(Short post than I was planning. I’m currently dealing with a great deal of hip, knee and lower back pain.)
Like a bear, the trapper lumbered through the wintery woods, his body shielded from the chill wind by his fur coat and fur pants. His snowshoes left paw-shaped prints on the crisp white snow as he collected a beaver from this trap and a fox from that one, adding it to the muskrat that hung from the sling draped over his back.
More next Wednesday