Dacey and I have a running joke, whenever we see vultures flying overhead, I preemptively declare "Not an eagle". But today as we were unloading our gear at Upper Shirley Vineyards, we looked up and saw an actual Bald Eagle soaring gracefully overhead. There was no mistaking the white head and tail, and we watched it for a few minutes before proceeding with the task at hand.

It was cold outside, but toasty warm inside. They had us set up right by the fire.

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