Beaverville

During a walk through the Scanlon Creek Conservation area, I heard the unmistakable cries of beaver kits coming from the far side of the swamp. I walked through the forest and came upon the den which beavers had built with sticks, rocks, and mud. The cries were coming from inside the den, and the adult beavers were on guard duty, swimming around it. There were a lot of tail splashing when they saw me, the beavers’ way of warning others about danger. The beavers made it clear that no intruders are allowed near their kits. Next – What’s for dinner