We looked for our elusive beaver in morning. Went up the slope and tried to wait them out, but to no avail . In the evening, we spotted "Big Daddy" Ted at mouth of Clint's Creek, laying down, watching for the first salmon to come swimming up the creek. Young boy tried to crash his party, but got run off rather unceremoniously --short tail tucked between hind legs!
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A different adventure every day!
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