Home Again, Home Again

My trip to Vancouver, Washington, turned out to be unexpectedly short. After having lunch with Klaras and visiting with Gary for four hours, I walked out into a torrential downpour. At 1500 feet, I found myself literally immersed in rain clouds.

Heavy Rains

I’d intended to camp at Battleground Lake State Park, but I knew I would have a hard time staying inside the car for 12 hours straight and with that kind of rain I wouldn’t have many other options.

If I’d thought the weather was going to improve dramatically Wednesday, I would have opted to stay in a motel for the night, but most forecasts called for rain on Wednesday, too, and I wasn’t willing to spend the money for a room to hike in the rain so I decided to drive the 2 1/2 hours home.

Looking at the present weather conditions in Vancouver I should probably have opted for the motel. Of course, I woke up to blue skies here in Tacoma, but at 9:30 it’s suddenly dark and cloudy and rain appears imminently possible.

I just spent an hour and a half working out at the Y which isn’t nearly as pleasant as a hike up the Columbia Gorge, by any means, but my body, if not my mind, doesn’t seem to know the difference. Ultimately, I feel better when I exercise regularly wherever that might be. My visit with Gary, unfortunately, reminded me how important it is to live the moment to the fullest, that life is too short no matter how long we live.

Unplugged

Unplugged

I’m about to head out on a 3-5 camping trip and decided that since many of those days will be spent carrying a pack uphill that I would leave all my computer equipment at home since I didn’t want to leave a Mac Book Air and other computer equipment at the trailhead. I know from experience that too often it isn’t safe.

It’s bad enough having your car broken into without losing expensive equipment that the insurance company won’t cover without an extended policy. Normally when I go birding I keep reasonably close to my car and don’t worry too much about it being broken into, but that would defeat the purpose of this particular trip.

Besides, after ten+ years of blogging and constant time on the internet I want to see what it feels like to simply shut it all down for three to four days. I suspect it might be harder to quit than smoking, but I think I need to find out.

White Pelicans at Malheur

One of the very first shots I got at Malheur was this shot of a White Pelican, in the large pond just before Narrows.

White Pelican

It was so windy that the pond looked more like the ocean than the pond where I first photographed them.

Pelicans in Flight

I think I’ve seen them every time I’ve been to Malheur, but there were more of them this time than I was used to seeing, which, of course, means I had more photographic opportunities than usual.

When I got out and walked the wetlands on Ruh-Red Road, I got more flybys than I’ve gotten before, too. They flew directly overhead

Pelican Fly Over

as well as at nearly eye-level, spooking them as much as they spooked me when they lifted off.

Pelican

I also learned another interesting fact about Pelicans while observing them this time. Those funny bumps on their beak are signs that they are in breeding. Horny, as it were.

Strangely enough, nearly the last shot I took, just as I was leaving Tule Lake National Wildlife Refuge in northern California turned out to be my favorite pelican shot of the trip.

White Pelican

When I first saw the bird floating alone, I thought it was the most magnificent Pelican I’d seen on the trip, but after working with it on the computer it looks a lot like the other pelicans I shot. It’s the light and setting that make the shot a personal favorite.

White-Faced Ibis

As I noted earlier I was really looking forward to see the avocets at Malheur, but I wasn’t about to ignore the White-Faced Ibis once I saw them. I’d never seen them before sighting them flying over at Malheur two years ago, though I confused them with cormorants. Silly me, the silhouette as unmistakable as it is striking.

White-Faced Ibis

I’ve never seen another bird in the Pacific Northwest that looks anything like this

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Somehow it seems fitting that I also saw them here for the first time in full-breeding colors,

White-Faced

though my camera seems incapable of capturing their true iridescence.

We did see them as they started to change colors in California this Spring, and Leslie got the best shot of them up to that point. However , I think this bird is even more magnificent than the one she shot.

White-Faced Ibis

It was so beautiful that a set up my tripod and 500mm lens with extender to take shots of it for nearly a half hour, shooting it from multiple angles as it contentedly fed.

White-Faced Ibis