Trees such as Black Spruce and Tamarack are even growing on it now.
|Black Spruce Growing on the Bog|
I really couldn't appreciate that there really was a lake below us until we came to the "peek hole". Here is a long pole that you pull up out of the lake - it is over 20 feet deep! In many places the boardwark rocks and splashes as you travel over the floating walkway.
|Proof there's a Lake Underneath|
The bog supports many plants unique to this type of environment, including Pitcher Plant and Cranberry.
It was a very interesting area, but also a little disconcerting to think what can happen to a lake over just a few generations.
Thankfully, back on Lake Wicwas, you can't walk on the lake yet! (Although, as the temperature continues to drop, soon enough we'll be walking on Lake Wicwas on a different surface....) And the foliage is fabulous. The maples are bright orange and red, and the east facing hills seen from Crockett's ledge are brilliant yellow.
|South from Crockett's Ledge|
|Maples Reveal their True Colors|
|Mr. Wood Duck|
|And Mrs. Wood Duck|
This should be just the first of many interesting birds that will visit Lake Wicwas over the next two months for a rest and a meal on their way to their winter homes.
Now, I'll apologize in advance for this next sighting, but remember, I didn't invent this, I'm just an observer! This mushroom is known as a Stinkhorn - it is a member of the genus Phallus, named for an obvious reason.
|Stinkhorn (genus Phallus)|
The common name of "Stinkhorn" comes from the fact they emit the most horrendous odor, which actually has a reason related to reproduction: the stench attracts flies which land on the top of the mushroom which has the spores needed to reproduce. The spores stick to the flies' feet and are transported to other locations when the fly moves on. It was working quite well today.
They grow to full size in only a few hours, and live but a couple of days, so they have to attract insects fast! Scientists do not know the reason for their odd shape....
One more note: the local animals continue to enjoy the bounty of the fall harvest,
|A Chipmunk's Dinner Table is our Front Step|
as we do too!
|With Apples from Arbutus Hill!|