For my initial hike of 2005, I decided on the easy creek walk that is Umtanum Canyon. I began my hike around 9:30am, with the weather cooperating. The first landmark I usually look for on this hike is the beaver construction area, where the beavers have added five more dams upstream of their den. In fact, it looked like they had taken a wrong turn in excavating, and part of the trail has a new sink hole in the middle of it. From there the trail was fine - always a pleasure this time of year before the growth takes over. After about two miles along, I noticed some sheep that were way up along the canyon rim and considered scrambling up one of the draws (remember, easy creek walk?) but thought better of it and continued on another mile. There I encountered the second beaver community which is far more extensive than the first. This is also about were the trail fades away. I found myself on a game trail with the canyon rim beckoning me (as it usually does). So once again, I scrambled toward the top. When I crested the final hill, the sheep were moving through and seemed to pick up the pace upon my arrival. They were perhaps 75 yards away. I paused to let them put more space between us, then I continued north hoping to find a way to navigate around a very large draw. But it wasn't to be as i found that the draw kept going much farther than i wanted to go. When i turned around to get my bearings with the canyon, i was being watched! The sheep had snuck up on me. I snapped a couple of pictures before the herd, as a unit, took a couple of steps toward me. I took a couple of steps back and then they decided to run away again. Whatever. So i headed back in the direction of the parking lot. While up on top though, i saw a strange spectacle - a bald eagle and another bird soaring close together overhead. I know it sounds weird, but the other bird looked like a red-tailed hawk. I flushed out a couple of chukars on accident and also saw a couple of praire falcons making the rounds. And, a first for me - i saw shooting stars growing on the top of the hill where the sheep were. I would have thought it too dry. That was about it for flowers other than some buttercup looking things. On the way back down one of the hateful draws, i noticed that again i was being watch. There were three sheep way up in the rocks above me. I felt like lecturing them in trail maintenance as their path left little to be desired, but it wasn't their fault that i didn't have hooves. It was good to finally get to the canyon floor and relatively flat ground. At this point, around the homestead site, the trail was getting pretty busy and it was time to head home. So much for my easy creek walk!