Thursday, March 17
The mesquite trees are “greening up!” Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
Buenos Aires National Wildlife Refuge, north of Sasabe and west of Arivaca, Arizona
This morning Bridget, Reggie and I toodle over to the refuge’s Visitor Center.
“You wait here. I won’t be long. Promise.”
For heaven’s sake, what faces! They look like convicts behind plexi-glass during visiting hour at the prison.
I discover the Visitor Center is closed.
The sign says it is closed due to a staff shortage. I peek in the windows and return to the PTV.
“See? I wasn’t long. Hi, Bridgie! Perk up those ears, Reg! We’re gonna’ have a great day!”
We begin a leisurely drive on Pronghorn Road.
Birds of prey perch on the highest branches of trees. Most of them fly off at our approach or in the millisecond before I catch them with my lens.
I do capture a few as we mosey through the grassland.
Most of the photos come out too fuzzy to post here, as we have to stay far away. Here are a few of the better ones:
Red-tailed Hawk
Although the photos aren’t high quality, I’m pleased with them.
It’s not like I can tell the sun to move so the subject isn’t back-lit!
Or direct a hawk . . . “Um, could you skootch further out on the branch? That stick is in the way.”
The Perfect Tow Vehicle is in drive. I let up on the brake pedal and we creep forward.
Maybe I can get a better angle. Oops, he’s watching and getting restless . . . .
I lose him for a second. While searching for him in the camera’s viewer, he takes flight.
A short distance further, I spot another one.
Coopers Hawk
We continue our roll through the grassland.
I look for pronghorns.
With 118,000 acres to roam in the refuge and more beyond that, they could be anywhere. We might not see any.
There they are!
Let’s see . . . a small herd . . . five or six . . .
I wait while two of them move out of the brush to where I have a clear shot.
Zoom in some more . . . .
Chihuahuan Pronghorn (A. americana mexicana)
This is such fun!
We leave the pronghorns to their grazing and continue on, completing the Pronghorn Road loop. On the return trip to camp, I drive us onto a dirt road, stop, and let the crew out for a short walk.
I love days like this.
As soon as we’re home, I unload the crew and plug the PTV to the Best Little Trailer.
I refresh the crew’s water dish and grab a drink for me from the fridge. Bridget and Reg hop onto the bed and make themselves comfortable. I sit down at my little table and open up the laptop.
Now to see the photos!
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