The fallen trunks of the trees were covered with snow and frozen to the ground.

I was forced to dig them out and afterwards, with the help of a long stick as a lever, to move them from their place.

For facilitating this work I chose the mountain for my supplies, where, although difficult to climb, it was easy to roll the logs down.

Soon I made a splendid discovery.

I found near my den a great quantity of larch, this beautiful yet sad forest giant, fallen during a big storm.