With so much bitter cold, snow and ice this past winter, we didn’t go for many walks in the woods with our malamute Willow this year, even though she would have loved it. This past week was a time to revisit the woods behind our house to see what was what. And every walk getting away from the standard smells of the neighborhood, especially a woodland full of various critters, is like a kid in a candy shop for her.
I decided to bring my Fujifilm X100S along with me just for a little mental and visual exercise. I usually can shoot one handed with this camera without too much trouble.
The prolonged cold, winter weather had a way of zapping my motivation to get out. The woods are largely in a state of brown at the moment, much like November before the snow buried us. Some ice still remains on the ponds. A time of year where finding visual stimuli can be challenging as it looks so …. well – brown without much contrast anywhere.
Of course, Willow couldn’t care less about all of this, and as you can see here, pulling in her typical malamute stance of “I want to sniff this and you aren’t going to stop me.” She was very anxious to get to the sniffing agenda at hand at the path entrance – Sniff Stop #1.
Despite the homogeneous nature, this time of year is quite pleasant in these woods for walking. In a couple of months, the trailsides till be filled with poison ivy, and soon thereafter, mosquito hell. The wetland and abundant flood plains around here make certain of that. That is when we take our walks elsewhere, unfortunately.
Larger scenic photographs are hard to come by, especially with a strong 85 pound pulling machine attached to one hand. By now, we are at Sniff Stop #43 or so. I wanted to check out a stand that I found someone built last fall or so, wondering if it was being used for poaching the local deer population. I wasn’t quite prepared to find the carnage discovered at this scene.
Continuing on, we went back to the main path and headed up a hill overlooking a pond. There are various fallen trees and decent vantage points up here, chances of some photographs are growing. I try to steer Willow off the path a little to a dead tree, but first we need to stop at Sniff Stop # 64, 65, and 66.
I managed to get a few shots in this area I thought were interesting, for now at least.
The path we took ends up in a very swampy area, usually the sign it is time to turn around. Cleaning off a muddy malamute is no fun whatsoever.
As we near the end, of course we stop again – at this point, Sniff Stop #4,892. A hole that didn’t look too inviting to me. But for a curious malamute, a must sniff with the full nose plunge technique. By this time, I think we have both had satisfied our goals for the day.