Attention everyone! It's too dang cold and windy. The
weather has not been cooperating at all. We haven't been able to
take our jackets off all week, and this is Arizona! We were
planning to look for the Rufous-capped Warbler in French Joe Canyon, but
the weather argued against that. Kate and I got up at
O-dark-hundred in anticipation of an early start with Stuart. But
the wind just got windier and the skies looked like the end of the
world. Stuart called just about the time we were dressed, and we
agreed that Kate and I should go with Plan B instead. The RCWA
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We started our day at the Sierra Vista Sewage Ponds.
For you non-birders, we do spend time at places like this,
even in Arizona. There were a fair amount of birds there, even
though the area has become a little overgrown. As you can see from
this picture, the weather was threatening, to say the least. Those
clouds hung over the Huachuca Mountains all day.
This view is looking west from the viewing platform at the
ponds. |
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This view is looking northeast, at the Dragoon
Mountains. Somewhere out there is Tombstone, AZ but we didn't stop
this time. No interest in T-shirt shops this trip...too cold. |
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On our way out of the ponds, we saw this very
cooperative raptor perched by the side of the road. Kate and I
tried to dope out whether it was a Sharp-shinned Hawk or Cooper's
Hawk. We were fuzzled. So I sent a picture to one of our birding
buddies, Ann Johnson, who forwarded it on to Jim Bangma, and they agreed
that it
was an immature Merlin! Duoh!
For those of you who want to chime in and are wondering about the
size, it was slightly bigger than a Blue Jay. |
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We drove through the Mule Mountains to get to
Sulphur Springs Valley and came upon this roadside shrine. No
point, just an interesting picture. |
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The weather was just as threatening in the Sulphur Springs
Valley as it was in Sierra Vista. Cold and windy with periodic
showers. We even drove through a short dust storm. Ugh. |
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Our first stop was Whitewater Draw where the state has set up a refuge for wintering Sandhill Cranes.
We see them migrating though Chicago area every spring and fall, so we
thought it would be fun to see them on their wintering grounds.
There weren't the thousands that we were expecting, but we did see small
flocks flying around all day. We saw our second
Vermillion Flycatcher of the trip and a possible Bald Eagle at this
location. |
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A couple of artsy-craftsy shots. Where's
Life Magazine when I have such great stuff to send them? |
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Our next stop was at the Willcox Pond (yes,
it's spelled right). This seems to be where all of the wintering
Northern Shovelers hang out. As you can see, the weather has not
improved. In fact we got hit by a shower here. But the wind
was so strong that we just rearranged the car so that the open window
was in the lee of the wind, and we were dry. |
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This is the sign at the entrance to the pond. Seems
like a very welcoming gesture by the local community. Although
it's probably just that the golfers were tired of people showing up at
the pro shop wondering where the pond is (that was Cynical Jim
talking). |
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We spent a lot of time watching the Shovelers, mostly so
that I could take a picture. I took LOTS of pictures. That's
the beauty of digital...infinite amounts of film. Unfortunately
they didn't come close enough for the 5x zoom, but with a little
cropping and zooming...well heck, still not a great picture. |
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There were so many of them, we had a chance to
watch their feeding behavior in larger groups. Notice the lines of
Shovelers. |
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There was an American Avocet feeding among the
Shovelers. We also saw Common Mergansers and Ruddy Ducks in the
deeper part of the lake. Other good birds in the area were
Cinnamon Teal, Bufflehead, and the always popular Greater Roadrunner. |
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Kate gave me her usual "He's taking a picture of
something silly again" look when I pulled over for this
image. But I think it came out well. If someone from
an agricultural publication would like to use this picture, I'm amenable
- just pay me the big bucks. |
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We looked at LOTS of Red-tailed Hawks in search of
Ferruginous Hawks and Golden Eagles, but saw neither. However,
karma did reward us with a couple of Harris's Hawks at the end of our
sweep of the valley near Double Adobe. |
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The weather had not improved in the Huachucas while we
were gone. This is a view of the south end of the range, at the
Coronado National Memorial. The border is a couple of miles south
(left) of where we took this picture. |
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Tourist note: We had dinner at The Diner on Route 92 south
of Sierra Vista. Nice place and very mean chili. I tried
their hot version and it was very tasty, but beware of having a whole
bowl. We moved to new lodging at the Casa de San Pedro, a very nice
bed and breakfast right along the San Pedro River. |