So many moose on the trails lately. I am more afraid of moose than I am of bears. Bears at least, sleep during the winter. Moose stay up and sometimes stay on the trails because they’re obviously a lot easier to walk on than ploughing through deep snow. But still, you moosen have long legs for a reason! That’s the thought my hyper-tense, anxious brain yells when I’m on the sled and pleading for a moose to move off the trail.
We’ve found out that the most effective moose-deterrant has been a flare. They’re immediate, eye-catching and non-lethal to all parties involved. We’ve only resorted to their use once and it was immediately effective, which is perfect when you’re trying to stop a team of 10 excited dogs from charging a moose that is much, much, MUCH bigger then they are.
It’s definitely winter now that we had a 2 feet dump of snow!
My first minicomic! I completed it in a day so I know it’s a bit rough. To be honest, I had been playing around with this story idea for a while, so before my brain could put it off anymore, I just dove in. Feels good to have something completed. I hope to get better with more practice.
Anyway, the story of me vs. the squirrel:
The idea of lemmings traveling the arctic expanse like tumbleweeds came from a researcher I worked with briefly. I thought it would be a funny image to draw so here’s my rendition.
Also, I’ve been playing around with brushes.
*sigh* Every time.
This is how I imagine they change their fur color.
Springtime is cow bunny season (I guess it also happens in autumn but I noticed it more in the spring, so spring it is). It’s that silly time when snowshoe hares are changing their fur color from their winter white to brown, shedding to look like a mini arctic bovine.
It’s also a cool camouflage technique to hide from…well, basically everything that is trying to eat it, whether it be lynx, wolf, Great Horned Owl, goshawk, Golden Eagle, coyote, squirrel (yes, squirrel, if it’s a baby hare), mink, other hawk species…geez, I’m really happy I’m not a snowshoe hare.