It's been so long since I've been at the Bear River at dawn. The snow has melted, but the early morning is frosty. As I walked across the field to the river, my cheeks tingled from the cold and I thought perhaps, it's time to look for a lens coat and protect my lens from extreme cold.
My first bird I saw during sunrise at the Bear River was an American Bald Eagle. His majesty was perching on the top of a dead tree and looking down from time to time for a movement on the ground.
Canada Geese were flying from their roost, they were heading south.
And then I saw the immature Common Mergansers. I have never met these birds before and was happy to take a few photos of them.
Common Merganser is taking off.
Generally, life is good!