Today has been the hottest day of the year so far in Yakima, and it is not even summer yet. It is not quite so much fun birding when you spend most of the time looking out a window in an air conditioned car, but it could be worse.
This young osprey is setting on top of a power line pole with no shade and not old enough fly. It wasn’t that long ago we had a rain that would make you think about building an ark…. I am surprised that this little guy didn’t drown then. Now he has to sit out in 96 degree heat with no shade. Sometimes it’s tough being a bird. I did find a cool spot later though.
The Bewick’s Wren has been a difficult bird for me to photograph. I think it is probably due to the way I approach bird watching. It is tough for me to just wait for a bird to come to me, consequently I go out after them. Seems like I am never close enough for a good picture, so I sneak up closer and they fly farther away, next thing you know I am a half mile from where I started.
I am quite certain that if I starting taking pictures in a forest or mountain area I would take off and never be heard from again. There just has to be another bird on the next bush, or the one after that. It is a lot like gold panning I suppose. That big nugget is always in the next pan, or the next, or the next. The sad part about it is I don’t even need to see a bird, just hearing one sends my on my may. Have you ever been in the woods and try not to heard a bird?
Back to the Wren. This one let me get fairly close, and even sat still while I fumbled with my digital camera. Seems like I am always punching the wrong button on it and it goes into the “you figure it out” mode just as the bird flies off. hahahaha
Also had to add a quick shot of Bob and Sally at the duck pond today. The Western King Bird was a bonus for me as well, I thought it was a blackbird. – darn colors anyway….
I took another quick trip this morning by the “hawk tree” and found the little guy out of his nest. He has his head twisted around so he could keep an eye on me. Seems like a pretty small head for a growing bird, and most of that is beak. I reckon that’s the way it’s supposed to be. Gary
It has been a couple of months now since I first discovered this little Red Tailed Hawk off Ahtaneum Road. He has grown a lot, the first time I posted him, he was barely peeking out of the nest and his head was about the size of a grape. The feathers on his legs make him like a cowboy wearing chaps. There were no leaves on the tree back then, so it is a bit more difficult to get a picture now. That and it was about 90 degrees today. Give him another month or two and he will be on his maiden voyage,
Went out to Costco pond to check on the little ducks, and they were having a ball. Bob tried to fly, then they had a contest to see who could hold their breath the longest. Bob also got in the motorboat mode, just to see how he could go.
Last but not least, they got a bit close to a nest of blackbirds and they got attacked, luckily, they escaped unharmed. …hahaha All in all, a good day for new experiences,. Still not old enough to head south.
I reckon there are a few folks that check this site from time to time looking for tales of the old ghost town, Climax, Colorado. I have a few to tell, and will get to it when I get to it.
It is spring now, and I found a new hobby it seems. I can’t seem to pass up an opportunity to take a picture of a baby bird or a bird I haven’t photographed before.
It is 82 degrees in Yakima now and it is expected to be 24 degrees in Climax and snowing this evening. I suspect that is a good part of the reason I live in Eastern Washington now and not on top of the Rocky Mountains
That and some fool moved the town of Climax 13 miles downhill to Leadville, lock stock and barrel. Never did care much for that, Climax was a cool town, Leadville, not so very much. Leadville still had cat houses into the 1960’s, and I don’t mean the kind that chase birds. I am not suggesting that was the main thing that made Leadville not so very cool, but you get the drift. Climax, on the other hand, had the Rec Hall and the Slop Chute. If you lived there, you know how cool those were.
When you start crowding the end of the mortality tables, snow is not so very much fun as it was when you were in your teen’s. When it gets cold here in Washington, I will be back on track with my stories about Climax, but for now I guess you’ll just have to buck up a bit and suffer through my amateur photo sessions and hope for winter. hahaha
I always try to put a plug in for Costco, they were thoughtful enough to put a nice duck pond on one end of their property.
On my way home from a doctor visit this morning and decided to make a quick bird check detour. These were taken a few blocks off Ahtaneum Road. The last two pictures aren’t quail, but they were in the same neighborhood. The quail is actually in the first picture, sure glad they make zoom cameras. I don’t normally find them on top of bushes or sage brush. He posed very patiently.
On my way to the doctor’s office this morning and stopped off at the park for a quick look at birds. This little Barn Swallow obliged me my posing for a few minutes. No big deal, just the first pictures I have taken of a Barn Swallow. I never see them unless they are going 90 Miles an hour. They are actually a pretty cute bird.,