One Day At A Time and I went for a four-hour bike ride on Sunday. We headed north to view an island on the river which was reported to have a few great blue heron nests on it. Wowie Zowie! The island was nearly flooded out of existence by the high water — but the trees were still standing. Which was all the herons cared about. We stopped and gawked for a good long time, capturing a few decent pictures. The coolest part was watching the parents feed the young. The youngsters looks nearly old enough to fly.
We then came back via the stone arch bridge, pausing to admire the rush of water over St Anthony Falls, and to have an ice cream at the Stone Arch Art Festival, which happened to be going on.