Ventured out early this AM in search of birds but didn’t have a lot of luck so far as quantity goes. This night heron was waiting for me roadside at the entrance of the state park.
And I did get one very nice shot of an osprey that I apparently upset by my presence. I was actually trying to get closer to some spoonbills and didn’t notice him until the last minute. From his glaring expression, I sense that I must have irritated him.
I also came upon a first for me, a King Rail.
I then drove around Port Fourchon again and did some boat shots, I liked the ripple reflections on the side of the ” Double D “.
As always, just click on any image for a larger, sharper version.
Got a late start this morning, not leaving the campsite until around 11 AM. Absolutely perfect weather, clear blue skies, mid 60’s with a gentle breeze, could not be nicer!
I took the short ride up to 13 mile Road and then headed north on Stewart Road looking for white-tailed kites ( formerly known as black shouldered kites ) and other raptors seen often on the edges of the cow pastures here.
It didn’t take too long before a pair of kites was spotted surveying their territory from the very top of a large tree on the edge of the road.
I took the 8 Mile Road out to the bay looking for meadowlarks and kestrels, but came up empty today. Plenty of sandhill cranes out in the fields though, but after Bosque del Apache, not much of a target for me.
Leaving Stewart Road, I headed north on Seawall Blvd. through town to the end of the island in search of Northern Harriers and other hawks that frequent the meadows on the northwest side of the storm barrier.
Today I had a shot at (to me ) the rare and elusive male northern harrier, but only managed to get this bird butt shot, hopefully I will run into him again. Though I find female northern harriers virtually everywhere, this is the only place I have ever encountered a male, often referred to as the grey ghost, an absolutely stunning bird.
I checked out the entrance to the ship channel, but as it was low tide, most of the shore birds were out on the sandbars, too far off to shoot, although I did happen upon this osprey perched atop a utility pole .
Never left the campsite today, just sat back and watched fisherman, finally actually watched someone catch something, and read all day, enjoying the cloud cover that kept a lid on temperatures for the first time in days. It stayed very comfortable all day with the breeze blowing and the sun peeking through only occasionally. By late afternoon, the few other campers that have been here were packed up and gone, leaving the entire campground to me. This has been one of the most peaceful spots I have ever stayed, definitely has the “it” factor going for it, no road noise, wide, level sites, spaced far apart for privacy, clean, well kept, with the river 30 feet in front of your site and the imposing bluff on the opposite shore where eagles and ospreys perch.
I just had to go and sit with the ospreys again early this morning, then back home to read and watch the fisherman go by. The heat got be too much by 2 pm so, having explored the east side of the valley yesterday afternoon, I headed out to explore the west side today.
Headed up the side road to the Yellowstone Talc Mine and the national forest road beyond the mine. The road up through the national forest was a little narrow but in reasonably good shape. I managed to climb up almost to the top of Johnny Ridge Road, around 10 miles in, before being stopped by a waterbar too high for my extremely low clearance Prius. The temperature dropped from 91 degrees at the campsite to 73 degrees at the top of the mountain. Unfortunately, as I descended, the temperature, of course, rose. Seemed like I should have seen some deer or elk, or something on this road, but nothing was seen.