The only chance I’d have all weekend to get out on the lake was early, early Saturday morning.
Sleep in an extra hour . . . get out on the lake . . . sleep in . . . get out on the lake . . .
Yeah. There was no contest.
My first stop was to check on the nesting loon, as many campers mentioned hearing them call Friday afternoon. Just seeing her on the nest, had me breathing a sigh of relief.
I snapped a couple photos, and just when I’d decided to move along, she rose back to push the grasses up against her egg.
I sure hope this one hatches!! It would be wonderful to have a loon chick on the lake again.
I dipped my paddle in the water and turned to head down by the state park area of the lake (there’s a cove down there that’s always humming with birds when the sun comes up) Suddenly, I noticed something splashing in the water on the shoreline. Using my camera like binoculars, I zoomed in just as it took off . . .
Sure wish I’d seen it sooner to get photos of it bathing!
I followed . . . at a respectful distance of course. The eagle landed on a branch and hung its wings to dry.
He preened for quite awhile. As I looked around, I realized the nest was in sight from his perch.
They are ever watchful of their little ones.
It was such a beautiful morning to be out on the lake, gliding along, listening to nature rising with the sun. I’m looking forward to many more mornings just like this one . . .