I arrived at Shannondale Springs Wildlife Management Area at 7:30 this morning, right at sunrise. It was a brisk 40 degrees, and thick fog covered the river, limiting clear visibility to about 10 feet. I should have anticipated it—cold air over relatively warm water can create these conditions. I decided to wait for the sun to clear the fog, although the mountain east of the river keeps it out of view until around 8. By 9, the fog had lifted, but I was uncomfortably cold, especially my feet. I gave it another half hour, hoping for some bird activity, then packed up without a photograph. Some mornings offer more waiting than opportunities. Thankfully, they’ve been few and far between.


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