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.
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.
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.