Finally, Real Deer Poop

Last Sunday the Wookie and I went for a hike on what is called the Old Annapolis Valley Trail. Actually, it was just a segment of the trail, that dates back to the time before Europeans even landed on the shores of what is now Canada. The native Canadians, mostly Mig Maw and Maliseet (forgive my incorrect spelling as I'm spelling phonetically), camped on the shores of the Bay of Fundy during the winter and in summer would travel to the south shore of the province, outside of what is now Halifax. Better fishing prospects here during the summer. The trail they used runs through what is now owned by a pulp and paper company that is managing the woodlands. The company, Bowater-Mersey, also keeps up the hiking trail for the benefit of the community. There are a few interpretive panels along the trail describing the type of forest, silviculture techniques, and even an old logging camp.
Our first rest stop was in the middle of moss green shag carpeting as far as the eye could see. I love walking on moss.


The next pic is a close-up of one type of moss that looks like tree tops in a tropical forest.


On Tuesday I went for a short hike to Jack's Lake but I took a different path to it. along the way I discovered a tree that reminded of the kids' show H.R.Puffinstuff.


And I finally found seem real, honest to goodness deer poop. Not a gall masquerading as deer poop. I found it on the ground and moved it to a rock to better take a picture. If you only could have heard me laughing when I came across it.



I dissected it with a couple of sticks to make sure it was deer poop and not an insect abode, and again, dear readers, I saved you from the pictures of that operation.
There's no telling what we'll find this weekend as I'm planning a hike on some new (to us) roads and trails. Maybe some bear prints?

S.