A continuing post to my field trip on Friday proves that I don’t know squat! The trail was long and I snapped away without taking notes, so when I uploaded my photos to Flickr this evening, I referenced the trail map that the Raptor Center provided as a timeline for me. I soon realized that due to flooding that day, I was all over the place on the trail and didn’t pay attention… Ooops. Now I am lost. I don' know what I'm calling what! Photographing raptors behind wire mesh and fencing is a challenge behind the camera, so click to enlarge, if you wish. I saw so much – at least twenty-five or thirty different species birds and most of the photos were not good. The eagles looked nice on my previous post, though, and I’m happy about that.
Every raptor had a description of its history with the Raptor Center. I wish I had been able to photograph this small bird with good results.
This is “One Eyed Jack”. Poor thing. He has plenty of roommates to brighten his day, though.
Barred Owls. Incredible.
The history of the Carolina Raptor Center. While I was reading this, I met a delightful lady volunteer. She was tending to the aviaries and told me how much she loves volunteering, especially transporting injured raptors. The highlight of her volunteer hours is transporting them back for a release after healing. How good does that sound? They need volunteer help in every area and my application will be sent soon. I don't have much spare time but I'm willing to devote a few hours a month where they need me.
This is my favorite bird on the trail. So pretty! Can I provide an ID? Nope.
Perhaps a Cooper’s Hawk? Another possible zero.
Long-eared Owl. Cute. I'd love to feel those little ears.
How about a Turkey Vulcher? “Here’s lookin’ atcha, handsome!” Not in the huggable or kissable category, by any means. Eckk. Now I'm wondering why I didn't put a full zoom on that mug.
American Kestrel or Mississippi Kite. I am so screwed up. I’d love to take some time to research this one, but my loads of laundry are calling me… We’re running out of socks around here.
This weekend was bad for being outdoors. The wind tore me up. Our temperatures dropped from 68 degrees yesterday to 25 degrees overnight. I rescued this poor, confused frog from the pond skimmer today. It took him a while to warm up in the sun and gain consciousness before he traveled to his favorite spot.
The raptors are fascinating but it would be more thrilling to see them in the wild as opposed to seeing them in captivity. Great birds, but me still loves ma little bewds! The only bird photo of the weekend.
Note to self: when with camera, clip hair back during gusty winds.
This post exhausted me...I'm happy to click "publish"!