My heart was in my throat as the wake from the motorboat closed over him. Would he emerge from the roiling water?
The first time I watched this squirrel swimming across the channel at the lake, I was too dumbfounded to reach for the camera. All I could do was sit in the kayak and stare open-mouthed at the incongruous sight of a squirrel dog-paddling as though he was a natural-born swimmer.
Maybe he was a natural swimmer because he handled the boat’s wake with agility. In the third frame of the photo sequence here, the foreground water shows the last remnants of the choppy disturbance from the boat.
After the fourth frame, he continued paddling on, headed for the shore. Unfortunatly the light was too dim there for photos worth sharing, but at the shore, he grabbed on to some vegetation and quickly scampered ashore.
I observed this same squirrel swimming in two different areas of the lake that month. On one occasion, I discovered him entering the water by climbing down an overhanging branch that jutted out into the water and touched the surface about fifteen feet from shore. The squirrel was definitely choosing to enter the water by way of the branch, he hadn’t merely tumbled in. Remarkable.
This week, Michelle W and WordPress asked us to speak about “one.” This is definitely one extraordinary squirrel!
Thanks to Michelle W and WordPress for the Weekly Photo Challenge: One prompt.
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Remember: Walk softly and carry a long lens.™
The Tao of Feathers™
(These photos were taken September 11, 2011.)
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