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My first trip to Rainy Lake was a nice June morning. The water was low that year due to the lack of snow that ended up giving my friends more sand front beach. We beached the boat, unloaded our gear and that’s when I saw the footprints in the sand. April, my friend’s dog jumped from the boat, put her nose to the ground, and went off looking for the momma bear with her cub. (she didn’t find them). This photo reminds me of the poem, Footprints in the sand. If you look closely in the upper left-hand corner, you will see the baby bear cub’s prints.
