Written on 6/22/24 I saw the flood warnings and decided to go birding anyway. Not only did I go birding, I went up Nine Mile Canyon, which is prone to flash floods. There are numerous dips in the road, paved with reinforced concrete, that cut through wide desert washes. If it started to rain while I was up there, I’d be marooned. I’d have to find a high spot and wait out the storm. I took around three gallons of water with me, but no food. I was after an Indigo Bunting, a bird I hadn’t seen in over ten years. The skies were clear when I left home, which gave me a false sense of security.
Glad you are safe... take care out there. Thanks for introducing me to "pishing" as well. I was lucky enough to see two Indigo Buntings at a mountain bike park a few weeks ago, a few days after I thought to myself, "I should go looking for them, I am in their range..."
So glad you were safe.
Not a good exchange, a life for a lifer! Take care
Glad you are safe... take care out there. Thanks for introducing me to "pishing" as well. I was lucky enough to see two Indigo Buntings at a mountain bike park a few weeks ago, a few days after I thought to myself, "I should go looking for them, I am in their range..."
Ah, love to hear I introduced you to that. Beautiful birds.