Double Your Pleasure Owling! (and other birds)

Ever wonder why it is hard to find owls? This was my view yesterday afternoon around 4 pm. My thanks to the Blue Jays which led me to the tree. At first, I only saw one Great Horned Owl. I keep wondering how long the parents will continue to help feed the youngsters. My understanding is a helping hand (or talon) will be given into the Fall. Most nights the young owls fly over to my yard, start screeching (begging) in the hopes Mom or Dad will bring them some food.

Individual Portraits

I also stopped by one of my local Osprey nests where food was also in the process of being delivered.

Even though today is July 30th, winter migration has definitely started. I found these two Great Yellowlegs enjoying some insects in a local pond. Their summer breeding range starts about 500 miles north of Duluth, and they will work their way down to the Gulf Coast of the United States and Mexico for the winter.

FuzzBall … the Great Horned Owl Chick!

Most of my posts have been about Hoot, but if you have downloaded your free PDF copy of my newest children’s book, you will know FuzzBall makes an appearance. After listening to at least two owlets beg and hunt outside my bedroom window last night around 3 am, I decided to hike over to the pine grove in the Lester Amity Forest right after sunrise where my friends often hang out.

I have learned over the past six months, the owls (parents or young) almost never hunt before sunset, and normally wait till well after sundown to begin their search for food. However, in the morning the youngsters seem to have this schedule:

  • Shortly before sunrise: Hide from crows
  • 45 to 60 minutes post sunrise: Hunt one more time before their daily snooze

This morning as I worked my way around a huge dead white pine laying on the ground, suddenly less than ten yards away was FuzzBall. Thankfully for a change I saw him before he saw me. I froze every muscle and did not move an inch. For about one minute we stared at each other. When the owl finally looked away, I very, very slowly raised my camera. Just like a swimmer who is under water during a recovery stroke, I kept my arms right against my body. I did not want to startle FuzzBall.

Success! This image resulted.

The young owl let me watch it for almost five minutes before flying away. While I knew FuzzBall had landed only 150 yards distance, I left the pine grove. Part of my earning the trust of these owls is to limit my time. I figured seeing a human at a distance of less than ten yards was startling the bird.

I hiked home arriving before 7 am. The day was still young and I decided to visit an area just outside of Sax-Zim Bog. Remember, birds do not understand boundaries! For those of you who visit this famous birding region, great birding opportunities exist near by. As noted … birds do not recognize map boundaries!

I have really come to like Harris Road which goes due east from Canyon. The habitat is fantastic, and once past the few farms near Canyon, the region is extremely wild (think north of Isabella). Do not drive past the farms w/o all-wheel or 4-wheel drive.

Here are a few bird photographs from this morning’s Bog trip.

Broad-Winged Hawk

Eastern Kingbird

Young American Kestrel on a Hay Bale
As a fyi … farm fields just after the hay is mowed and before being baled makes for excellent birding. All the bugs that were hiding in the hay have lost their primary cover, and the birds are very aware of that fact.

Colors Around the Clock!

You can cut the moisture in the air with a knife. It’s humid, and shortly after sunset a thunder storm developed and worked its way out over Lake Superior. I drove over to McQuade Harbor (six miles away) and enjoyed some storm watching from inside my car. This is my favorite image with the gazebo in the foreground.

McQuade Harbor Gazebo Lightning Strike

As I’ve noted in many recent posts, the wildflowers are amazing right now. Here are a few images I took within the past few days. The fawn and doe know me personally, and walked within five feet of me before disappearing into the forest. On the other side of the road were hikers whom they wanted to avoid and I have a reputation with the birds and mammals as the “birdfeeder man”! (i.e.safe and provides food)

Late Season White-Tailed Deer Fawn

I also made a quick trip over to Sax-Zim Bog. When the weather did not cooperate I explored some logging roads east of Canyon and was rewarded with these sightings.

Sandhill Crane and Tansy (truly an invasive plant)

Wild Turkey Trot! (pretty certain this is two families of turkeys)

Turkey Trot the Movie! (link for email subscribers)