An Afternoon at Jack Pine Trail (part 2)
April 4th, 2010
In terms of friendliness of wildlife, Jack Pine Trail is Mud Lake and then
some. Ducks, geese, chickadees, nuthatches, chipmunks and squirrels have all
learned, from repeated contact, that the humans there are no threat to them
and may provide food on request. Even species I normally expect to be quite
skittish, such as hares, grouse, and juncos, are more trusting in this area.
(I once had a Ruffed Grouse at Jack Pine Trail step out from under a bush and
walk right up to my feet. Alas, I didn't have a camera with me then, and I
have yet to re-encounter him.)
The White-Breasted Nuthatches will stalk you, the way chickadees do at Mud
Lake. Flitting from trunk to trunk as you walk by, at eye level, doing their
game best to catch your attention. This makes for some excellent photo
opportunities.
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The woods that day were absolutely teeming with migrant
Golden-Crowned
Kinglets. The most kinglets I've ever seen in one place--and that's saying
something. These tiny birds, barely larger than hummingbirds, are among the
forerunners in songbird spring migration. They're apparently more tolerant of
cold than warblers, because they migrate earlier in the spring and later in
the fall, and also winter in the states, while most warblers continue on to
the tropics.
The Golden-Crowned Kinglets were doing what they usually do, which is to say,
mocking me.
I've told this story
before. It's like a big game of keep-away. The kinglets must never give me
an opportunity to photograph their little selves without ten intervening
branches, or motion blur, or poor lighting, or, if they do, they tilt their
heads away so I can't catch those beautiful bright yellow crown stripes. Or,
if I get
all those things--a Golden-Crowned Kinglet out in the open in
good light showing his crown and not moving a muscle--then my camera will
mysteriously fail to auto-focus on it. And then it flits away.
"Oh, you mean
this golden crown?"
Slate-Colored Junco
These are the other birds that the woods were teeming with. They hopped in
front of me on the path in little foraging flocks, and sang from up in the
trees: an unmusical but resonant trill. Like kinglets, this is their time for
moving through Ottawa on their way to their breeding grounds.
Song Sparrow
Song Sparrows are one of our most common and widespread breeding sparrows, and
the first to come back in migration. They're everywhere now, singing their
song of 2-3 distinct whistles followed by a trill.
Mallard
"Do I hear the sweet, sweet sound of visitors to Jack Pine Trail? And do the
visitors have food for me?"