I took off early this morning and headed up to Concrete. It's a little town about fifty miles away along the Skagit river that is now known for the number of bald eagles that congregate on its river shoals.
No luck. Not a bald eagle in sight. But on the way back, I discovered this very odd piece of hardware. It looks like something out the rushes for the Terminator.
(My guess is that it is an old piece of logging equipment that stripped bark off cut trees. If you know, let me know).
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