Bosque del Apache Fly Out
/Arriving at the Bosque del Apache Wildlife Refuge in the early morning when it is still dark…quiet…the birds just beginning to wake up. The sandhill cranes are dark ovoid silhouettes on the water that shimmers with the pre-sunrise light.
Ribbons of snow geese begin flying in. They seem to be up and about before the cranes in the cold (temperature in the 20s and ice on the ponds). The water begins to look like gold foil. Something startles the geese and they rise up from the water…before settling down again. The cranes sleep on although they might be beginning to stir. The noise of the geese overwhelms their noises.
We moved to the other roost pond and the cranes there are already beginning to “talk” – stepping up onto the ice from the water where they stood – close together – overnight. They begin to line up for flying out to find breakfast…leaving in small groups.
Some of the cranes sleep on while others stretch their wings…and head out.
The cottonwood tree on the other side of the pond looks like it has lost some central limbs since the last time I was here (pre-Covid).
And still there are sleepy heads.
The cranes stretch out their necks before they fly out….and sometimes slip a bit on the ice as they try to take off from the slippery surface. It is not always a graceful lift-off.
I took some vegetation pictures…the remnants from last summer.
A few mornings later…we were back for another fly out. It was in the 20s again and we couldn’t stay as long. All the cranes in the group seemed more awake and vocal….maybe more anxious to leave the pond!
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