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Posted by: DentonDoc
Posted on: Sep 2nd, 2013 at 3:56pm
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Stickman's cousin (petroglyph in Chaco Canyon, New Mexico)

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Posted by: starwatcher
Posted on: Sep 2nd, 2013 at 11:53am
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Looks like we need to provide some PODs. Attached is Quetico Agnes end of September 2004.

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Posted by: starwatcher
Posted on: Jul 15th, 2013 at 7:03pm
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PhantomJug wrote on Jul 15th, 2013 at 2:34pm:
Karl;

Where was todays photo taken?


Phantom Jug,

The location of today's POD is on a beautiful island campsite at the very north end of North Bay of Basswood in the Quetico.

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Posted by: PhantomJug
Posted on: Jul 15th, 2013 at 2:34pm
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Karl;

Where was todays photo taken?
Posted by: solotripper
Posted on: Jul 15th, 2013 at 1:20pm
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Solus wrote on Jul 13th, 2013 at 4:05pm:
UndecidedWell, the untold story  and the action shot not taken that followed this photo (and revealed the white bellies) brings to question my woods acumen. I pulled the camera down to see how close I was when they all turned screaming and hissing swarmed the canoe, including the two in the rear (that I was not aware of at that point) that attempted a flanking action. I did not know if they were capable of boarding, but they seemed intent on attempting it at the very least. I am not fluent in weasel but fairly certain they were telling me they were "going to rip my flesh". I swirled one away with my paddle and fled the scene.


Well there goes my politician analogy, we all know their gutless. Wink Grin
Posted by: Solus
Posted on: Jul 13th, 2013 at 4:05pm
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UndecidedWell, the untold story  and the action shot not taken that followed this photo (and revealed the white bellies) brings to question my woods acumen. I pulled the camera down to see how close I was when they all turned screaming and hissing swarmed the canoe, including the two in the rear (that I was not aware of at that point) that attempted a flanking action. I did not know if they were capable of boarding, but they seemed intent on attempting it at the very least. I am not fluent in weasel but fairly certain they were telling me they were "going to rip my flesh". I swirled one away with my paddle and fled the scene.
Posted by: intrepid_camper
Posted on: Jul 13th, 2013 at 1:41pm
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Well, I am amazed.  It is a poor day when you don't see or learn something new.  I have to believe you are right, Solus, as I am convinced you are a consummate woodsman; considering some of the great photos you have gotten and some of the adventures you've had (April 2012).   Smiley
Posted by: Solus
Posted on: Jul 13th, 2013 at 12:10pm
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The animals in the picture are about 4-6" long. The mother (not in this group but with a straggler behind this cluster) was within this size range. They had very sharp pointed faces and white bellies. They are not minks. They may be short-tailed weasels (Ermine), not easy to discriminate between short-tailed and least whilst in the drink.
Posted by: intrepid_camper
Posted on: Jul 13th, 2013 at 3:26am
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I am sure weasels can swim but have not experienced seeing them do that.  I think Solus' photo is a small mother mink and her kits following her.
Posted by: rlageman3
Posted on: Jul 13th, 2013 at 2:47am
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Early morning on McAree
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