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Went out to clear some trees on a road last week from a storm, hoped to haul in some firewood also. Got into a little area where there was some stumps and down trees that were tore up, likely from a bear. Then I came across 2 trees that had this damage. I assumed bear, and it had been spending some time there.20191006_144507.jpg so took some pics and left. I'm guessing it's 8 feet or more to the top of the damage. So I was thinking bear, now wondering if porcupine or something else? I'm thinking a woodpecker had a part in it also. Will post that pic next.
 
Probably a cub Skippery-Boo. Be very careful.


I went to bring, From the rippling spring, One morning dry and damp, A brimming pail Of Adam's ale For use about the camp; My happy frame Did well proclaim A cheerful bent of mind, And I hummed a song, As I loped along, Of the most enchanting kind. But my heart stood still, As I turned the hill, And the spring came to my view, For drinking there Of the potion rare, Was the terrible Skippery Boo.

He drank his fill From the flowing rill, And shook his mighty mane, Then with his jaws And his hairy paws, He ripped a tree in twain. With fear and dread To camp I sped, For my trusty .30 bore, Then turned about With daring shout, And sought the spring once more; But though my feet With speed were fleet, As o'er the glade I flew, No sign was there On earth, in air, Of the slippery Skippery Boo.

To left and right I strained my sight, To find where he had gone, Among the pines I sought for signs, But found not a single one. To East and West I turned my quest, But all to no avail, No trace I found On gorse or ground, Of his departing trail. And then aloft My gaze I doffed, And there in the hazy blue, On the topmost spine Of the tallest pine, Hung the fabulous Skippery Boo.

Oh, the Skippery Boo Is a fanciful zoo: A mermaid and a bat, A grizzly hare And a webfoot bear, A goof and a bumble-cat. He can fell an oak With a single stroke, Or shatter a mountain side, Then lightly rise To the azure skies, And light as a zephyr ride. My heart he fills With terror's chills, Oh, don't know what I'd do, If some dark night, In broad daylight, I should meet a Skippery Boo.

A poison flows From his warty toes, And the grass where he shall tread, Shall wilt and fade At evening's shade, And tomorrow shall be dead. And who shall walk Where he shall stalk, O'er valley, hill or plain, Shall die, 'tis said, Of illness dread, And a terrible dark-green pain. So as you wade This vale of shade, And jog life's journey through, At day, at night, Be it dark or light, Watch out for the Skippery Boo.
 
Heres the 2nd tree
20191006_144320.jpg And here is the tree that only the woodpecker has been working on.
20191006_144442.jpg
 

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