So Close!

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We are so close to May, yet sometimes it feels oh so far away.  Yes, we did receive 5 inches of snow last night and it is still coming down.  Yes, it has been a long winter.  Despite all that I still can appreciate a good snow storm.  This one dumped the thick, heavy, sticky kind of snow that sticks to every surface and turns the forest into a magical place.

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The temps this morning are in the low 30s.  This wet, heavy snow will melt fast.  Until then, we wait.  And wait.  And wait.  Hang in there!  We will be paddling before you know it!

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Shy Spring

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Tow dock on Sag

I’ve been wanting to post something spring-like for a while to give everyone hope and fresh dreams of canoe trips.  Unfortunately, the weather has not been conducive to such pictures.  Spring is coming, I’ve been told, but she is just not very photogenic yet.  Every time I think Spring is popping her shy little head from behind winter’s cloak, BAM, it snows again.  There are signs, yes, but you have to look and listen a little closer.

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Round Lake this morning

The question on everyone’s mind is – when will the ice be out?  I’m hearing reports around the county of ice depths in the 20 – 30 inch range depending on the size of the lake.  Round Lake no longer has a snow blanket and the slush is deep and dark.  Last week was in the 20 degree range which did not help, but this week is suppose to be in the high 50s.  A lot of predictions are flying around, but really, it all depends on the combination of the sun and the rain and the wind— today is sunny, windy and 59 so I have hope for sooner rather than later.

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The Cross River that runs along Round Lake road is running rapidly.  Where the current is strongest, the water is open.  Yesterday we spotted a male common goldeneye duck doing his funny little dance for his lady friend.  The pileated woodpeckers that hang out around camp have been busy drumming and excavating cavities for new nests.  Their piles of wood splinters litter the nasty old snow piles hanging around in the shade.  A pair of ravens are working on a nest in one of our large white pines.   A number of bald eagles have been spotted soaring high above.  Easter morning we heard robins, happy little nuthatches, bald eagles, a Canada goose and all sorts of cheery chickadees singing their spring songs.  It was nice enough to have the windows open through which we heard a pack of wolves who we hope were not perusing the Easter bunny.

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The snow is melting.  Ephemeral waterfalls and creeks are springing up along the roads.  That beautiful music made by dripping water can be heard as it jumps off the roofs.  The beaver pond by the road, filled to the brim, gave up last weekend and washed away part of the road.  A deep, tire grabbing trench cut us off from the world for a day.  A sure sign of spring is when the potholes and road washes start turning up.  The Cook County highway department guys straightened things out in no time.

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The wind has been strong with all these snow squalls roaring through.  Saturday’s storm was strong enough to finally blow over the large white pine struck by lightening last summer.  Once again the Cook County guys came out and cleared the road.  Thanks guys!

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Spring is coming, slowly and shyly, but she is coming.  Hang in there.  We’ll let you know when you can dip your paddles again in Round Lake!

A Tribute to Denali

You know, it has been a huge honor and responsibility to have another being devote her entire life to our family.

This weekend we had a chance to reflect on the life of Denali.

  She was a great woods-companion for Daniel.

She worked-out with Shelby.

She kept Andy company.

 

She was tireless retriever.

And she was my faithful girl.

She was so devoted to figuring out what we wanted her to do, and then doing it.  

This morning, she was especially uncomfortable–but when I asked her to follow me into the vet’s office, of course she did her best to comply.  I whispered into her ear—I thanked her for watching out for us, for being such good company, for her absolute loyalty.

I told her we loved her, and that she was a good dog, the best dog.  And then I said goodbye. She took a chunk of each of our hearts with her, that’s for sure.

Weekend Plans?

The snow may still be deep up here in the North Woods, but we are thinking of spring!  This weekend, March 26-30, we will be at the Northwest Sportshow in Minneapolis.  Spend the weekend out of the cold drooling over bass boats that would never fit on a portage, pick out your next lucky lure, find that new camping gadget must have, and stop at Booth 1337 to talk with Andy, Sue, Shelby or Dan about your summer canoe trip!

Visit the Progressive Insurance Northwest Sportshow Website!

Tuscarora will be at Booth 1337

Pine Marten Burglars

A few weeks ago I was out shoveling (surprise, surprise) when I glanced up at the roof of Cabin 3 to grumble at the snow laden shingles only to see tracks on the fresh powder.  My first, but very wrong, thought was how did Lucy get up there?  Yes she is an energizer bunny/mountain goat/cougar package all wrapped up in an small puppy body, but she is not THAT good.

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Last week my curiosity was satisfied.  A pine marten patrolling camp looking for lunch climbed up into the bird feeder on the deck.  Finding nothing, I watched him scale an evergreen and leap onto the roof of Cabin 4.  Changing his mind, he leaped back into the tree, climbed out onto a different branch and jumped onto the roof with a thud.

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Now at this point Lucy had been tracking all movement with a sharp eye.  She had not barked once, but her whole body was trembling with her concentration.  Once the marten jumped on the roof, she lost site of her quarry.  She commenced running from window to window looking for the intruder.  I have to admit I was following along, curious to see where and how this little guy would dismount.  With another thud, the marten landed on the deck rather ungracefully.  I’m not sure if he calculated on the snow being deeper than it actual was or not.

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The pine marten continued his patrol of the perimeter before making for Cabin 3.  Lucy and I watched him climb up a spindly little aspen and out onto a branch.  His tail started to sway as he calculated the distance than leaped onto the roof.  I could see him running along the ridge line looking for who knows what then down the other side.  At the gutter he took a running leap, Super Man style, into the deep snow bank where he settled in to devour some discarded minnows.

Next time you are in the Northwoods and hear a thud on the roof, it is probably not the pitter patter of reindeer feed, it is just your local pine marten burglar looking to steal a quick snack!