Chirp, squawk, flutter.
From the trees on the other bank, an eagle explodes out over the water. This is no fisherman trying to find breakfast; it's a predator being chased away by an angry bird parent. I have no idea whose nest the eagle tried to pilfer, but the angry chips and sqawks made it impossible to get a nice clear shot of the bald eagle.

Farther up river, near the Elmira Water Board intakes, two good-sized waterfowl eye one another uneasily. I grabbed a quick shot, and moved closer for another, but the Great Blue on the right had flown.

Here's another shot of the remaining bird. I'm guessing it's a cormorant; there are very few solitary birds on the Chemung. Just happened that two separate loners met this morning.
I can imagine that the cormorant is reluctant to give up its temporary perch. Our river is just a flyway to them. The heron can move along to many familiar spots to find solitude.
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Wonderful pictures. I have always been intrigued by the heron as it mates for life. Thankyou for visiting my blog. I shall visit you again and enjoy the river.
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