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Final ride of the season

Getting ready to ride
A couple weekends ago, Dad, Hubby and I went snowmobiling.  It was warm, sunny and the snow was pretty soft.  While winter has no desire to leave Maine, this was probably the last ride of the year due to our weekends being booked.

Dad's goal for all trips, anywhere and any time of year is to see deer.  I regularly get reports about how many he is seeing and where.  So we headed out with the goal of getting some fresh air and seeing deer.

"If I don't move, they won't see me"
And without fail, Dad found us a deer.  You probably can't see it very well in that cluster of trees, but you can make out the round body and an ear.  It was probably the closest that I have been to a deer while not in a tree stand.  The deer stopped and knew that it was hidden well enough that it could watch us without feeling totally threatened.  We sat and watched it for a few minutes before it decided to bounce up the hill away from us.

Birdhouse? Trail Camera?
We rode some more and I took photos of every tree stand that I saw (blog coming soon).  Next to one of them was this bird house.  A part of me wondered if it were really a trail camera, which would make for a GREAT cover.  I am not sure if you could design it in a way that would let the sensor and camera both work while keeping the birdhouse looking authentic, but what a cool idea!  And once I took the picture of the tree stand next to it, I waved at the birdhouse, because you never - someone may be watching.

The snow was sticky and it was warm enough to drive without gloves which made for some great snowballs!  I got Hubby with a couple of good ones and then would raise my camera when he was close enough to get me with one - can't get the camera wet! ha!

It was a fun way to end the snowmobile season for us and even though parts of Maine are getting another foot of snow tomorrow, hopefully spring is around the corner - and with it TURKEY SEASON!







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