After about an hour or so on the boat we docked to have some dinner on the Ohio side of Pymatuning. Just as we finished I saw what I thought was an owl fly up from the roadside into a tree. "No way!," I thought to myself, "an eagle and an owl?!" Of course, I had my binos with me and was able to see the back end of what I thought must be a barred owl. After spouting an expletive, I got up and walked the 100 feet across the park and street and into the woods to find the owl. Did I mention I have very understanding friends and family? After several minutes of searching in the dense underbrush I flushed the owl out. I was able to watch him fly away but did not see where he was headed. I tramped through the woods several yards and noticed an owl box high up in a tree above me...and just several more yards away sat...the barred owl!! I was not at a good angle to see his face or get a photo so I hiked a little deeper into the woods out around him to get a shot from the other side. He was actually quite cooperative and posed for many shots. Knowing my family and friends were probably ready to shove off I headed back to the picnic table. I showed them the shots I had gotten and encouraged them to come up and see the owl. My hubby and daughter obliged and got a good look at the handsome owl. Naturally, as long as I was there I took a few more shots.
We did shove off after that and we saw many more cool things including some common terns, cormorants, and many ring-billed gulls. We had a terrific time with our friends, Barb, Ed, Rick and Christine, oh, and of course, Zena. My grandson Emory (aka The Firstmate) proved himself a worthy seaman and actually walked a little better on the boat than on dry land!