Category Archives: Year 7

Boreal Birding Bonanza!

Today has been one of those days that reminds the soul of the beauty of nature. Fourty minutes before sunrise I got in the car and drove north deep in the Boreal Forest Wilderness. I hoped I might find a Great Gray Owl in the pre-dawn light, but birds were a no show until one hour after sunrise everyone came out of the woods to “grit up”. For the course of an hour by slowly driving along Lake County #2 I was treated to some incredible birds … Canada Jays, Pine Grosbeaks, Red Crossbills and Spruce Grouse. All these birds were flying over to the only source of grit for tens and tens of miles. Although Lake County #2 is a paved road, it is deep in the wilderness. A car would pass me while I was birding only every fifteen minutes.

My real hope of the morning was to find some Spruce Grouse, and I had the jackpot with a small flock of five. Even though it is the end of November, this male was “strutting his stuff” for a nearby lady. She did not seem to be too impressed.



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A few miles down the road I discovered a flock of Red Crossbills. I seriously doubt these birds have ever seen a human. I was able to stand within six feet as they “gritted up”. Given the unique bills … crossbills to pry open pine cones … gritting up is quite the production. Note how these birds have to turn their heads sideways to the ground to pick up gravel.

Finally on the way home, old Baldy was enjoying some roadkill.

Snow Squall Birds

Enjoying “red” on a day with Snow Squalls. In addition to this Cardinal, we have had regular visits from Pileated and Red-Bellied Woodpeckers … and even a Redpoll. If you maximize the image you should be able to see the streaks of snow coming down.
Two years ago, my house was pretty much the northern range limit for Cardinals, but I now know some “reds” are being seen up the shore as far as the Sucker River (12 miles distant).
Mourning Doves … they stay the winter each year … normally not found in the Boreal Forest during the “white” time of the year. They appear to like my feeders.