Showing posts with label Wild Turkeys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wild Turkeys. Show all posts

Friday, December 8, 2023

HUNTLEY MEADOWS PARK IN ALEXANDRIA, VIRGINIA 12-5-23

This is the entrance to the park looking from where we leave our car. There is a metal box on the right-hand side for donations. We leave a few dollars but it's not compulsory, and if we find ourselves without any cash, then we get them next time. If families are on a tight budget, even those without families, it is free to all.  A great place to bring children and introduce them to nature. There are classes advertised, though I am not sure if they hold them in the winter months. Definitely in the summer during school breaks, but information on this would be at their website (link at the bottom of this post).

I always search for deer at the park but there have been none for a long time. It's always a joy to see these beautiful animals and their soulful faces, and graceful style. I always feel so blessed to be around them. Always stretching my neck to see if I can spot one but not today.  We saw more birdlife than we normally do.  As soon as we reached the boardwalk across the marsh, there were dozens of Canada Geese on both sides of the walk.

I have always been a fan. At other times of the year, they have been paired up or in small families. This is my first experience of seeing this many at one time.We saw more bird life than we normally do. Time of year, a cloudy day, time of the day, all of the above, or were we just plain lucky?  Next, we saw the Great Blue Heron.Great Blue Herons possess excellent vision. To put it simply, their eyes possess binocular vision that also gives them excellent depth perception. Their eyesight is about three times more detailed than humans. They can see great at nighttime, almost as well as they can see in the day. This benefits them greatly during their annual migration, as they typically start flying at night. I love what I find out online!  We often find that when we are staring into the trees, obviously looking for something, someone walking from the opposite direction will more often than not tell us what they have seen and where to look.  I have mentioned this a few times before, and in this case it was the Belted Kingfisher.A lady told me that she had seen one and pointed us in its direction. I saw other photographers and bird watchers with binoculars, standing in one spot along the boardwalk a hundred yards away. We joined them, though giving them their space. After looking for some time, we spotted the bird high on a tree branch.  Too far away for a decent photo but I could make out its shape and distinctive color…and then he flew down onto a nesting box where I was able to get a better photo.  Thankfully this was before my battery went dead.  Looking on my computer later, I read, "Belted Kingfishers are one of the few bird species where the female is more colorful than the male, sporting a chestnut or rust-colored band across her chest. Males are all blue-gray and white. If you are looking for one, you can listen to their distinct and loud rattling or chattering call. It is typical to hear the sound before you see the bird.” If you scroll down to the bottom right of this website, you will be able to hear its call. It was very exciting for me. I have never seen one other than in other people's photos or on nature shows.

After the disappointment of finding out about the battery, I was happy to come across a couple of photos that I had taken of the Hooded Mergansers before the camera failed. Another delightful bird, it is distinguished by its long black bill and a rather grand crest of feathers - or hood - on its head. The male is black and white with tawny brown sides and flanks. A large fanlike crest surrounded by black atop its head is its dominant characteristic. The male also has a black bill, bright yellow eyes and dull yellow feet. Thankfully I was able to crop another photo, and it was a nice surprise to find as I blanked out the fact that I had taken them right before the battery issue. Those line patterns in my photos are made by the wake of the other mergansers.
The females have russet-brown heads with a backward slanted crest that is considerably smaller than the males. They have dusky brown backs with gray chests and sides. The female has a black upper bill edged with orange. The lower bill is yellow, the eyes are brown and the feet are green.  They live in forested wetlands throughout the eastern half of North America and the Pacific Northwest. They are the only ducks that specialize in eating fish and have a third 'eyelid' that acts like a goggle to help them see prey under the water.
One more sighting of movement high up in a tree.  This was actually taken at the beginning just as we reached the boardwalk. A Red-bellied woodpecker about to bodge an acorn into the tree, perhaps having pecked a hole out first, unless he has an old nesting cavity that he stuffs them into. Do they do that? Gregg took this photo. You can read more about him here.
Our last birds of the day were a total surprise.  We were making our way through the wood back to the car.  My eagle-eye husband spotted movement on the right of the path.
Three Wild Turkeys were the last gift of the day.
This is the first time we have seen them at the park in the 30 plus years we have been visiting, and our first sighting up close ever.  They were taken with my cell phone. I zoomed in a bit as we didn't want to get too close. We treat them as we do all wild things, with a whole lot of caution. It’s a common myth that turkeys can’t fly (most likely because they feed on the ground), but wild turkeys have been known to fly up to 55 mph in short bursts. One very interesting fact is that the bird really is named after the country of Turkey. Early European visitors to the Americas saw the bird and it reminded them of one they were familiar with back home, known as a “Turkey bird.”  It seems that the African guinea fowl made it to Europe in the Middle Ages via Turkey, and the similarity to the American bird gave it the name.  We thought it was lovely seeing them as our walk was ending.

If you click on this link it will take you to the park’s website.  It is where I found the map.


That's all for today's post.  I have more as you can guess.  I always seem to be late visiting you back lately, but thank you for the comments you leave.  Always very much appreciated.  I will be stopping by in the next day or so. 








