on the approach (Feb 3):
I'm really starting to itch for springtime now. To keep my impatience at least somewhat at bay, I've been exploring new places to go birding. On February 5th I drove out to Chimney Bluffs State Park. There was a lot of snow on the ground, and I wasn't able to hike the trails much at all (I knew I should have asked for snowshoes for my birthday afterall!), but it was pretty, and I can't wait to see it at other times of the year.
The other evening a friend of mine asked to use my printer, and while I fought with it (it was spewing lies about the new black ink cartridge not being compatible, when it was the exact same as the one I had just removed) he noticed the two big maps I have up on my wall: one of Massachusetts and the other of the Finger Lakes region. He asked if the push pins were birding places, I said yes, and then he asked why Letchworth had been ignored. I had indeed ignored Letchworth, in the bottom left corner of my Finger Lakes map. Odd that I overlooked it, too, considering it's impressive size: it's about 17 miles long and covers 14,350 acres. Well, lucky for me I have observant friends, who also happen to be Environmental Science majors with some knowledge of parks in the area. ;)
So, when I should have been packing to go home for break, I was driving out to Letchworth. It was beautiful outside, wanting so badly to be a spring day instead of a winter one, and trying so hard to fulfill that wish. I didn't have enough daylight to explore as much of the park as I would have liked, but it was a very satisfactory first visit. Even before I arrived I saw three red-tailed hawks hanging around 390 between exits 11 and 9. I hate driving on the highway and spotting a raptor, knowing I can't very well stop the car and grab my camera. Even on the rare occasion when I have spotted one while driving and indulged in the urge to pull over, I've never been able to get my camera out and aimed at the target in time. So, I was a little silly.....after the inital cursing that inevitably follows when this situation arises, I decided hell, I'm on my own schedule, and I don't see why I can't bird on the journey AND at the destination. So, I got off at the next exit, got on 390 northbound, and drove back. Then I "had some car troubles" and pulled over, turning on my emergency lights and thinking the entire time "this is unnecessarily dangerous and stupid" (I'm a sucker for those shocking video shows centered around dashboard camera videos, and I've seen a lot of videos of people innocently-enough pulled over, and then being crashed-into by another motorist). Anyway, I got some nice shots. The red-tail regarded me with slight curiosity before flying off into the woods behind him.
The dam at Letchworth:
I can't wait to see more of the park, which includes the highest waterfall in NY state. The trail ahead:
There were tons of downy woodpeckers and white-breasted nuthatches making their endearing calls, which have always struck me as a little silly-sounding.
Hogsback Overlook:
Better get to bed, if I'm very lucky my dad and I will take the kayak out tomorrow for some birding, although I haven't made up my mind yet about where I'd like to go: Assabet River, Great Meadows, or Oxbow?