Lots of Snow

On Dec 10 while checking the Goat trail Bryan came across strange tracks in the 5 foot deep snow. At first he wondered what is that???? It looked like a giant 3 foot wide bowling ball had rolled it's way across the trail. Upon looking closer he say foot prints in the bottom...a BIG GRIZZLY had woken up and had checked out one of our sets, then walked 100 down our trail, then headed off into the bush again. The last sign of Grizzly tracks was late October.
Our chilcotin fence has a 3 ft cap on it.

Really piling up out there. In the yard there is 4 feet of snow and up in the hills there is 5'. Unless you are on a Skidoo or snowshoes you are not going anywhere. These are called Lynx snowshoes 20" and are made by a man in Prince George. They are used by working fallers and are what we use. They are the best!!! We have the others which are fine on beaver ponds but in the thick of the forest you can turn around on these and move through small places.

A Christmas Card for you

It's snowing, it's blowing. We're in winter's fist.
Our lake is enveloped in a fine shroud of mist.
Soon it will be just another plateau
A forlorn plain covered with snow.
Our thoughts now turn to sunnier places.
Of FAMILY and FRIENDS and FAMILIAR faces
It's snowing, it's blowing. Winter is here.
MERRY CHRISTMAS, MY FRIENDS!
GOOD WILL AND GOOD CHEER!

thehappytrappers.blogspot.com (poem by Bryan)

Remembrances for my family...... "EGGS"

When my dad (George Wilson McNeil), who was Lea's Great Grandfather, was 6 or 7 years old during the Great Depression, his job after school several times a week was to deliver chicken eggs to different people all over town. His mom and dad had chickens and he would collect the eggs and put them in his little red wagon. He'd harness his dog up and off they would go with the dog pulling the wagon. The funny part of the story is not the dog pulling the wagon or waiting on the street while he took the egg cartons into each house.....No, the funny part was my dad's tame chicken who rode on the wagon with the eggs. The load was high...15 or 20 dozen eggs and here was that chicken sitting on top of the pile of eggs.