This bald eagle flew up as we walked to supper by Lake Pepin.
Dale got this photo before it flew. My initial attempt to post a photo on the blog came out sideways, and it wasn't until we got home that I could access all the editing features to turn the picture upright.
At the motel in Lake City, we met two cyclists riding upriver from New Orleans. They commented on the friendliness of Minnesota and Wisconsin drivers, compared to the south. The weather had looked bad in Minneapolis, so they were staying overnight in Lake City and hoping for clearer skies in the morning. We gave them a set of the free bike maps for Minneapolis and St. Paul and wished them a good journey up to the Mississippi headwaters at Lake Itasca.
|From Drop Box|
I remember coming to Lake Pepin in the late 1960's when bald eagles were just starting to recover from DDT. Now, they are everywhere.