Hiking to the road yesterday, a set of tracks arrested our attention: canine prints larger than we usually see on the peninsula, either from the local coyotes or the neighborhood dogs. We barely had time to inspect them before hurrying to beat the tide. When we returned in the afternoon, we stopped to look more carefully.
A line of large tracks came from the “Moose Highway,” the trail down the Mt. Riley ridge, through the forest to the edge of the trail, abruptly turned, and returned the way it came. I laid down my pocket knife next to or in a few of the prints, and took photos.
(Photo: Mark Zeiger)