers are pretty interesting mammals:  They have only one partner, can live about 24 years, their kits stay with them for about 2 years with the parents sharing duties, and they’re second only to humans in their ability to change their environment.

One of these days, she swears she’ll have a picture to show you!

Is It Spring Yet? All the Campers Want To Know!

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How’s everyone doing? Are you waiting for Spring to really start?  I know it’s supposed to be officially here, but I hadn’t seen it yet.

So my buddy Cookie and I headed out into the campground today to find it.  We were kind of disappointed that the snow was still close to knee deep in spots, but there were a lot of bare spots too!  Especially at the lake point.

I had to keep a very, very close eye on Cookie too because she goes bonkers for open water, and there was plenty of that to be found!

While we walked the snowshoe trail, we saw places where it looked like the deer might have lain down.  And look at this . . .

I’d say those busy beavers have been hard at work, wouldn’t you?

Cookie and I said hi to the eagle who’s sitting high on her throne nest.

We’re really looking forward to seeing eagle babies!

We saw the wood duck pair today too!  Down by the beaver hut.

I’ve always wanted to see their babies, especially in that moment where they drop from their tree nest, to the ground and head for the water.  I bet that’s really cool to watch.

Cookie and I agreed, we’d seen lots of signs of Spring, and we were about to head for home when we heard honking.  No, not car honking . . .

Goose honking!  There was a whole flock in that little patch of open water.

I’m very surprised Cookie didn’t take off after them – she’s not very trained on “stay”.  Not like I am anyway . . .

I took one last photo on my way back from the lake . . .

The owner of this camper can’t wait for Spring either! I bet she could tell you, right down to the minute, how many days we have left before camp opens . . .

It won’t be long now!

Eagle gawking . . .

Hey! Maxx here . . .

So, you should have seeeeen Tami’s face when she found out Dave got pictures of the eagle first this year.  She was like, on a mission to get down to that lake and find them for herself.

Not only did she grab her camera, but she took an extra battery, the lens extension AND the tripod.  “I know I can get more pictures and better pictures than David,” she grumbled. “It just takes patience.”

Cookie and Ben followed along too.  Tami made them take the leash, even though Cookie’s tail drooped at the sight of it.  But it’s a good thing they did because the lake was loaded with people!   Normally it’s pretty quiet, even on the weekends.  But instead, we saw snowmobiles putt-putting up and down the length of it, ice fisherman  out with their families, dogs  yapping,  four wheelers doing donuts over and over again while they waited for their little orange flags to pop up . . .

and even a sea plane landed!

Tami was sooooo worried the eagles wouldn’t hang around with all that busy-ness.  But there they were, watching over everything like the King and Queen of the lake.

Tami set up her tripod, while B and Cookie hung out on the point.   When she had the camera in place she turned it on and snapped two pictures.

“Darn it,” she said.

“What’s up?”  I asked.

“The battery died already!  Wait! I have another!” she grinned at me and said, “Aren’t I smart?”

I made a face at B, and he rolled his eyes back at me  as Tami put her spare battery in the camera.  When she said a bad word, I thought she’d seen me, until she cried out, “This battery’s dead too!”

Just then, the eagle started squawking.  Tami said, ‘No, no, no, no, stay there! Please!”

A beautiful hawk came into view.  The way it soared . . . I wanted to trade my antlers for wings!  It passed right over our heads, and even though Tami didn’t have a battery, she tried to take pictures anyway.  Click, click, click.

She was pretty close to tears.  “Hey,” I said.  “Why don’t I run up and see if Dave has another battery, okay?”

She sniffled and gave me a little smile.  “Th-thanks Maxx.  I’ll stay and keep an eye on the eagles.  Hurry!”

Like . . . did she think she could get them to stay if they decided to go hunting?

Anyway, B, Cookie and I ran from the lake, past campsites, and all the way up the hill to the house.  After getting a battery from David, we ran down the hill, past the campsites and back to the lake, just to keep Tami from crying into her camera lens.

She put the battery in and added the lens extension.  We sat on the point while she took a million thousand a few dozen pictures.

When we got home, she settled at her computer with a silly grin on her face.  B and I were playing bowling on the Wii when we heard that bad word again.

“Now what?” I asked.

“The pictures are all blurry!  There isn’t a good one in the bunch!  What am I doing wrong?”

I ran to get David before poor Tami had a total melt down.  B and Cookie hid behind the couch.  When David showed Tami what she was doing wrong, she reached for her coat and boots.   I grabbed my scarf.

“It’s okay Maxx, you don’t have to come,” she said, blowing her nose in a hankie.

“But I want to!”

So we trudged down to the lake again.  Thank goodness those eagles were still there, ’cause I don’t know what Tami would have done if they weren’t.   An hour later and she was all smiles again!

