Luck didn't seem to be on my side today as I stared out at an empty lake. ''You just missed 'em'' a voice from behind me called referencing the Snow Geese and various other waterfowl that make this their winter home. ''There were a couple thousand here the other week but it seems they've made their way down to the Carolinas.'' A man peered out from behind the visitors desk combing through what appeared to be old ornithology records. He spoke of the many trails I could hike, a recent short-eared owl sighting and how the lake is only a mere four feet deep in most places. It was quiet today. The only chatter came from a couple talking about the mini-metropolis of Nuthatches they had in their backyard.
Snapping a few last pictures, I made sure my scarf was wrapped tight and stumbled out into February. Even on the most drab, goose-less of days, I always walk away with something
If you're visiting the Inn and are looking for a special getaway, I highly recommend adding Middle Creek to your To-Do List~