forestgnome
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Saturday night I camped out at my secret camp site on a trailless brook near the Kancamagus. It was a beautiful evening as I set up camp. Then I went for a sunset moose cruise on the Kancamagus to see who was around. I've gotten to know a big bull that I see every spring, whom I call "Big Daddy", but I haven't seen him this year and I'm a little worried about him. I didn't see him but I did see this young adult cow near a meadow...
She made her way into the meadow and browsed on fresh grass shoots...
The sun was setting behind distant mountains and the light was beautiful. I talked to her for a while and waited to see if she had any babies around but she didn't. I sat down and hung out with her and after a few minutes three woodcocks flushed right next to us. I was startled but the moose didn't flinch. She must have known they were there.
We hung out together and watched the sunset...
Then I went back to the campsight on the brook for hot dogs and a nice little fire and a bit of cognac. A bear (probably) had already pawed my stuff around but there was no food to score. Camp was so enjoyable, and then it was just as nice to crawl into the tent and doze off listening to the brook.
In the morning I planned to hike Livermore Trail to Old Skidder Trail to The Flume. The trail was nice and dry but as I got to the last pitch near the height of land I encountered snow. Not gonna do it! I'm so done with snow. The east-facing side of the pass was bare ground so I left the trail and hiked up and around, but when I got up to Lost Pass, it was all holding onto the snow. Not gonna do it. I made my way back down and opted for The Moats from Passaconaway Rd.
Good call. The trail is in excellent shape. The first part of the trail is mostly beech and the leaves are brilliant spring green.
Bears like beech stands, and many trees show bear claw marks...
I left the trail to explore a swampy area west of the trail. Indian poke and ferns popping out of the ground...
lots of bellwort...
and troutlillies...
continued...
She made her way into the meadow and browsed on fresh grass shoots...
The sun was setting behind distant mountains and the light was beautiful. I talked to her for a while and waited to see if she had any babies around but she didn't. I sat down and hung out with her and after a few minutes three woodcocks flushed right next to us. I was startled but the moose didn't flinch. She must have known they were there.
We hung out together and watched the sunset...
Then I went back to the campsight on the brook for hot dogs and a nice little fire and a bit of cognac. A bear (probably) had already pawed my stuff around but there was no food to score. Camp was so enjoyable, and then it was just as nice to crawl into the tent and doze off listening to the brook.
In the morning I planned to hike Livermore Trail to Old Skidder Trail to The Flume. The trail was nice and dry but as I got to the last pitch near the height of land I encountered snow. Not gonna do it! I'm so done with snow. The east-facing side of the pass was bare ground so I left the trail and hiked up and around, but when I got up to Lost Pass, it was all holding onto the snow. Not gonna do it. I made my way back down and opted for The Moats from Passaconaway Rd.
Good call. The trail is in excellent shape. The first part of the trail is mostly beech and the leaves are brilliant spring green.
Bears like beech stands, and many trees show bear claw marks...
I left the trail to explore a swampy area west of the trail. Indian poke and ferns popping out of the ground...
lots of bellwort...
and troutlillies...
continued...
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