Everybody likes native species

Working my way back across the U.P. today and stopped to check a promising White Pine site which proved to be a township park. These are frequently some of the best recreational sites all around Michigan as the State & Federal systems are so much more well known. I could only scrounge up a few dozen cones though; mostly they opened too early for the squirrels, that far south. Quite a shame I am snowed out of the area with a good crop, again.

This park had a relatively new sign placed explaining some of the native critters on this very riparian site, like these:



Who doesn’t love those Otters? I mean when I tell someone my fishing excursion included a bunch of Otters frolicking, they will almost always say “Cool! You got to see Otters!” I don’t bother telling them I throw rocks in their direction, in hopes they will reverse course away from me.

But after the warm furry water creatures, we can’t forget the ones under the water. I mean the Brook Trout is like the National Fish of da U.P. - if you say the word “Trout,” someone else will soon say “Brookies!” with a bit of excitement in their voice.



But this sign, well, I think I will let the expression on the faces of the pictured Trout do the rest of the talking