I spent 20-30 minutes with the owl this morning, much of the time about 30
meters away. It seemed completely unaffected by my presence.  I bushwhacked
in to the swamp encouraged by Daniel Schell's post (I'm convinced he did see
the Great Gray last night). When I entered the woods the owl was sitting in
a small, lone conifer right in front of me. It made its way to a series of
snags to the east.  It sat for a while on one right next to the boardwalk
before eventually departing to the SE.  Photos to follow.

Jim Block
Etna, NH