I almost didn’t take the exit, but I’m glad I did.
Without a large group with us, it was easier to go our own pace and listen for the birds we had been learning to identify by call.
As we climbed the stairs and were almost walking among the treetops, the birds started to flit above us.
The walk was really peaceful with the sound of rushing water from Copper Falls and Brownstone Falls.
That night, after enjoying fresh trout and whitefish for the third night in a row, we listened to humorous keynote speaker Sharon “Birdchick” Stiteler, a birder, digiscoper and author, back at the visitor center. Then, we enjoyed the sunset.
The next day, May 16, was the last of the festival. We had one more adventure left on the trip: a Stockton Island cruise.
Day 3: Stockton Island