I think that my love of taking photos is keeping me as sane as possible as we look for new birds day after day with minimal results, spending most of each day from dawn until near dusk (minus times for meals) walking through difficult acres of knee-high to thigh-high wild celery, walking pond shorelines and through soggy wetlands, walking lava strewn expanses of land, peering into large depressions in the earth where tired wind-blown birds might have taken refuge from the wind, and doing sea watching.
Today we did have a Red-throated Pipit and a mystery pipit-like bird so there was a spurt of excitement. In addition, all of us, including the person who had arrived recently and had not been able to see the Jack Snipe, were able to see the Jack Snipe today after days of looking for it.
Photographed today were: one of the Wandering Tattlers that is around the island, flying Brant geese, a Ruddy Turnstone, a flying Red Phalarope, and a Rock Sandpiper, on a rock.
I have a couple more days on St. Paul, so there’s still a chance for a new bird or two. We shall see.
295 species so far