Bohemian Waxwings near Wenas Lake
Forrest Gump's mother always said, " Life is like a box of
chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get." Sometimes
birding can emulate life.
Elizabeth Bohn and I tried to stay on the road today while searching
for the Gyrfalcon that Denny found near the Wenas Cemetery earlier
this week. Had no luck on the falcon but we did find Denny...at the
cemetery, no less. Unlike others at the site, he had a pulse.
We drove Longmire Road-North Wenas-Boyd-Freemont (Prairie Falcon
eating red entrails)-Huntzinger-Sheep Company-North Wenas (again.)
Abandoning the fizzled falcon frenzy, we headed to the Wenas area
hoping for Northern Pygmy Owl or Wild Turkey. No luck there but
a quick look at the green dot road (Hessler Flats?) that branches
from mid-Wenas Lake rousted 20 Bohemian Waxwings just inside
the brand new yellow gate.
As the birds glided into a bare tree, I was ready to pass them off
as Starlings. But crests warranted a look through the bins and the
rich rusty-cinnamon undertail coverts were ablaze. They quickly
flushed towards Wenas Lake. A quick scan of the area didn't reveal
anything obvious that the birds might have been feeding on. Twenty
yards inside the gate were some rose hips but nothing else in the
shrub steppe beyond. Perhaps just birds in transient?
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