She hadn’t walked the east side of the golf course in Curtis for a couple of weeks — too cold, too much snow -- but something else had.
And earlier this month, when Sharon Jorgensen and her border collie reached the cart path that climbs through the trees from the third fairway, she found the tracks that the something else had left behind.
They were big. She dropped her glove alongside one and snapped a photo; the four-toed footprint was half again as large.
They were far between. She estimated the distance between them at nearly 6 feet, an Olympic-sprint stride.
They were alone. The snow surrounding them was untouched, unblemished.
“There were no other feet prints out there but mine and this big guy,” Jorgensen said. “The snow tells the story. What it is, I don’t know.”
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