Shortly after we arrived at Smith’s in June we watched off in the distance a skunk waddle down to the creek. By the time I located & grabbed the camera and ran down the bank the stinky creature had found solace in the dense brush alongside the creek. I missed a photo shoot.
Lots of brush for the skunk to hide in down there at the creek
However, there are quite a few evenings when I’ve left the kids tent trailer that I can smell skunk. He/she must have recently waddled by in the dark, leaving an unmistakable odour wafting thru the evening air. I’m glad I haven’t mis-timed it or I’d be sitting in a bath of tomato juice, neither of which we have, the bath nor the tomato juice. Besides, does that trick even really work? What do you do for skunk essence?
We haven’t missed getting photos of all of the non-BC (British Columbia) residents that look fascinating to us. A small sampling but here they are:
Praying Mantis. I remember the first time we saw one in ‘the wiles’, on the basketball court in Maricopa, AZ 2008. Such cool creatures. Now, we often have them in our camp, on the back of our chairs, or perched on the top of our tents (under the fly) hiding out. On our van, too.
Marmot. We see them in the fields, often sitting on top of irrigation pipes. Or they are sunning amongst the rocks on our walks. Fat furry creatures, I remember first learning about them from good ‘ol Sesame Street!
Perfect specimen, this badger waited for us to get a good photo. We found him alongside of the country road, obviously had some recent interaction with a passing vehicle. He still looked potentially dangerous, so before approaching from the opposite side of the road, Everette tossed a few rocks at him. With not a blink of the eye or a turn of the head, he looked pretty safe to approach. What a beautiful creature, really.