At the second bend we spot an osprey and flush five, no six, no seven great blue herons from what is a very small area...ten or fifteen yards of shoreline. It is what I call their spring congregation, a behavior I noticed out west where I would see twenty to thirty of them within a hundred yard span of shoreline. I haven't found a description of this meeting up, but I assume it has to do with mating. As they fly off, we can see one kingfisher, four osprey, and seven herons all at one time. Spring.
Osprey are on the two nest boxes. A pair of kingfishers stay behind in the trees. We explore a side channel that I've been into once, a long time ago. It goes farther than I thought. We follow the tight meanders until it peters out, a patch of phragmites at the head, as there often is with such things.