Look who greeted me yesterday evening shortly before sunset! Do you think FuzzBall missed me given I had been up at Lake Vermilion for eight days? (quite frankly it might be Junior … I can’t tell anymore).

Actually earlier in the afternoon I found Mom Great Horned Owl on one of her favorite perches. Although I paid close attention to where she was looking, I could not yet find the youngsters. Obviously later in the day on another hike I did find the owlets.

Finally, this morning I was hiking by 6:40. Although it took almost 90 minutes I eventually found the owl family, but none of the birds wanted to pose for pictures. Thankfully, the owlets now screech out loud as long assuming the sun has barely risen. Their begging told me where to search, but even given that fact it is amazing how they can hide in tall white pines.