Eddie and George Wake Up in Wild Duck Campground

Today dawned misty and cooler after a night of periodic rain and thunderstorms, but George and Eddie are intrepid adventurers, and they trekked out to the duck pond at Wild Duck Campground to see what they could see.

Here they are, pondering the pond and the ducks:

When Eddie, George and we came down to the pond, all the ducks were on the opposite shore, just lolling about.  However, the moment the ducks saw us, they started a pilgrimage across the pond.  We actively debated whether we should get them some food to reward them for performing in our photos.  So Kathy ran back to the RV while David snapped the photo above.

Kathy almost got back to the pond too late.  Having arrived, seen that we had no food for them, and recognizing the rule that members of the DAG (Duck Actors Guild) do NOT perform if not paid, they all turned tail (so to speak) and paddled back from whence they came:

However, Kathy arrived soon after, and forgiving as they are, the ducks generously returned to relieve us of our bread crumbs.  It was at that moment that we realized the campground was misnamed; it should have been named, "Tame Duck Campground."  All the ducks were amply rewarded.

One duck immediately jumped up on the shore and waddled close to us, as if to say, "I'm not shy, you can feed me up close!"  We dropped him a few pieces of bread, and then noticed that something had injured his bill.  He had trouble picking up the bread crumbs in the normal way, and might not have been able to eat from the water because his upper bill was shorter than his lower bill:

We decided we liked him best, and we named him, "Mr. Bill."

:)