03-26-2009
This morning I rode to the Gibson Hole to check out the Satilla River. There was no wind at daylight and the “skeeters” greeted me as soon as I hit the edge of the woods. I started wearing my work pants to take pictures because they are thin and comfortable to do a lot of walking in but I soon found out they offer very little protection against these pesky insects.
The birds were active as I saw several ducks come flying around the bend, heard a turkey gobble down river, and watched as a white egret gracefully rounded the sandbar and changed directions back to where it came from. The woodpeckers were hammering and the squirrels were chattering their usual racket. The colors are changing to the refreshing greens of spring out of the dreary winter greys and the temperature is still in the comfortable mild range.
My next goal with my pictures is to get some real good shots of turkeys and have a few people at work interested in taking me along on one of their trips. I work the graveyard shift and the shop at night has the sounds of hammers, air guns, hoot owls and turkey calls echoing throughout the night.
This is one from this morning of a mouth of a slough to the Satilla.