Eagle Ridge Trail – And you guessed it….I saw an eagle on it! Not just any eagle – a Bald Eagle! And I got a picture!
What gets you out of bed on a day off? There is nothing like a morning run to get me out of bed. And there is nothing like a morning run to make me sleep terribly the night before. It must be the anticipation. I’m not the best at getting up in the morning – even with an alarm. So on mornings I plan to run, I almost always end up waking several times a night just to check the clock. Last night was no different.
I’ve been excited to run Milford State Park ever since we moved here. Yesterday I researched the trails and tried to figure out where they were (impossible – the map online is worthless). I looked up the weather. I laid out my clothes. I was ready.
Originally, I wasn’t planning on running Eagle Ridge Trail because there is a Waterfall Trail that I wanted to run. But as it turned out, Eagle Ridge Trail was the easiest one to find and after driving all the way down to the marina and back, I decided I wasn’t going to chase trailheads. Everywhere around Milford Lake is hilly and the trails are no different. So despite the cold temperatures, I warmed up nicely running the steep grades.
I wanted to try to be a little more discerning about what is picture worthy. Or at least be more creative. I feel like stopping to take pictures – even though I want to – is ruining the quality of my running. But running was the last thing on my mind when I saw the unmistakable colors and outline of a Bald Eagle. I whipped out my camera and dropped my pack and walked closer and closer taking pictures.
I do not have a telephoto lens so my pictures of the Bald Eagle were still pretty far away. And although the Bald Eagle siting was the highlight of the run, I didn’t feel like the pictures were awesome. I do like the picture of the eagle framed by the tree branches but it is so tiny. And the second picture (above) is cropped quite a bit. Here is an even more cropped and zoomed in version:
After seeing the bald eagle, I continued on the trail and worked my way down to Milford Lake. I could hear the ice cracking in the morning sun. This morning was below freezing, but the high was supposed to be 60 and the temperature was quickly rising. I picked the ice picture because I liked the contrast of the sun lighting up the rock with the cool, shady ice.
Exhilarated from my eagle siting and the crisp morning air, I ran the rest of the way back to the car. I love being out doing things when other people are still drinking their coffee or waking up. I feel the same way on race mornings. It’s early in the day and look how much I had already accomplished. I love it! I wish I could do it more often. Afternoon and evening runs are fine, but in my book, morning runs are the best.