Tread drift... I slept in a tent next to a beaver dam (many times) one night and buddy beaver was not pleased. I woke at midnight to the sound of a poplar being drug violently against the tent.

I went back to sleep. I woke an hour later when the tent was down on top of me as buddy had chewed the tethers.

I slept in the truck, uncomfortably. In the morn, I learned some forest creatures are in a union as a moose had stomped on my tent and shit a pile on it.

But, I caught a mess of trout at dawn and came home with a good story.

We now return to regular programming. Sorry for the thread drift.