The view on the way out; a view of the most impenetrable part of the woods. It is the north side of the forest.

A thicket of saplings, raspberry brambles, and dogwoods block the way in, but, I DID get some see some colouring up of some Sugar Maple foliage at the woodland’s edge.

While I am now sure what I saw, I am still flabbergasted af by it; an old beaver dam is part of this creek??!? Mud and sticks, its gotta be. I would’ve gotten closer to take some shots but I was not in the mood to SOMEHOW encounter some peeved beavers.

It’s holding back a lot of water too; if I were to stand on the drier side of the dam which is nothing but puddles for water depth, I’m sure the water being held by the damside would reach above my head!!! With the overgrowth of grasses, it has to have been there for a good few years.

When I told dad of the dam he was determined to let everybody know so it’d get torn down (farmers, drainage ditches, and beaver dams don’t blend together well) but the fact the dam shows signs of being so old gave him surprised pause fortunately…