Not to labor this point too much, but if you read my last post on the Hooded Merganser, you should be keenly aware of how cold it is here in St. Louis. My hopes of it getting warmer today were quickly dashed when I opened the door of the RV only to be blown nearly all the way to the arena where Raven is running agility. A quick check of the phone reveals it is 31 with a windchill of .. wait for it … feels like 20. WTH, last year at this even I was wearing shorts and wandering around comfortably looking for whatever feathered creatures Purina Farms had to offer. This year I am bundled up like the little kid from A Christmas Story. To top it off, after fighting the winds to get to the arena, Raven decided that the agility course was improperly arranged and chose to remedy the situation mid run – when the course is setup the way he wants it, Linda and Raven rock. When it isn’t then to quote a famous movie “What we’ve got here is failure to communicate. Some [poodles] you just can’t reach. So you get what we had here [this morning] which is the way he wants it” No worries, Raven has more runs to work things out – more importantly, I am spending the huge gaps between runs on a quest for a birding check tri-fecta. If the wireless stays up, Mr. White below will give me just that.
Hit the jump to see a few more shots.
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I just want to say for the record that I am currently camping at Purina Farms down in St. Louis and freezing my butt off. Last time I stepped outside it was dipping below 30 and there were little white flecks hurling down on us from above. Linda is in complete denial and not exactly pleased we are being treated with this weather during the Poodle Club of America Nationals we are entered in. Raven will be competing with the big boys and girls in the agility ring (wish him luck!). With that cold whine out of the way, let’s get on to this weekend’s theme. Wait – make that themes. Carrying over from last post, bringing you another bird post, another plus one on the bird list, shoots from this very month (a miracle) and yes, another set of soft pictures. I purposely went with the Woodcock shots first in hopes those shots would make these look better than they really are.
I mentioned in a previous post I was heading up to the Joliet IL area to do some birding with my brother Ron (link here). The goal of that trip was to finally get that Ross’ Goose in the tin. It had been hanging out with a bunch of Domestic Geese that had taken up residence in the area. More specifically in Wilmington IL Ron was threatening to drive there, scoop it up in the car and drive down to my house to get the picture if I waited any longer. Note, that was only threatened, he didn’t actually do that … this time ha. Turns out, our little white Goose was nowhere to be found. We did locate the resident Geese behind Nelly’s Restaurant, but their little friend was either staying inside thanks to another cold weekend or it figured out it was hanging with the wrong crowd. The day was still young, so Ron offered to show me some of other birding spots in the area.
Hit the jump to see a few more shots of this distinctive duck.
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