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It’s vital to be a light sleeper when camping, especially in primitive or isolated areas. This morning, light sleeping wasn’t needed to know what was going on. At 4:48 a.m., I was jolted awake by a pack of coyotes erupting into a screaming kie-yieing frenzy close to the tent. I have no doubt it was the same pack I had heard down the shore when I turned in hours before. It sounded like they were in the grove of trees I had camped close to while trying to escape the wind. It was the only thicket of trees and undergrowth that close. It lasted only a matter of seconds, less than a minute, just the time needed to tear apart the prey they had flushed from the brush, most likely a rabbit. After looking at my watch, I lay there awhile to listen, but the next thing I heard was a donkey braying excitedly maybe a hundred yards or so further down the road. They had apparently stressed it as they ran through or by its pasture.
Silhouettes in the sunrise.
As I was leaving the state park, I stopped by the marina to see what kind of shape it was in. Nearly half of the marina is non-marine as the first six slips sit high and dry on the lake bottom.
A female mallard uses the early morning light to cruise the shallow water looking for breakfast.
The pickings seem a little slim, but appear to be what she's looking for.
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