Nice Beaver

Had the consummate “Canadian” ride last night:

While doing my city loop, part of it take me along a spit of land off of Toronto’s shoreline. It’s closed to traffic (only traffic is during the workday, when trucks dump landfill there), and is pretty wild. At the tip, you almost don’t feel like you’re in the city anywhere, though there’s a great view of Toronto.

Just after my turn-around, I was motoring back when I saw something large and brown trundling across the road. Yep, a beaver. Big, probably at least 50 or 60 pounds, big old tail, etc. Probably has a dam in one of the little inlets there. I’ve heard they don’t see well, but he didn’t even change his pace across the road when he head me. Never stopped, never looked, just kept wobbling across the road.

My first time seeing one not in a zoo (kinda weird considering I used to be a camp counselor in Algonquin Park in the summers). Even weirder that I saw it in the city.

Hmmm, why did the beaver cross the road…?

No big deal to us since we live in rural eastern Ontario. The wife and I were out for a ride on Sunday and we rode past a bunch of them building a dam on a large pond. We also had a deer cross the road in front of us. Hardly saw any cars. It was a nice ride.

Saw a wild turkey on a ride yesterday morning in the Virginia countryside. Always fun to see animals that aren’t often seen by people.

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Hmmm, why did the beaver cross the road…?

To get away from his dam house!?

“Thanks, I’ve just had it stuffed!”
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Oh, not the kinda beaver I was thinking about.

“Thanks, I’ve just had it stuffed!”
damn, beat me to it:)
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Sorry Dude, i hardly ever post here, but couldn’t resist. When i was young & Horny (varsity days) me and my mates would hire Naked Gun 1, 2, & 3, rolled a fatty and sit round giggling like girls for hours, much fun…

…wel, so glad you noticed.

I was paddling my Olympic canoe down Cross Bayou in Louisiana once about twilight and got into a nice rhythm( like TT on the bike) . I heard a rumble on the bank and I guess I spooked him, but the damn thing ran down the bank and jumped in my boat. Olympic boats are pretty tippy and I don’t know how I saved myself but Mr. Beaver jumped out with a plop and went on his way. Had to do a panty check afterwards. Thanks for the story, I hadn’t thought of that on in about 20 years. G