Saturday, September 26, 2020

Island 172

Island 172

When I had set out in the morning I’d hoped to see at least one eagle before leaving Wisconsin. I have a certain “quirk” wherein I believe their appearance during certain of my life events gives me “Luck.” For insurance the very moment a small town Mayor declared my wife and I officially married two of them began to circle overhead and cry out. We’d eloped to the Tioga County area and it was just the three of us and the eagles at our ceremony. They later sort of traveled along the same valley with us for a while as we stopped to take our wedding photos.

Back to the point. I hoped to see one.

As traffic at the end of the bridge leaving Wisconsin into Iowa slowed to a stop I spotted one! We were still in WI territory so it counted for “LUCK!” Pivoting in my driver’s seat I had to twist to my 8 o’clock position in order to capture a shot. I only got one in focus before I could see that traffic was going to move once more.

It was then that I resolved to trust in myself and that no matter what lay ahead I was going for it.

I’d finally left Wisconsin to go get Peggy.

#GottaGetPeggy #OIIIIIIIO #JourneyToTheWest

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