Long last preseason day for 2015. Began by not seeing, much less killing a buck this morning. Progressed through readying other people's places - and seeing precious few birds in my travels. And ended late this afternoon with the Mudhole ready to go:
Along the way, I got to see the neat site of an eagle staking out a body of geese:
and the sad sight of an old bull gator wasting away in what must be a miserable death in a road ditch:
I'm no fan of the alligator but have to feel for that one - and hope he doesn't crawl onto sun warmed pavement and maybe wreck someone else's life, too.
Didn't see but a couple dozen ringnecks, a dozen grays and a pair of mallards in the marsh, but trust opening weekend activity will give us at least a couple good days before same-warm-weather doldrums set in next week.