Amerson River Park |
Started Saturday morning birding with some great birding friends. Paul, Jerry, and another Paul. This was supposed to be our Audubon monthly field trip. Instead of a group of 8 to 15, it turned out to be the four of us. The weather forecast was discouraging to many, I guess.
I need to start doing the weather forecast on future field trip days. Will go something like this. "Sunshine and spring like temperature during birding hours, preceded and followed by rain, possibly thunderstorms and heavy clouds".
Though not 100 percent completed yet, the Amerson River Park looks gorgeous. Paul Johnson and Jerry Amerson are among the best birders we have in Middle Georgia. And birding with them is always a pleasure. They're also nice folks! No wonder we observed 69 bird species that morning with some beautiful highlights such as the low flying loons and the singing Rose-breasted Grossbeak.
There was just enough time to eat lunch with Debbie, my second half, quickly packed a bag for the night on the coast, and headed to Statesboro. My daughter Leah Coquerel goes to Georgia Southern University and was participating in the Miss Purple Pageant.
We thought we may be late so I drove. I seem to understand the speed limit better. It's 70 mph most of the way. No one goes below 70. That's the speed limit! They never say what the maximum speed is. Fortunately, I'm not a very fast driver, just a little when needed, and within reason. Yes, we got there with time to spare and enjoyed the pageant.
My beautiful daughter received a huge trophy for "first runner up" and a plaque for "Miss Congeniality". Did I say Leah is a sweet and congenial young woman? Well, she is! And she is graduating next month. How prouder can a father be?
Six of us, including Kelly my second daughter, met at El Sombrero restaurant for dinner.
Debbie at Marshes of Glynn Park |
No problem, there were plenty of hotels around that block. So we just went to the next one. No room available. Actually, says the nice lady behind the desk, there is NO room available anywhere around the area. She checked for someone else already.
Oh my oh my! I'm NOT sleeping in the car! I'll drive to Jacksonville if I have to. I'll sleep in a tent in the woods, happily, but I go fully prepared, with plenty of water, portable toilet, solar hot water bag...the works. Thanks to smartphones, Google... we both got on the phone and Debbie found a nice hotel 1.7 mile from where we were. One room left, a suite...was very nice.
I was trying to save a few bucks by checking in to our regular hotel using one of those coupons you get at rest areas (but you have to check-in in person!). I ended up paying more, but stayed in a nice suite... for just a few hours. I'll go back making reservations, for sure.
After a good night sleep and a good breakfast, compliment of the hotel, we hit the birding hotspots, non-stop, the rest of the day. Tell me about the adrenaline rush! Birding, birding, birding! Oh, life is good!
Marshes of Glynn Park, Jekyll Island Causeway, twice, Jekyll Island... We spent some time at Jekyll, in spite of constantly saying "we've got to go, we've to go". Got a look at some pretty songbirds. Yellow-throated Warblers, Northern Parulas, Yellow-throated Vireo, Indigo Bunting. Also saw Terns, Gulls, lots and lots of shorebirds, a Bald Eagle.
From Jekyll Island, we went to the Altamaha Wildlife Management Area. Saw 46 Black-bellied Whistling-ducks, close up enough without scarring them, 8 Black-necked Stilts, male Bobolinks, a gorgeous Prothonotary Warbler, and many more birds. All the birds I just mentioned are beautiful birds. Actually, very beautiful, especially when viewed through binoculars.
We rushed out of the Altamaha with the dark clouds behind us.
We made our final stop at Harris Neck Wildlife Refuge. The rain came shortly after we got there. We continued birding in the rain with ponchos, or in the car. The rain did not last too long. (The heavy rain stayed mainly west of us).
Enjoyed even more birds at Harris Neck including a large rookery of Wood Storks. Stayed till almost dark. Then it was time to get head back home.
On the way home, Debbie asked "how long have we been gone?" Only one day, I replied. Seemed like several days!
Harris Neck NWR |