Meet RH. He is the respectable brother-in-law of our historian living in dangerous proximity to North Pond at Lincoln Park. He has intriguing hobbies, a wide range of interests, many friends, gainful employment, and a rich, rewarding life but all that is going to change. Soon his time, his pocket change, his hard drive, even his very thought patterns will all be eaten by the demands of a certain insatiable rodent. His mornings will be busy with interviews and his afternoons laden with conservancy meetings or lunchtime presentations to the local moose lodge. His desk will be piled with papers and he will learn to effortlessly cite statistics like “the female beaver is only in estrus for 12 hours a year” or “beavers are monomorphs which means they have no external sex characteristics.” Life, as he knows it, is about to change, maybe for a few months, maybe as long as a year, maybe forever.
Little does he suspect he’s about to enter “The Beaver Zone”
Ahh RH, it couldn’t happen to a nicer guy. Welcome to the ranks! This morning he sent footage of several yearlings munching on tules in the pond, and while he was exploring he met a like minded member of the conservancy who wants to think about extending riparian zones for birds and beavers. We can expect a guest blog from him soon, an article or two and maybe some interviews on the teevee. Lincoln Park Beavers, you don’t know how lucky you are!
