Tag Archives: MN North: Canosia Wildlife Area

Canosia Great Blue Heron Rookery

When the Mississippi River Flyway & Willowsippi WMA did not produce for me over by Jacobson, Minnesota yesterday morning, I decided to come home via the Canosia Wildlife Management Area including a hike into the Great Blue Heron Rookery.

I was prepared for the major off trail bushwhacking to reach the beaver pond and rookery, but discovered that a large area had been logged over the winter. While the logged out area made for difficult hiking over the numerous trees which had been cut, but deemed not of commercial value (i.e. scattered and lying on the ground), the logging actually did make it easier to reach the pond.

While the ice only retreated off area ponds and lakes less than 5 days ago, all the fish eaters (ducks, ospreys and herons) were ready to migrate into our area upon learning there was open water. I estimated over 25 nests already had a male waiting for a mate, and a few nests were already occupied by mated pairs.

This Great Blue Heron Couple was the most active at the task of nest rebuilding. It took me a while to figure out that each time the male flew off in search of new branches and twigs, he only flew a short distance and landed upon an empty nest. The male heron would then proceed to deconstruct / dismantle the old nest and take sticks to fly home. He would then present his fantastic finds to his loved one! Pretty smart … very little energy expended.

A few more photographs of other nests …


And the local Osprey nest which was being contested by three individuals.


Canosia Great Blue Heron Rookery … the Movie! (video link for email subscribers)

The Young Birds of Summer! (Fledglings)

Yesterday morning I spent 30 minutes with Steam Shovel Sam and Sally’s kids. The juvenile osprey can now fly, but prefer to stay perched near the nest and beg. I watched the two youngsters screaming / begging for a long time, and when they got excited I knew food had to be in the “delivery mode”! Quite frankly I could not see a parent osprey, but if your eyesight is capable to seeing fish under water, the ospreys could obviously see their parents coming back from a fishing trip long before I was able to see anything which leads me to this comment. When birding learn the birds! Birds will let you know by their actions when there will be a change in the environment. Such was the case with the Osprey Fledglings, which then made a quick, fast flight back to the nest. Apparently feedings at this point still happen only at the nest, not out on dead snags.

The Dead Snag … two youngsters

Osprey Fledgling #1

Osprey Fledgling #2

Parent Bring Fish (youngsters are hiding in nest)


Before a bunch more “youngster / fledglings” photographs, this Cedar Waxwing did pose nicely for me on McDavitt Road in Sax-Zim Bog yesterday morning. The ground fog had just burned off, and I was listening for juvenile Great Gray Owls (none heard). As a fyi this is the time of year to get out in the woods or grasslands and look for juvenile raptors. They beg a lot and are lousy hunters.


And the other “young of year” images … all taken north of Duluth in Sax-Zim Bog or what I call the South Bog.

Trumpeter Swan Family

Sandhill Crane Family

Wild Turkey Family

Ruffed Grouse Family

Sandhill Crane Adults near Floodwood Bog (newly mown grasslands ALWAYS attract birds. The much shorter grasses make insects much easier prey)

America the Beautiful Birding

I tend to “bird the sunrise”, which on June 14th is at 5 am in northern Minnesota. Because this means I am up BEFORE 5 am, by 9 pm I am often tired and in bed. However last night I went looking for owls at a new place after sunset (after 9 pm). While I did not find owls, this Osprey (photos best seen on a large screen) was gloriously setting off the sunset. Given I live at the bottom of the hill near Lake Superior, the geography of the hill means I see lots of sunrises, and very few sunsets. Boy, am I glad I went out last night. I found myself humming the melody of “America the Beautiful”!

Flaming Osprey Sunset (Canosia Wildlife Preserve)


Rescuing “Winston Churchill”, the juvenile River Otter, from the road. Look at the first picture! I hope you’ll understand my name for the otter. I did manage to convince “Winston” to leave the highway!


The explosion of color continued this morning when I still got up early, and was off to the Lakewood School and environs.

Morning Lupine

Northern Flicker

Green Heron