As the melting snow swells the small rivulets into increasingly larger streams, and they make their way into Granby Lake, cool stuff happens.
One stream joins another,
then another. All the while the waterfall in the background begins to increase in it’s roar. As good of dam builders as Beavers are, they cannot build to withstand the relentless onslaught.
Before long the stream crosses under the hiking trail foot bridge.
The Beavers live nearby in comfort. Here is a look at their house.
The lake seemed to have risen more than the usual foot a day rate, when we looked yesterday. Click any photo for a closer view.