Arriving at the Fish Hatchery long before daybreak, I was very surprised to find the gate closed. However, a closed gate has never stopped me before so why would it on that cold and windy Sunday morning? In fact, I thought that privacy would give me even more of an opportunity to explore the grounds and all the trails that would be welcoming nearly sixty people in a few weeks. Of course, my intentions were to familiarize myself with the layout to ensure I would serve as a good guide on an Eagle walk.
Parking the car on the roadside near the gate, I decided immediately that I would only take in the binoculars, and my camera since the trails were quite a distance from the main entrance gate. About 40 yards away from my car, I heard the first bone chilling scream causing me to stop dead in my tracks and hesitate as to whether or not I should continue.
I heard that Fisher Cat scream repeatedly until I was heading up the rise toward the hatchery. It was blood curdling cry sending chills down my spine each time I heard it but the daylight saved the day.
Yes, I walked for two hours. Yes, I spotted an immature Eagles. Yes, the gate was unlocked by the time I got back to my car and yes, I would do it all over again...:) and would be just as thankful!
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