Had a couple of visitors last night. The dogs alerted me to it when we went out for our morning pee.
It was too dark to make out the tracks then. Whatever it was came up the lane as far as the barn, rooted around a bit, then retreated from whence it came.
After breakfast, I headed out to follow the tracks. Two coyotes. They might have been interested in a fox or a rabbit that had crossed the yard earlier. It looked as though they decided the tracks weren’t fresh enough and their would-be prey was long gone.
The coyote tracks led down an old tractor lane, past a log cabin and through a stand of pines that had once been a farm field.
As I followed the tracks through the woods, the wind kicked up. It blew snow off the boughs, creating an instant blizzard.
After crossing through the woods, the coyotes had descended into a floodplain and crossed a small wash. They continued along an old wagon road, then followed Pine Run a short distance before crossing.
I decided not to follow any further. I had followed the tracks about 2/3 of a mile.
It’s possible these was the same coyotes whose tracks we followed across the ice on Pine Run a few months ago.