
Romeo was psyched and rearing to go, as he 'dragged' us along the trail, we were hopeful that our feathered friends were out taking advantage of the beautiful day as well.
Once we started along the path we soon realized this couldn't be an official 'Birding Adventure'. Romeo was determined to 'mark' every tree, shrub, bush and blade of grass we came upon. (As you can see in the picture) Other than a few horses taking their owners for a spin, and a jogger here and there, there wasn't much activity on the ground or in the air.

Even though I consider myself a birder, and the fact that I have lived on the Island just about my entire life, and I never noticed the Ring-necked Duck before. Birding and Bonding has not only brought San and I closer, but I have learned alot these past few weeks.
Our goal was to make it to the dog park in Bldenburgh, but walk as we may it was not anywhere in sight. Poor Romeo by this time was dying of thirst, so doing as dogs do and much to San's chagrin, he was drinking from the muddy puddles. This convinced us that we should turn back before it got dark. On the way back down the path there was a noise in the bushes. Try as we might whatever it was it did not want to be seen. We at first thought it was perhaps Deer, but that we would see. Whatever it was it remains a mystery. On the long walk back we resigned ourselves to the fact that we could not add anything to our list this weekend. Then all of a sudden we both heard a bird in the woods, we finally spotted him with our binoculars and after about 15 minutes we determined that it was a Red-breasted Woodpecker which we already have on our list.
Also, one thing you should always do, even though your eyes are in the sky looking for birds, you must keep track of where you are going. This is advise San and I could have used. We got lost on the way back, only for a little while. We knew the direction we needed to go in, but we somehow missed the path we came down originally and Romeo was no help at all. Finally we made our way out of the woods and back to the car.
So until the next 'scheduled' adventure keep birding one and all.
And no Blue Jays!
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed your sharing with us your impromptu hike in Blydenbury County Park. Sounds like you had fun. Question. Where does the Red-neck Duck migrate to after it leaves Long Island? Is there a chance it would stay here on Long Island since we are living in the last days and everything is mixed up?
ReplyDeleteSandy, I think I also heard the song sparrow today, around 11:00 am. We were home with Charlee our granddaughter, and I really thought I heard that cute little song, "Maids, Maids, Maids, Put on Your Tea Kettle, Ettle, Ettle," unless it was wishful thinking.
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