Saturday, August 3, 2019

PILOT'S PERCH CABIN VACATION - PART 3 - JULY 21ST TO 26TH, 2019


We are back home from our trip, but I am sharing my daily diary and will be repeating this paragraph for a while.  I will also be sharing the link to the cabin's website (name below in red lettering), for anyone to take a look, and just in case you would like to rent one day.  You can read all posts from our vacation if you go below this one and click on the label with the title 'Pilot's Perch Vacation_July 2019'.

From July 21st to July 26th, 2019
Part 3

Tuesday, July 23rd, 2019
9.39 a.m.

We slept downstairs below the main living level,  in the bedroom with the balcony and a great view of the Yadkin Valley.  I woke up a couple of times, sat up in bed and just stared out the window/sliding door to outside.  Probably my inner clock was telling me to do that.  I went outside before dawn most mornings and sat in one of the comfortable rocking chairs, waiting for the light.  It was stunning and photos never do it justice.  We both made good use of those rocking chairs.

Today we are heading to Mount Airy in North Carolina. It's not too far, only about 14 miles.  Many remember the Andy Griffith Show in the 60s.  I used to watch it in reruns when I moved to the States.  Mount Airy was Andy Griffith's childhood home and the fictional town, Mayberry, was based on it.
The GPS took us over the mountain this time.  Gregg had pointed out other cabins way, way up there when we were at the bottom, and I jokingly said that at least we didn't have to go up there, did we?  
The start of the directions took us through a really neat covered bridge.  

It was raining but just sprinkling  (I am sharing covered bridge photos on another day too, when it wasn't raining).  

What's a little rain?  We can handle that we said.  We passed a small waterfall, wasn't sure it was meant to be a waterfall.  The road at first was a paved road, still quite narrow.  (A few of these photos were probably taken on our second trip to take photos of the bridge, on a dryer day)

 There is a pond around here somewhere, but we didn't have time to explore over these few days. 

Further along it was a dirt road.  It had rained hard the night before and in one spot the road looked muddy and a bit washed away, but not too bad.  No way you would want to reverse down that hill so we were glad no cars came the other way.  This road reminded me of the country roads around my village when I lived in the UK back in the day, but this was going up a mountain.  Gregg did a great job of navigating around the bad spot, and then the road started going up and became more winding.  It also became narrower and we were thankful yet again that we were the only ones on it.  (Of course there is an easier, more flatter road to get out of the area, the way we came in originally, and I love GPS normally but not on this trip.)  It got steeper.  

We slowly passed those cabins we had seen when we were below, and wondered if they were rentals or did people live in them full time?  If they were here permanently how did they handle the winter months with ice and snow?  A four-wheel drive would be on my shopping list. We passed one lady on her porch chatting to a handyman who was getting into his truck.  They both waved and smiled as we went by, actually grinned more like it, good naturedly.   They must have seen the expression on my face as their cabin was right on the road.  I imagined them saying, "Look at these two dillys?  Don't they know any better?"  Apparently not!  

A little further up and as we were wondering how much longer it would be before we popped out onto a main road, I noticed slight movement in the undergrowth.  Gregg stopped for a few moments.  It was safe to stop, no cars coming or going. A wild turkey popped his head up, turned his neck and stared at us.  I took a few photos but only managed a blur and these were the best I could get.  The rain was not cooperating at this point, and we had a dark cloud over us.  The turkey stayed there pecking away for a moment or two, and then decided we were not moving until he did.  It ran really fast across the road and disappeared in the undergrowth.
We eventually got onto the main road and Gregg said he wouldn't want to go on that one again.  He was concerned for our tires, but they were okay.  

Not long after we reached Mount Airy.  It would have been nice to walk around but by this time there was a torrential downpour.  I got very good at taking photos in between each swipe of the  window wipers.

We did get a few photos but realizing rain was in the forecast for the whole day, we decided to go back to the cabin, where we spent the rest of the day.  But first, a few rainy-day photos.
Barney's Cafe is over there somewhere.
I saw this in the town and of course I had to get a photo.
We didn't see much and fully intended to go back and explore, but we ran out of time.  
Another good excuse to return.

Tomorrow is supposed to be sunny, and I am looking forward to seeing a little sunshine.  

I'm glad we were not so far away from the cabin, as I was looking forward to relaxing in its comforting surroundings.  I am a big fan of our host's wall hangings, and I hope she won't mind if I share another one.   Below is part of a stained glass in the window next to the dining table.

But I digress, we aren't far away and while driving by a large field I once  again saw movement.  There were large birds in the distance.  Gregg wanted to see what I had spotted and he stopped.  When I looked through the camera lens I still couldn't make out if they were wild turkeys or turkey vultures, but studying the photos later I thought they were young wild turkeys.  
What do you think?
I may be wrong but I looked for a few facts anyway and found this website.  It had this illustration.

It is the early evening now and we have been back for several hours.  We have spent a very relaxing time in the cabin.  Gregg has been reading and I have been working on my laptop.  The Wi-Fi is great here.  It still feels very much like a vacation in the cabin.  The rain has stopped and there are ribbons of mist over the valley.  



  Tomorrow should be a nice day.  We are going to look around a botancial garden in Winston Salem.  It is 50 miles from here.  I am keeping my fingers crossed that the weather forecasters are correct.

Thank you for continuing to follow our vacation, and I wish you all a great weekend.