MIZZY LAKE TRAIL on the way back

After this beautiful Fox had wandered off, we sat for a while,

munching on our lunch and congratulating one another at those absolutely 

marvelous sightings.

Christin kept shaking her head. "How lucky can I get? My first time here

and I see this Super example of a Bull Moose and then a Fox parades 

in front of us as if to brag about his wonderful tail."

I am super pleased. This, after all is my country and 

by extension this was my Moose and my Fox.

We had finished our lunch and we drink the last drops 

of the cooling Iced Tea from the thermos.

"What else is in store for us today?" Christin asks with a broad,satisfied smile on her face.

"Our hike is only half over and one never knows what else might cross our path." I said.

We slowly walked from our high perch to the pond.

Is this the first nipping of the Autumn winds? Noooo! Can't be!

Some long Grass in the slow moving river.

After two small turtles on a log and a green Frog on a Lily-pad

we get back into the brush land.

As if on Que there is a deer and a Raccoon-

This clever "masked marvel" is mostly close to wet land

where he crouches on the shore line, 

scanning the sand with his paws

trying to find small crabs or fishes, or, in fact, anything eatable.

Since this search often was successful 

and he extracted and then devoured 

his victim, it looked to early observers as if he "washed" his victim.

The Raccoon got stuck with the name: "Wash Bear."