Swallow, Yellowlegs & Owl

On arriving to volunteer at Reifel this afternoon there was a Belted Kingfisher along Robertson Slough. It did not stick around when I got out to walk the driveway. This is the first one I have seen in a while. Carrying on I reached the the parking lot the same time as a couple of bus loads of people.  Still, it was not overly busy on the people front. Birding wise it remains fairly quiet. There was an adult Great Horned Owl being harassed by Crows near the picnic area which did not stay long. While walking the outer dyke checking the handful of shorebirds in the ponds I noticed a Phalarope in with some Yellowlegs. It was all the way across the pond and to far off for me to properly identify. I decided to head to the blind off the centre dyke trail to see if I could get a closer look. By the time I reached the blind, the Phalarope was gone. As a consolation, there was a Barn Swallow family roosting on some branches just outside one of the blind openings.

Barn Swallow
Barn Swallow

This is one of the juvenile Barns Swallows. Only problem being the opening is too small for my lens to shoot through and resulted in a soft photo which I tried to correct. From here I headed back to the tower area.

Lesser Yellowlegs
Lesser Yellowlegs

The Lesser Yellowlegs I noted earlier was in a slightly better spot for a photo this time. Then came word of another Great Horned Owl along one of the inside trails.

Great Horned Owl
Great Horned Owl

This one being a juvenile with the lack of large broad ear tufts of an adult and still somewhat fuzzy head. This young bird also seemed to be favouring its right eye.

Great Horned Owl
Great Horned Owl

I look forward to seeing the young owls each year. The adults have been nesting in the area for many years now. To finish the afternoon off, one of the Swainson’s Thrush came in and scolded the young owl for a short time. Of course it did not want to pose nicely like the owl and remained tucked away in the branches. A quiet but not uneventful afternoon.

Osprey Nest Update

It was back to the Osprey nest this morning to see how things are progressing.

Osprey
Osprey

All three chicks appear to be growing and doing well.

Osprey
Osprey

Once the sun made an appearance, the chicks would rest in the shade of mom while awaiting the next food delivery.

Osprey
Osprey

This was the second food delivery of the morning since I arrived. While I took photos earlier, conditions were a little better now.

Osprey
Osprey

As is usually the case, the female will take the fish from the male,

Osprey
Osprey

… and then he will depart. A little crowded with them all in the nest at the same time.

Osprey
Osprey

Then she will start feeding the chicks. In this case, the smallest one.

Osprey
Osprey

Once it had its fill,

Osprey
Osprey

… she offered the others some who ate more than the little one at the earlier feeding.

Osprey
Osprey

Then it was time to digest and and enjoy the morning. I continued to watch a little longer and there was another food delivery as I was packing up the gear in preparation to leave. Three hungry mouths will keep the adults busy.

Swainson’s Thrush

My last post ended, “but there is always next time”. Well today was the next time and I was back at Reifel to try for the Swainson’s Thrush again. I was heading down the east dyke trail and got side tracked listening to and trying to locate a warbler. Then lower down in an adjacent tree some movement caught my attention.

Swainson's Thrush
Swainson’s Thrush

There tucked away in the branches was the bird I had come for, a Swainson’s Thrush. A little too far off for a decent photo, but I did manage a record shot before it flew off. I carried on from there to the northeast corner where they had been the other day. I could hear one calling, but it was in area that is inaccessible. I left for a short while to check the outer ponds and returned to the same corner on my way back. Once again I could hear two birds singing in the area. For the most part they continued to remain out of sight.

Swainson's Thrush
Swainson’s Thrush

Then just before it was time to leave, one made a brief appearance. As before they were remaining in amongst the branches and not providing any good chances for photos. So, given “next time” was Friday the 13th, it turned out not too bad being able to add Swainson’s Thrush to my life photo list.