The weather didn’t look at promising this morning, but I’ve been looking forward to a Jug Bay trip for some time, and it’s only open on Wednesdays. I set out around 8:30, with some trepidation, and the skies looked much better by the time I finished the 40 minute drive.
I met the receptionist and signed up for a year’s membership, then began exploring.
The lack of ducks was almost shocking, and I looked far and wide. There were a few distant ring necks, and plenty of gulls and geese, but none of the expected varieties. Perhaps the high tide was a factor.
In any case, I had to settle for a few hawks who circled the Railroad Bed Trail.

This Red Shouldered Hawk was flying low and slow, perhaps looking for a meal.

This Cooper’s Hawk also appeared to be hunting.

Distant hawks can be difficult to identify, but the Red Tailed Hawk can be easy.

A Dark Eyed Junco for my sister.

A pair of Beaver were very busy around their lodge.

This is the Beaver’s lodge.