Sharing The Trail With Bandits

Sharing The Trail With Bandits

Talking to Ellen I saw movement over her shoulder. Pointing, she turned, but they kept coming to us.

Finally…

Sharing The Trail With Bandits
Sharing The Trail With Bandits
Sharing The Trail With Bandits
Sharing The Trail With Bandits

The furthest Raccoon stopped and sat up. We had been spotted.

Sharing The Trail With Bandits
Sharing The Trail With Bandits

He did a turn and trotted off. But never made a sound to alert his siblings. So they never knew he left, and still were unaware we were right in front of them.

Sharing The Trail With Bandits
Sharing The Trail With Bandits

Ultimately we all stared at each other. Then they trotted away too.

No real sense of urgency on their part. I assume people are the least of their worries out here.

Bear Island, South Carolina.

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