We saw the forecast for a chilly day, but bundled up in our heaviest winter coats and headed out anyway. Chilly doesn't describe how cold it was. The phrase bone-chilling might come close, but still doesn't accurately convey just how cold it was that day.
Our view from the bridge:
Yes, apparently the eagles were smarter than the humans and were not fishing in the Mississippi River that day. I personally think they decided that Florida would be a better place to spend January.
The only bald eagle we saw was this one on display:
We do have a memorable picture of us all bundled up and the story about how the day was much, much colder than it looks in the picture. (The flag and tent in the picture are from some war reenactors who braved the cold for the event.)
I'm sharing a "years ago" story corresponding to each letter of the alphabet for the Blogging through the Alphabet challenge hosted by Marcy at Ben and Me. I often tell my children stories of things that have happened in our past, and now I'm taking the time to write down those stories.