I was slightly late leaving from home and thought that I had missed the male mink making his way back down the creek, beyond view. His timing varies (and no, mustelids don't text me) but if he is using this particular route, there is an approximate time for a sighting.
Had just arrived, sat down, when I thought I saw a brown bird in between the rocks. The birds love to come to the creek, have a bath and then dry their feathers while perching on the trees that overhang. But no, it was the mink.
I made a dash down to the end of the rocky area and he popped up underneath a boulder. It appears he has a "mink goatee". Check out those chin whiskers (Photo #1). I guess all the cool mink sport them! (And it seems he was photo bombed by an insect in the top part of the photo, as well.)
He then turned around all in his own good time, went back up the creek and checked out a few rock pools. He then turned downstream again, coming straight towards me and then took a second route back down the creek (Photo #2 to Photo #5).
So here is "Sparky" is all his Royal Minkness! :)