Today icy wind was making a very rough chop at Meach Cove. The ducks were all hunkered on the lee side of the far north shore, and since I didn't like being blasted in the face to see what was there I quickly left at 1:30. Knowing the waterways have been opening up, I decided to head for the Hawkins Road area. While slowly crossing the causeway at South Slang, I saw large clusters of bubbles rising, and up popped the heads of two Otters. They casually looked around, then slunk back beneath the surface, rising again here and there, slowly making their way toward a group of Canada Geese, Mallards and Black ducks along the shore. Perched above, two adult Bald Eagles kept a close eye on everyone. From there, after driving as far as I could on the Fort Cassin causeway, turning around and pulling over onto a turnout, I glassed the bay side and was thrilled to find three drake Gadwall and two hens. Finally! I've been looking for Gadwall since January! While one lone drake was off to the side, each hen paddled alongside a drake partner, whom would sometimes swim around her as though to show off his stuff. As each drake passed in front of a hen, the two would quickly touch beaks. They all looked quite stately indeed, making my 3 1/2 month hunt for them very worthwhile. At about 3:30, just before moving on, something caught my eye on the opposite shore. I raised my bins to see cavorting along the lawn of the summer house at the tip of the cove, a male and female fisher! I swear my jaw hit the gravel. The larger male was twisting and turning and loping along with the female chasing, looking for all the world as though playing a game of tag. Of course, we know what's happening. In a word: Spring.