Swans

Scott spotted these swans on his way into town to get the propane tanks filled... they were in the marsh between the railroad tracks and the airport.   He came home and told me, so I grabbed the telephoto and managed to get a few good shots.

These birds are among the first to arrive each spring, and the last to leave in the fall... must mean winter is on its way.  (After the past 24 hours where we had high winds, 12+ hours where the power grid was down [but we were chugging away on our emergency generator], and a 5.4 earthquake just 40 miles NNE of here, we're ready for anything.)

The windstorm knocked down alot of the leaves, but there were enough so I could capture a bit of the color left on the range. 


Mt Hunter and Mt McKinley, from the Talkeetna overlook