This morning when I dressed for running with my Sunday morning running group I put on a shirt that I got at a trail race last year. On the shirt is written "Run With the Beavers". Some of the other runners commented on the shirt, so I gave a little information about the race.
When I got home, I decided to bushwhack into a beaver pond a short way into the White Mountain National Forest from my house. I saw a few young ducks and then this wild flower that I don't know.
On my way home from the first pond I walked into a wet area that I'd not explored before and soon was about 30 feet from a beaver lodge that looked active. I moved away from the lodge and walked on a grassy bank toward a beaver dam when I saw this guy checking me out.
He/she smacked that tail a few times but didn't hide. Just kept swimming around keeping an eye on me.
To get myself out of the area I quickly crossed behind the beaver in thigh deep water and scrambled up the bank on the other side. The beaver turned around and swam toward my location on the bank.
If it got much closer I probably would have been "Running from the Beaver". As I moved toward the dam the beaver went back into the area near the lodge. Seems like I probably invaded a space where there are young.