According to the proprietor, these critters have found permanent homes beneath several of this campground's docks. In between intervals of posturing for the camera, one chap in particular delighted in going beneath the boards leaving nothing but his nose and whiskers poking out. If he thought he was hiding, his snuffling and blowing gave away his position quite readily, as did that of his companions when they'd surface from a protracted dive.
Mineral Lake holds plenty of Otter food, from hatchery-raised brown and rainbow trout to a substantial population of crawdads, a fare also enjoyed by humans during the Fourth of July all-you-can-eat crawdad (crayfish) picnic. "Poor man's lobster," they call them, and justifiably so. Tasty with or without butter, the tails are bite-sized morsels of pure deliciousness. Now as for Mr. Otter, he'd better leave me a few!
Great shot! I love the texture in both the water and the otter's fur! I often visit with the otters that live among the rocks that line the harbour near my dad's memorial bench.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Diane! It was fun watching these guys today. Occasionally, one would come out of the water to lay on the dock for a while, but never long enough for me to get a picture.
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