Well kids, it was mighty tough to pick a winner for Caption Contest #7. We had a lot of funny entries and every single one was good. But here, finally, is the one the judges chose.
The directions where supposed to say to watch for the sign. The misprint cost Chuck hours.
Also worth re-reading for another chuckle were these:
Janet Creamer said...
Although quite common along roadways, a close view of the brightly colored Turnus vulgaris is always a treat.
Thanks to everyone who came out to play for Caption Contest #7. And a special thanks to my friend
Chuck Hagner at Birder's World Magazine for letting me use this image of him which I took (sneakily) on a birding trip to Brazil. I didn't even ask his permission to use it and Chuck (always a good sport) did not call in the lawyers (at least not yet). Thanks, CH!
Apologies for the delayed results post. It seems I have discovered one of the last Internet-free zones on the planet. And I only just now found my way out. However I may be entering another Webless realm over the next few days, so if there's nothing new here, you'll know that the weather was nice enough for us to float the Missouri River. If there are new posts here it's either because the weather was horrible or I have perfected cloning (or figured out the ant's technique for storing up blog posts and scheduling them in advance).
OK. None of that makes any sense.
Three views of a cooperative Bullock's oriole taken during the bird walk I helped to lead this morning at Giant Springs Park in Great Falls, Montana. We're at the 35th annual Mountain Bluebird Trails convention, but it's not ALL about bluebirds. We also look at birds of other colors, like orange.
I'll be writing more about this trip soon, after we get back home and our brains and bodies settle down to normal.
When you are driving west on I-94 through the heart of North Dakota, it's hard to miss the World's Largest Sandhill Crane which lives in Steele, ND. I've been leading trips, giving talks, and digging the scene at The Potholes and Prairie Birding Festival in ND for the past six years and every June during the festival, I try to make the pilgrimage to this holy birding shrine.
You must approach Sandy with a mixture of caution and reverence.
It's a bit of a risk because he's perfectly bite-sized for a giant sandhill crane, but we let Liam pose beside Sandy's massive legs.
It's good to see you doing so well, Sandy. Until we meet again...keep your feet in the mud and your head in the clouds!
The directions where supposed to say to watch for the sign. The misprint cost Chuck hours.
