Bob saw an unexpected sight today on the porch of cabin 11 — a Fisher.
No, not a fisherman, although those are an unexpected sight lately, also, during our cold snap. What Bob found in the screen porch was an elusive, medium-sized member of the weasel family known as the Fisher. Similar to a Pine Marten, but quite a bit bigger, it is very rare to spot a Fisher, muchless see one on a cabin porch. Pine martens can routinely be lured onto decks and porches, especially in Lodges 1-4. One of the fun guest games lately is to leave an apple out on a lodge deck and wait for the pine marten to come and take it. But the glossy brown fur of Fisher is rarely glimpsed at Bearskin, always in a “What was that dark brown animal I just saw slipping into the woods?” way. We’re not sure why this Fisher ended up on the Cabin 11 porch, but they are aggressive predators of smaller mammals. Maybe the red squirrels down by cabins 9-11 who routinely munch on porch window screens lured the Fisher in.
It was actually a very good animal day for Bob, who is legendary for his inability to spot any wildlife, ever. While standing on the the lodge front steps this morning, a Nuthatch flew around him. When Bob held out his hand, the Nuthatch landed in his palm. For just a moment Bob thought, “Ah, this is the life of a lodge owner.” Then the bird flew away and Bob returned to the real life of a lodge owner, which has more to do with water leaks, septic systems and propane tanks than wildlife magically appearing on an outstretched hand.