Breaking weather alerts and flood watches be damned, I was going to get some birding in on my day off. Once it got light-ish out (like 8:30) I headed west to the Vanport area to try to hunt down the reported Glaucous Gull. I cruised by Vanport, Force Lake, and Heron Lakes Golf Course without noticing a single gull. NOT ONE. This is a feat all on its own.
What the hell? Where were they? I eventually found dozens at Delta Park which, after a very wet dog walk, turned into hundreds. I scanned and scanned and scanned and there was just no Glaucous among them. One bird (through the window and the rain) looked possible for a 2nd winter Thayer's:
But that was about as exciting as it got there. One Ring-billed. Tons of Mews. All sorts of mutts. I drove back over to the golf course where an egret was waiting for me. Perhaps my former lunchtime companion during the TGC.
There were actually a couple of gulls visible now so I started driving up and down the road, scanning all the nooks and crannies. There's lots of hills and valleys in this area where birds can disappear easily. I spent about 40 minutes doing this, not finding anything, when suddenly it appeared!
So cool. He disappeared again for a bit...
He reappeared flying into a flock of geese...
Yay! A long overdue life bird for me. My egret friend gave me a high five as I left the golf course.
Before heading home I went back over to Delta Park to run around with the dogs a bit and get really freakin wet.
A couple of crows perched on the fence by the baseball fields were doing cute things.
Back at home I've been able to watch my feeders a bit. I won't bore you too much with it, but here's a couple of birds...
I just bought a new hummingbird feeder and while I was boiling some water for nectar this dude showed up at the old feeder. A female showed up a bit later and they briefly maintained peace.
One last yard tidbit for you. I know I mentioned in a previous post that part of my tree in my backyard came down during the windstorm, but I never showed you the mess.
Unfortunately because it tore the whole side off the tree, the whole tree now has to come down. No more Cedar Waxwings, no more Red-breasted Sapsuckers, no more Evening Grosbeaks (for five minutes a year)... It will be sad, but I will plant a nice native tree to take its place.
Ok, that's all. Good times!!