Dam It

Dam It. Is that really how I am starting this post? Yes it is. But there is a good reason for it. You see, my folks have a second home in Beaver Creek, CO (near Vail) - it is a beautiful on the river. We love going up there!

My dad, has a Beaver Pond. Yes he has a Beaver pond, at least that is what we call it and it is his because he works tirelessly to keep it there. Him and the Beavers have a love hate relationship.

He loves their dam, but hates the other dam-age they do around the land...Some of the Beavers have been trapped and relocated sometimes they come back sometimes they don't -

Each spring when the run off is heavy from Beaver Creek Mountain parts of the Beaver Dam wash away thus diminishing the "Beaver Pond" which is really just a pond with a cute nickname.

If there are no Beavers to rebuild the dam guess who does it?

YUP! Grandpa (my dad) He works for hours, hauling trees, twigs and other goodies he can find into the river to rebuild the dam (just as the beavers would)

So when I saw this hat over at Hatley Nature...You know I had to buy it!

And his reaction when he opened it was priceless.

There is nothing better than seeing your dad belly laugh! (sorry about Hailey's head, try to ignore and really look at Gramps!!)