I slipped back through Elk Island earlier this week with winter shooting in mind. We had just come out of a minus 30 deep freeze and minus 10 felt pretty good. Obviously, a group of snowshoers had felt the same way as I found these tracks leading out onto Astotin Lake, around the island and back. I wandered around shooting snow drifts, snowshow hare tracks and waited for the sunset while listening to the coyotes howling back and forth across the lake. A beautiful end to what had been a busy day on the road.
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