Anyways, the place is very nice, and it’s pretty close by.
We got there and were greeted with a prophetic sign warning us of impending turtles.
I’m happy that things are starting to turn green. I have a touch of the seasonal affective funk, and seeing green stuff seems to pull me right out of it.
We saw a beaver swimming around, and I assume this is his house.
The lake was full of all sorts of ducks and geese and those long-legged white birds (Egrets?) I don’t know much about birds, but I’m pretty sure this is a goose’s arse.
At last, the long awaited turtle parade. I have seen turtles all lined up on a log like this on TV, but never in real life.
We also saw a deer and some gigantic snapping turtles, but I didn’t get any picures of them. I was amazed at how much wildlife there was basically in downtown Harrisburg. It’s a 3.1 mile hike around the whole lake, and we were back to the starting point in about an hour. Not a bad way to kill a Friday afternoon.