Living at the Edge of a River

Crunching along on the river bottom, revealed by the winter draw down of the water
There are millions and billions of Zebra mussel shells covering the entire area...crunch, crunch, crunch
Like walking on popcorn.

Means that if you want to get out of the house for a bit it's about a five minute drive to hundreds of Canada Geese and Mallard Ducks, a few Common Mergansers, sometimes a Scaup, or a Hoodie,  and to bits of amazing American history....the Irish built the Erie you know.... a general good time for all. 

From the North

The boss and I went down last week. You can't imagine how bright the green heads of the mallard drakes are this time of year. They are like little green beacons all over the water and shoreline at sunset. My photos came out kind of blurry, so I didn't share, but the colors were spectacular.

Or South

The aqueduct is always worth a few shots. 

Sunset on the cornfields on the river flats down by the Schoharie is so much more than up here on the hill.

The Schoharie itself boiling over the rocks after recent rains was sure different than its usual flat, grey self.

I love to visit the river.