“Whoa!” I said, looking over her shoulder at the computer screen, “those pictures are gorgeous!”

“It just takes patience,” she said.

Uh-huh.   Whatever you say, Tami . . . whatever you say.

What a beautiful day!

Hey, Maax here!

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I was heading up to the house today to see if Tami wanted to go for a walk, and it looked like she had the same idea!

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Great minds think alike!!

“Heading to the lake?” I asked.

“Where else, big guy?” she said, patting my antler.

So we started down the main road, and tromped into the middle of the playing field.  Tami checked the seasonal sites on both sides of the field

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before we walked under the basketball  hoop into the woods. As always, Cookie had to be in the lead

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She’s such a five year old!

Tami stopped a lot  ’cause she said she wanted to take pictures.  She thought I couldn’t tell, but she was really getting winded from the wicked bad cold she has.  I asked her if she wanted to go back, but she really wanted to see if the eagles were down at the point.

When we first stepped into the woods, four huge ravens started squawking and shrieking.  They swooped low over us

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and landed on a branch where they kept taunting us.  They didn’t worry me at all . . . really!  But Cookie was so freaked out, she ran back to walk next to Tami.

“Never mind them,” Tami said.  “They’ll stop.”

It was so pretty outside today.   The sky was a bright blue, and the sun was shining down.

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The animal prints above came all the way across from the beaver hut to the campground point.  Then it followed  our marked trail alongside the lake and up  into the 20’s.  Tami tried to take a picture of the prints so she could look it up, but they just looked like blobs in the snow.  They weren’t big like mine, so they weren’t moose.  But they didn’t look like Cookie’s either, so they weren’t from a dog. I guess they could have been from one deer, but deer usually travel together, don’t they?

When we got to the point, Tami called Cookie back off the ice and made her sit.  “I thought I heard the eagle cry,”  she said.  We stood quietly,  looking up and down the lake.   Tami even used the telephoto lens.  We saw some ice fisherman down by the state park.  We saw some snow mobilers out on the lake.

But we didn’t see the eagles.

“Did you hear that?” Tami asked.

“That squeaky, squawky sound?” I said.

We listened some more.

“Um, Tami?”

She held up a hand.  “Shhhhhh!  I still hear it.”

“But Tami-”

“Maax! What?”

You’re making the squeaky, squawky sound.  When you breathe.”

Tami just looked at me for a minute, and when she squeaked again, she started giggling  . . . which made her cough . . . which made her decide it was time to head for home.   We took the path alongside the lake that lead us out of the woods across from site 29, and we walked up the hill through the 30’s

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Tami’d like to go out tomorrow too.  I sure hope her cold is better, and not worse!

HAPPY 2010!

Hey everyone!  Maxx here!

Did you all have a great Christmas season?  How about your New Year’s celebrations?  Things were crazy around here, what with Tami directing the church youth play, baking cookies, wrapping paper flying all over, and celebrations with family and friends.  Tami says it just wouldn’t be Christmas without a little bit of craziness, though!

And I’m sorry it took so long to post a blog entry, but you see, the laptop cord to Tami’s computer started to smoke one night, and even though she didn’t freak out for tooooo long . . . and they ordered a new cord right away . . . it was so close to Christmas that it took forEVer to arrive.

Guess what??   Tami and David invited me up to the house to celebrate New Years!  We had a blast playing a  game of double twelve dominoes.  Tami kept telling me how good she was at playing it . . .

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but the rest of us were just a little bit better!  She came in last place!  HA!  So she made us all switch to Tumbling Tower

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where Ben, David, Alex and Bryant stacked the tower so well, Tami came in last again.  She tried telling everyone that they’d ganged up against her, soDave suggested a different kind of game.

He put four chairs facing each other in the middle of the kitchen.   Then he told everyone to sit sideways on the chairs with their feet firmly on the floor,  and to lay their heads on the knees of the person behind them.  Then I pulled OUT all the chairs from under them, and Ben snapped this picture

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It was wicked cool!  They all stayed up in the air for about a minute . . . till Tami fell on her butt from giggling so much!

THIS is what Tami says about her non-winning streak

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After everyone FINALLY woke up this morning, I dragged Tami and Cookie out for a walk in the woods.  The snow was falling gently, and it was so quiet and peaceful.

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Tami said it was just what she needed ’cause starting Monday, she’s got a lot of work to do!  There’s over 250 advance reservations to enter in the computer and letters to send to those campers.  Then she has to send her “Think Spring” letter to the seasonals and the 500 families who camp with us year, after year, after year.

Oh!  And she’s got to write up her 2010 Calendar of Events!  Tami said all the entertainment is booked, including Santa.

