Yesterday we had the opportunity to view the Bald Eagles about 130 miles from our home, at the base of Kingsley Dam, near Ogalala, Nebraska. This is a long trek through open, seemingly uninhabited grasslands of the Western Nebraska Panhandle. For this women born in Chicago, and living half of her life in areas with wall-to-wall shopping malls, landing in this open country took some time to get used to, but overall, given the choice between the two kinds of areas, I'll choose this one.
I'm including photos of our drive and maybe you'll agree to the part about "open country".
The eagles are usually in this destination from late January to early March, so the window for viewing is narrow.
Each of the first photos are rather indistinguishable -- but they ARE in order leaving our house in town.
Below is "First Thirty Miles" -- see? not much to see. And it was 22 degrees and windy - not a lovely day.
Below is "Second Thirty Miles" with one of the usually-visable BNSF coal trains next to the highway. They come from Wyoming, going to Kansas. I always wonder, given the hundreds of loaded coal trains we see, "Is anything left of Wyoming?"
Below - could that be water????? Yes, in the middle of all this open space, there is Lake McConoughey (I probably didn't spell that right!). This is where the North Platte River is dammed by the Kingsley Dam, our destination.
I think this is it! No one here, too cold. We are BELOW the earthen dam, which is on our right - just a bit scarey when we remember those small quakes some months ago.
Occasionally I see a bald eagle on the way to Quilt Meeting, and they do show up here and there, especially around water sites. This area is a major flyway for bird migration.
The drive back home was as exciting as the drive TO the eagles. You might notice from the photos, that TRAFFIC is not a problem here. We can cross this off our "to-do" list. 8-))