We finally figured out that if we only birded from the lee side of the bus, being outside was less like taking a cold shower on a winter's day. At one point our bus driver said "Uh oh" and the bus slid sideways to the right, almost going fully into the ditch and tilting at an angle normally associated with racing sailboats. We all moved to the upside of the bus and our skilled driver got us unstuck and back on the road.
Among the best birds of the day were a very cooperative Nelson's sharp-tailed sparrow, some eared grebes, Clark's grebes, and chestnut-collared longspurs. We ended the day with 75 species--a very respectable total given the challenging weather. Among the familiar faces on the trip were Elsa Thompson (mi madre), Sharon Stiteler (BirdChick, read her take on the day here), Paulette Scherr, and Stacey Adolph-Whip (both local NWR employees and really good birders). To our groups credit (and contrary to my whining here) nobody complained about the weather.
Among my fave tunes we played last night were Far, Far Away (by Wilco), These Days (Jackson Browne), and Red-haired Boy (a traditional Irish tune). It was great to end the day with good friends, playing music.