But most of the time I just go and look. Luckily, we live in a part of the world that has no shortage of interesting places to explore, wonderful things to see. Even on a cold, flat day like this, I knew I was going to find something.
The horses were pretty good, the eagle even better. And the ducks, they were the icing on this frozen cake.
I spent half an hour with them as the wind gathered strength and the clouds waxed and waned. The cattle barely moved but the ducks wheeled and swooped around, squadrons of them flying in to replace the squadrons flying out. I stayed along enough with the windows rolled down that my Double Gulp was starting to freeze over.
I still hadn’t made it down to the river yet so I rolled on. Down by the bridge there were a thousand or so geese on the open water but it was misty and hard to see them. I continued on to the Oldman Dam.
By the time I got there - barely ten minutes - the sun had popped out. So had the coyotes.