Sloan and I decided to spend some time this afternoon visiting Centennial. The snowfall last night made for some perfect tracking opportunities and a very refreshing end to the week. Although we spent a lot of time slipping around on ice, the sights were well worth it.
It appears that someone wanted to make a meal out of this tasty tree.
Dog tracks, easily the most identifiable and prevalent species on our walk.
The faintest snowshoe hare track, as indicated by the gait and size of the foot.
If you look closely enough, you can see the bore holes of woodpeckers.