Awoke to bird song at 6:00am Sunday. Jumped outta bed, grabbed my girlfriend, our dog and Rosie (we're dog sitting). Headed East of Canmore to a spot we'd seen beavers at 2 nights before. The Bow River is really low right now and has left a sandy bank: perfect for spotting tracks!
We saw something swimming in the river, which turned out to be a muskrat. No beavers this morning, I guess that they were sleeping in.
On Friday, the beavers were really bold. The female swam across the river straight to us. Met by Lucy our Chesapeake Bay retriever, she was undeterred.
The beaver hoisted herself onto the sand bank and almost kissed our dog. This beaver was huge--the size of a laborador retriever with stubby legs. Given its size and the sharpness of her teeth, we called Lucy off. The beaver happily swam back across the river and got back to packing mud to repair her home. The big boy beaver was waiting for a little Friday night action, but she threw him off and into the river!
This photo was all we found of the beavers this morning. They must have been sleeping in. Notice the tail mark dragging on the sand.
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