Beavers SRO

I got a call at the office yesterday from one of the champions organizing the “Visions of the wild” program saying that our beaver Safari was full and it would be great if we could call the interested folks back and tell them we could take a few more. Which I did. Then we got an email from a Martinez resident wondering the same thing. The organizer added more spaces and they all filled up. In fact we were the first event to fill up yesterday, with the most people registered of any event.

Now this would be a great thing all by itself, but I got a call this morning from Moses saying the kit was back at the secondary dam and this is even better. You see, we saw him in the usual places on the 9th. Then I think he drifted upstream with his big brothers (or sisters) back at the last super high tide (August 12). The siblings had a grand old time ripping out trees behind Ward Street, and there was plenty to eat.

Now I’ll tell you straight out that I’m the only one who thought this was a problem. But three beavers were still at the bank hole by the secondary and I think one of them was mom. So I was concerned about a four month old beaver being away from his mother for that long. I talked to our beaver experts who were also concerned. I experimented with audio and we even left a trail of apples for him to come home. But no one saw him back with the others since the 9th.

Kits get lost all the time, just like children. And even though he’s with family, have you honestly never came to harm when you were a kindergartner with your teenage brothers? They aren’t the most attentive of parents. Here’s a horrifying example of a younger kit getting lost set to a lovely soundtrack.

After hoping for a miracle at the 5.5 high tide this weekend I told Moses that if he gave me footage of the kit coming back home I’d give him 100 dollars. I was slightly encouraged because I saw Dad this weekend, and I knew he’d be familiar with the territory and could find him. My grim outlook was mostly disregarded until money convinced him I was serious. Moses hung around into the wee hours and called me this morning saying baby had come down to the primary dam and into the bank hole by the secondary. High tide was 5.6 again around 5 o’clock. And he was HOME, or at least he knew how to get there and could get back whenever he liked.

In theory. I’ll tell you when I’ve seen the actual video. Moses is dropping it off this morning. And before my pockets get any lighter I want to see something like THIS!