Stiff southerly winds buffeted us around quite handily as we headed southwest toward High Island. The winds had picked up on Saturday and continued all night and through the day on Sunday to our arrival. We pulled into the little campground, spotting a scissor-tailed flycatcher like this before even getting started with setup.
There were so many birds that we didn't know which way to look first!! There were birds in every direction and flying overhead. It was magical. More than once we each commented that we were behaving like little kids in a candy store.
|Reddish Egret fishing|
I had seen most of these birds before but there were a few new ones, most notably the long-billed curlew. What an extraordinary creature and he is beautiful. The beak must be about 8 inches or more. It is North America's largest shorebird.
Before we headed back to the RV, we had counted 46 different species of shore and water birds. We hadn't been gone more than a couple of hours, either. This was a glorious way to start off our week in the area.
Y'all take care.