This week I hit up Ridgefield and the other Larch Mountain to see what was going on. Ridgefield was a let down, as the grass and teasel is so overgrown that trying to view any shorebird sites is impossible. Also I saw no coot babies. What good is Ridgefield in July if there are no coot babies? I recall seeing exactly one coot. Wtf.
There were some young Pied-billed Grebes that almost made up for it. But they were losing their zebra stripes already...
Want to know how boring Ridgefield was? Here:
Yeah. I took photos of geese. Rough day. Larch Mountain (the OTHER Larch Mountain, that is) was more interesting. I had only been up there once before in the winter and it was rainy and foggy. Ok so it was still a bit foggy.
I walked the dogs around this clearcut area off L-1400 for awhile. Many warbler songs were heard, none of which I felt confident enough to slap an ID on without getting a visual. They were mostly in the Hermit-ish, Townsends-ish realm. Thankfully other birds were not so secretive.
Band-tailed Pigeon sounds add an extra eerie quality to foggy forests.
When I got back to the car to head to the next stop I found this:
SERIOUSLY? Apparently I was supposed to display a Discover Pass here. I have a Discover Pass in my glove box. Perhaps they will use my benjamin to buy some signs to actually tell people where they need to display their Discover Passes.
Ugh. Anyway. I dug out my pass after this incident and displayed it at future stops.
Good times except for the ticket!