I heard about some marshes nearby so I went bushwhacking this morning. Basically no trail, soaked to the skin below the knee, spiderwebs all over me to find... a marsh that I was about 200 yards away from. The marsh is a peninsula that extends into the middle of a lake.
Sigh.
All that way for a lone pair of backlit, spotted sandpipers.
It was a beautiful area, though, so all was not lost.