Dinner time

On our way back to the ranch after snowshoeing Diane and I stopped at a pull-out by the Lamar river where we had seen photographers earlier in the day. The photographers ( who were Francophone Canadians) were getting into their car but told us (once we found the one who spoke English) that if we watched the wood pile we would see the animals. We went and watched the woodpile as instructed and just as I was starting to think about going back and making dinner the otters apparently also were thinking about dinner. All of a sudden three little brown heads appeared and then the otters dashed out onto the ice and slid down into the water. We watched them for a long time as they took turns surfacing with fish in their mouths.