Greetings, all! Since we are sitting in a very loud bar and blogging while a live band plays, I will try to be brief.
The Flock is alive and well in Cape May. I think that I will be able to stretch all the pictures and stories out for weeks.
First of all, I think I want to come back as a bird in Cape May. Forget anything you ever thought about New Jersey. Southern New Jersey is gorgeous and clean and fantastic. I will have a very hard time leaving Monday.
Just to get right to it and show you some of the festivities so far:
Birds and Beers, last night:
Patrick, Delia and Mike
The fabulous Liz, that horny devil
Sherry had one of these, so I got one. It was fab....and it cost $9.
Birdchick has a THING about stretchy foods.
I've heard that some birders are rather extroverted.
Captain Ahab disapproves.
So does this crab
The Birds and Beers Crew ( I will list them all when it's quiet enough to think)
My very best photo of any raptor ever.....an osprey flew right over our heads, facing the sun and being a very very good bird.
The Flock strikes a pose
More tomorrow, when the bass isn't turned up so loud.