I’m off! The last time I drove through Colorado to Nebraska this time of year, I crossed paths with a flock of Sandhill Cranes on their spring migration North. The cranes weren’t flying in a familiar V-formation; they were scattered, bunched, panicked, by an eagle hunting in their midst. I pulled over and snapped this photo, one of my all time favorite shots of Wild America. Stay tuned for posts on Carhenge, Cather Country, and the Pony Express as I make my Teardrop dreams come true!