So we did (Feb-15th). We couldn’t find the Harp Seal that had been hanging around there but a couple of Snowy Owls were easy enough. On a whim we went off to Yarmouth, peanuts were needed anyway but they were the side show as we roamed around the birdy spots and enjoyed some luck.
No photos but both the Greater White-fronted and Pink-footed Geese were in a goodish sized flock of Canada Geese in the fields between Chegoggin Bay and the Pembroke Road. At Chegoggin Point we did find a thoroughly pissed off American Pipit. Yes my friend, the snow can go from whence it came anytime soon.
American Robins are currently everywhere. As I write this I have a planning committee of 26 sitting below one of the bird tables. Their plan to strip the yard of the rest of the berries has come to fruition (pun intended) and now they are considering evolving quickly to be able to clear up the Sunflower Seeds that the wind has liberally scattered around the yard. I may try to nourish them with Sultanas, I know Sandra has some hidden somewhere. I mention the American Robins because this Cooper’s Hawk seemed keen on snacking on one, again at Chegoggin. They were having none of it though so perhaps junco for tea again, even if it does get samey.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen a Sharp-shinned Hawk land on a wire out in the open, but Cooper’s do so regularly.
The hawks in general were pretty good and, in the course of the afternoon, we had Sharp-shinned, three Red-tailed, two Bald Eagles and Turkey Vultures were omnipresent, ready to do the tidying up. The lone Brant is still hanging with the Canada Geese, makes you realise how tiny they are. Numbers of them are rising around The Hawk, Cape Sable Island, I had 40 there the last time I looked.
Our last port of call was to try for a Ring-necked Duck, a year bird and joining the Hermit Thrush we’d seen at Overton earlier. The bridge to the old folks’ home at the north end of Lake Milo was the spot and there they were. In breeding plumage they always look odd, like they are not too good at flying under low bridges, smacking their foreheads flat with repeated impacts. The same complex had a bunch of Bohemian Waxwings and one Cedar lurking in there. For a quick nip to Baccaro the day turned out quite well.
Going back a day or so, in a gap between the snow storms, I did the CSI sites hoping for a Dovekie or similar. Not much happening but I did shoot a few pics.
Male Mallard prevaricating.
Most of the bunch of scaups around Swimm Point, CSI are Greater.
A pair of Gadwall, we don’t get many on CSI.
Our eastern Common Eider.
I wonder why, when this American Herring Gull has moulted into summer plumage, the legs have stayed dull flesh, I presume they’ll catch up, just like virtually every other gull around at the moment..
Finally, I was in the deserted West Head parking lot when a silver spaceship landed. Out came an alien very similar looking to us. It said it was from the planet Larus where they lived a peaceful life studying gulls. It asked what gulls were around and I showed it this photo and I said that they were American Herring Gulls. It shook its head sadly and told me, possibly telepathically, that if we think these are the same species then we are not ready for contact, and left. Of course, I could have dreamed it but it has a point – see below.
And now, shock, some wintery scenes from Daniel’s Head.
Big tides with a storm surge, some beach an road damage but nothing that cannot, and will not be ignored.
This is the view from the sea watching spot, looking south, then the other way.