Smart muskrats … Well, I had nailed their entrances with the new trap sets yesterday – BUT – sometime during the night, they saw their entrances blocked, and rather than trip the traps, they dug an escape hole out the bank. Further, they had turned the newly set trap sideways, so they could continue using the old entrance apparently – and I’m guessing they did this from outside the hole, by pushing on the handle. They had also dug a new underwater entrance 2mRead More
Lowered the 110 trap near the old sink – as I noticed that the brown mud trail was refreshed, and it seems to spew from under where the trap had been – so now it’s blocking the bottom of that hole – I’m betting I get something. Also, regarding the reed hutch at the back NW corner of the pond – it had freshly gnawed roots laying on top of it – right next to a new opening into theRead More
Found the muskrat hole, finally. And set a trap … At least one of their holes, at any rate. It is in the part of the pond where the banks are highest, providing dry dwelling space to the little varmints. The tell was lighter brown pond bottom leading to the hole. It’s a few inches under the surface of the water, about the diameter of my fist. The muskrat(s) ate up so much vegetation, it’s finally possible to find their stuff.Read More
Just checked behind the barn. Still wet. Even with the work Rob and I did on the side shed and the driveway apron. Which means, some of the water affecting the barn foundation comes from a layer of earth 10-12′ below the barn’s driveway apron. (It is a 3 story barn – 2nd story is level with the driveway.) I would need drainage tiles down there in front of the barn foundation – or more practically, inside the barn, justRead More
After looking for 4 weeks, I finally found the muskrat’s dwelling. Made of reeds, as I’d suspected – due to the massive reed damage in the very back of the pond. The muskrat’s been destroying so much vegetation, that I could just see its hut. Some pics of the pond and the reed hut.
One water lily remains. It’s the one closest to the dock, and the canoe moored to that dock. A canoe which was only recently put back into the water, and allowed to swing about on it’s mooring – out over the closest water lilies. I think that canoe had been acting as a sort of scare crow for the water lilies – cause when I beached the canoe a few weeks ago – the water lily destruction began in earnest. Hopefully,Read More