The Kingfishers of Lester River

The bird population has now exploded at the mouth of the Lester River on Lake Superior. The first 500 upstream yards from the big lake have everything a bird could want … fish … berries … and bugs. Even my local Merlin has now shown up to enjoy the feast (i.e. of birds). One aspect I enjoy about Lester River is I may either walk the bank (stairs descend from 61st Avenue East (dead end road), or walk the ravine’s cliffs. By walking the cliffs I am often able to watch my Belted Kingfishers from vantage points where theydo not see me (i.e. above them). Such was the case this morning when both the male and female were hunting to feed hungry chicks. Soon these young will fledge and come out of their nest hole.

Mr. Belted Kingfisher