It’s easy to tell which trees are home to the feisty, chittering squirrels surrounding the spacious campsites in Quartz Creek Campground. Just look for the piles of decimated spruce cone remnants around the base of the trees.
Or ask Rhonda. After 24 hours in our campsite, Ronni has the “squirrel trees” clearly mapped out.
After coffee, breakfast and a good sniffy walk with Ronni this morning, I settled in for some knitting. There is nothing like a quiet campsite in the woods for relaxing.
Rhonda soon abandoned her usual spot in my lap to take up “squirrel patrol” from her raised travel bed on the passenger seat of the RV.
Bouncing back and forth from there to the driver’s seat, she had a clear view of much of our campsite, and used it to full advantage. Periodic low whines and excited yips told me there were plenty of furry rodent sightings. What fun!
A couple of times, with a scramble of paws racing the length of the RV, Ronni would swarm up the ramp to the bed to take up a meer-cat pose for the best view out the bedroom window, eagerly following the skittering path of a fluffy-tailed squirrel. She was thoroughly entertained.
The sun finally made an appearance around noon, so we took another long walk through the woods and along the still deserted beach.
Quartz Creek Campground doesn’t actually open for the season until May 21st, so campers are few and widely spaced out. Even better – camping until that date is free! It’s purely dry-camping (no hook-ups), but that is fine with me.
One of the true wonders of Kenai Lake is the vibrant color – or I should say, colors. Depending on the lighting, the weather, or just time of day; this amazing body of water changes from pale jade to brilliant turquoise, from glowing pearlescent blue-gray to glimmering glacial green.
I’ve only been here 48 hours, and these photos have all been taken within a few hundred yards of my camp. My camera really doesn’t do them justice … the color and mood of the lake continually changes. What do you think?
And my favorite …