All the same, last Sunday me and George drove up the shore to see what we could see. While we were looking for the turn off for Stoney Point, we came upon a group of people with binoculars on the side of the road, so we pulled off too, and there in the tippy-top of a half dead pine was a boreal owl, which refused to look at me for every single photo I took. Still, it is an adorable little kitten of an owl.
By then we were nearly to Two Harbors, so we walked along the shore by Agate Bay, where I took some unpostably blurry photos of unidentified waterfowl and it was awesomely cold and icy.
After that we were looking for a place to get a hot beverage, but apparently everything closes at 3 p.m. on a Sunday in the winter, so we headed back to Duluth, but again right outside Knife River we saw another cluster of binoculared people on the roadside, so we stopped, and this time it was for a great gray owl.
He spent a few minutes hating at some people with a two-foot camera lens (who I think were too close to him) and then flew across Scenic Hwy 61.
And landed in a tree on the other side of the road.
After that I got a much clearer view of him, but he refused to look at the camera.
He soon flew into the woods side of the road he started out on, and the two-foot camera lens people continued to stalk him, and me and George left him in peace.
None of my photos are exactly calendar worthy, but the birds were awesome things to see, the great gray especially. What a gorgeous face, and what a beautiful bird.