Sonny and Cher.... The beat Goes on.
I think Deb must think I am nuts.... how many times do I go out and tell her " I am going to find an X Bird'.... and when I return, no...no 'X' bird. I really feel that people get the idea that birding is easy. It is fun and challenging but not easy to find that particular bird that manages to allude you....
I am still looking for a snow bunting.... after 'how many tries?"
In Ecuador my nemesis bird was the Torrent Duck. Not an overly difficult bird to find but one in which I returned to one place 5-6 times before one was kind enough to appear before me.
When will the snow bunting be as kind to me?
Yesterday, I went in search of a Woodcock... This is 'their mating' time of the year and I asked Diane where to go and she steered me into the Cologne area 'in the fields'...when it snows the birds come out to the road's edge where the snow has melted. Lester gave me the same advice too. So...onto Cologne I went. It snowed, the roads were melted and hmmmm..this is my shot.
But after a (a) mid-afternoon of hunting, and a (b) 5-6:30 shift...I gave up. I went to Chic-fil-a. The Beat Goes On.
I think Deb must think I am nuts.... how many times do I go out and tell her " I am going to find an X Bird'.... and when I return, no...no 'X' bird. I really feel that people get the idea that birding is easy. It is fun and challenging but not easy to find that particular bird that manages to allude you....
I am still looking for a snow bunting.... after 'how many tries?"
In Ecuador my nemesis bird was the Torrent Duck. Not an overly difficult bird to find but one in which I returned to one place 5-6 times before one was kind enough to appear before me.
When will the snow bunting be as kind to me?
Yesterday, I went in search of a Woodcock... This is 'their mating' time of the year and I asked Diane where to go and she steered me into the Cologne area 'in the fields'...when it snows the birds come out to the road's edge where the snow has melted. Lester gave me the same advice too. So...onto Cologne I went. It snowed, the roads were melted and hmmmm..this is my shot.
But after a (a) mid-afternoon of hunting, and a (b) 5-6:30 shift...I gave up. I went to Chic-fil-a. The Beat Goes On.
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