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While Tami was out Christmas shopping, I took a sneak peek in her files.  All our favorite theme weekends are listed!    Pirate Weekend, Adventurer Weekend, Super Hero Weekend, two Halloweens and many, many more!

I can’t wait to see all my camping buddies again so we can make some 2010 memories!

Happy Thanksgiving

I can’t believe it’s almost Thanksgiving!  Everyone here is waiting for that big feast of squash, mashed potatoes, stuffing, apple-raisin salad, rolls, apple pie, pumpkin pie, chocolate creme pie . . . . and of course the turkey.

But not this kind of  turkey . . .

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THIS kind . . .

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On Sunday, I started to beg Tami to take me for another walk.  But I didn’t have to whine for very long.  She said taking a walk before all the “turkey-day-craziness” got here, was a pretty good idea.  So, we headed down the main road past Big Joe’s site to check out the water front first, ’cause we could hear the geese honking away down there.

I noticed right away that things are a lot browner now, but we still found a bit of color here and there

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When we got to the lake, we couldn’t find even one goose!  Or a duck.  Or a eagle.  Or a turkey.

Tami said it was because I kept kicking up the leaves all the way and I had to learn to tip toe quietly through the woods if I wanted to see wildlife.

Have you ever tried to walk quietly through the woods in November?  Sheesh!  Crunchy leaves and snapping twigs . . . I’d liked to see Tami try to tip toe around them with four hooves!

We did see lots of squirrels.  This one wasn’t afraid of us at all,

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In fact, he sat there, looking me in the eye, twitching his tail and yelling!  Every now and then, he’d scratch his back feet on the tree too.  It kind of made me nervous.  I thought he was gonna, maybe, jump on my antlers or something, so I begged Tami to stop taking pictures and dragged her down the trail, along the lake, toward the beaver hut.

Those beavers have been busy again!  There were lots of birch trees cut down

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and guess where we found them?  Yep!  On top the hut

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Can you see all the branches, grasses and twigs they put on it?  Every time we go down to look, we see more stuff dragged on top and then

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They drag mud up and smooth it down over everything.

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There’s the top of the beaver’s hut just beyond that big log.

Tami was surprised to see dragonflies out and about.  About four of them landed on her during our trek.

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And I was surprised to see boaters!

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Brrrrrrrr!  It must have been chilly out on the lake!    My antlers were shivering just watching them!

While Tami and I were walking along, I asked her what she was most thankful for.

“Well, my family of course,” she said, as she took photo number 4324 of the lake.  “I’m always very, very thankful for them, and our health.”

“Me too?” I asked.

She smiled at me over the camera.  “You’re family, aren’t you?”

“What else?” I asked.

“I’m thankful for all my friends, and our campers and to be able to work at something I love doing.   I’m really, really thankful that we can take nature walks right outside our backdoor.”  Tami lowered her camera. “What are you thankful for, Maxx?”

“All that stuff!” I said.  “And my little camping buddies, too!”

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Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!!

Trying to get to the lake . . .

What a day I had!!

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I was walking through the woods, minding my own business, when I heard the geese!  They were back!

Well, I’m not allowed to go to the lake by myself you know.  So I ran back to find Tami and whine, plead, ask her to take me.

But she wasn’t at the house, or the workshop or in the playing field

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I ran up one road and then down another

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No Tami.

She wasn’t on the playground or in the rec hall.  So I checked all the campsites

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But she wasn’t there either!  And I could see that sparkling water just beyond the trees . . . and I could hear the geese calling . . .

Then I saw David.  He was winterizing campsites and tipping picnic tables for the winter.

“Dave! Dave!  Where’s Tami!?”

He shrugged.  “I don’t know.  It wasn’t my turn to watch her.”

“Daaaaaaa-vid!”

“Hold onto your antlers,” he said.  “Last I knew, she mentioned something about having to do something in the store  -”

I ran up the big hill by Big Joe’s site, stopping to catch my breath once, twice, three times, only to findthe store door was locked.  So I peeked in one of the back windows and

YIKES

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Tami was at it again!

“What??  Are we being invaded??” I asked.

“mo, quissy.  om fluwng nahtre lecar acdot,”  she said.

Well, that’s what it sounded like with the mask on!   Finally, she took it off and said,  “No, silly.  I’m putting another layer of clear coat on the store floor so last year’s paint job will last longer.”

I tried to get her to ditch the paint job and take me to the lake.  It’s such a pretty day today, I said.  It’s going to rain tomorrow, I said.

But she said she’d already started the job and had to finish it.  And then she’d promised Ben she’d do this with him

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Pretty cool, huh??

Maybe it won’t rain so hard tomorrow.  Those weather men are wrong all summer long, so I can hope!