Writing Week & Tracking the Wily Beaver
My health sucks so I shipped my horrible dogs off to a great local kennel for 5 days. I miss them a lot – we’re pretty inseparable – but my energy is low and I need to focus on the book.
The rewrite is going great! I am over halfway through implementing changes from my last edit of the paper manuscript. I’m doing a lot of structural and fill-in work. The writing is fun and I feel great about it. The structural work is still a pain to my list-hating neurons.
The day before I exiled the canines we went on an extra-long hike.
I spotted beaver tracks on Lake Almira:
We followed the tracks out of the lake up the hill:
I’m no tracker but it’s pretty hard to miss a beaver track in snow:
The double beaver track headed cross-country to the Tamarack Bog:
We followed the beaver tracks out of the frozen bog. I knew they were heading to Miller Camp Lake and sure enough:
When the tracks got to Miller Camp Lake they petered out on a bare South-facing slope. I think the double track was the beaver retracing his steps. Hope he had a nice outing. He led me on a great little trek.
We made our way back on the access road. It’s mud season:
Back to rewriting Hel’s Bet.