BCMoT advice

 

Highway signs are normally designed to promote uniform adherence, not delight. However, there is one used by the BC Ministry of Transportation that I find really appealing. Sometimes one of the BCMoT overhead electronic signs advises,

WATCH FOR WILDLIFE 

So, I do.  Certainly this is done for safety, as it was this morning when I slowed to avoid four white-tailed deer. However, heeding this recommendation has its own rewards. Such was the case one morning when a coyote wandered along the berm, and later that same day when a small herd of bighorn sheep fed and watched traffic only metres from the road. 

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Goose for coyote

 

There is a goose in this picture that is soon likely to satisfy a coyote. 

It is interesting that, despite the large number of Canada Geese to be seen around the Lake, one rarely sees a dead or injured one. Goose fecundity produces many chicks each year, but what happens to this plentitude? I have only seen one goose being eaten along the shore.

However, for the last few weeks I have been watching a good candidate for a forthcoming meal: a goose with a broken wing. As it cannot fly, it is usually alone, but sometimes joins other geese near the shore. While the flock will move farther onto a lawn, Broken Wing finds it dangerous to move more than a few metres from the water’s edge. While it can swim satisfactorily, I suspect that it won’t be long before a coyote gets it.

The goose with the broken wing is on the left.

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Coyote season

 

A year ago, I made a similar posting about seeing coyotes in the valley bottoms primarily in the months of December through April. I was challenged by someone who rightly said that coyotes can be seen throughout the year. True, but I merely noted that this is when I usually see them. Presumably, they are mainly at higher elevations at other times.

A coyote wandered along a lakeside road but just ignored people and traffic — until I began watching it. 

It promptly retreated to the beach. While I continued to watch it, the coyote looked back at me with a look of such distrust and disdain, that I wondered just what I, or my species, might be doing to deserve its contempt.

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Iridescent clouds

 

Grey clouds have returned bringing rain and snow. Only four days ago, some clouds were variegated.

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Now hear this!

 

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Flap-bounding redpolls

 

The Sun came out; the birds came out; I came out — and took a distinctly odd picture. We are used to seeing folded wings on perched birds, and extended wings on flying birds. But, this shot shows folded wings on flying birds.

I was watching a flock of redpolls. They would alight on a bush, feed on seeds, and then abruptly take off all at once only to fly to an adjacent bush.

As do many small birds, redpolls use flap-bounding flight. Flight follows an undulatory path where birds flap through the troughs, and fold their wings to bound across the ridges where they follow a nearly ballistic trajectory. It is called bounding flight because it resembles the bounding gait of leaping earth-bound animals. Apparently such a flight pattern saves energy and allows birds to fly slower than their normal cruising speed. 

This view shows redpolls feeding on seeds before taking to the air once again.

As redpolls spend half their flight time flapping and half bounding (with folded wings), a typical view of them flying shows about half in each mode.

At one point, a distinctly odd image was captured where almost all were bounding. I suspect that there is a simple explanation. Birds take off together, and all start by flapping. Before they get out of synchronization, most will then begin bounding at the same time. A picture taken at that moment makes them look like a shoal of fish.

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Runway grouse

 

“Ok, I know that that obnoxious photographer (the one who tries to muscle in on my personal territory) recently made fun of my attempt to wander my domain in privacy. I was mortified by the insensitivity of his treatment. The truth is that I am a registered grouse model and have strutted on the world’s best avian runways. So, my agent has advised me to insist on better representation. As you can see, I am fully compliant with recent restrictions on ultra-thin models.”

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Grouse whimsy

 

Humour depends upon one’s perspective, so while this grouse may not think itself funny, I do.

Grouse have cryptic plumage, which allows them to blend with the undergrowth. The camouflage extends to moving at a funereal pace. By walking very slowly, feathers can appear to be little more than shifting patches of sunlight on the forest floor.

This morning’s Ruffed Grouse walked past with great stealth, apparently confident that doing so made it invisible — even against a field of snow.

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Poseidon’s art

 

Last October, I posted pictures of iridescent clouds with the title of Iris’s art. This gave credit for the variegation to the Greek goddess of the sky.

In like manner, it now seems appropriate to credit this satiny view to Poseidon, the Greek god of the waters.

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Dipper blink

 

I learned something from the CBC (Canadian Broadcasting Corporation) this morning. Frank Ritcey of Kamloops was interviewed on the subject of why dippers dip. Alas, the short answer to that question was: We don’t know. 

However, Mr. Ritcey also pointed out that dippers have a white eyelid. Wow, while I had seen this many times when dipper watching, I had thought that I was seeing the bird’s nictitating membrane. I was wrong. I promptly went to my favourite spot for observing dippers and waited for a blink. My dippers did not disappoint. 

An American Dipper blinks and reveals its white eyelid. The eyelid is apparently covered with exceedingly small white feathers, some hint of which is apparent even at this resolution.

While I watched dippers hunt, one brought a clutch of kokanee eggs to the surface, and then, obligingly, blinked.

The dipper expedition was worth it for not only the shots of the blink, but this one of a dipper coming in for a landing on (what is clearly) a favourite perch in the stream.

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