Oof! What a day. My plan was to skip Estabrook again and go straight to the lake front to join the Milwaukee Birders one more time at Lakeshore State Park. My recent outings with them have been so fruitful that I had high hopes. There were some flies in my ointment, however, because I had not planned on the aftermath of Harley-Davidson®’s “Homecoming™” on the shores of Juneau Lagoon, nor the aftermath of yesterday’s dragon boat racing at Lakeshore State Park. There just wasn’t a lot of wildlife to see this morning, although Lisa did manage to conjure up the Caspian tern she was hoping to see.
So, I went looking for our latest celebrity guest, a kelp gull (Larus dominicanus), who is far, far away from home, and is making the best of it on the roof of general cargo terminal 2 in the Port of Milwaukee. This morning was my second attempt, and I came up empty again. With nothing to write about, I was moping around the house early this afternoon when I saw that someone had just spotted it, and it turns out that the third time was the charm for me! Here he is, our southern wanderer, with his local sweetheart by his side, from 400 feet away and through a chain-link fence. “Welcome to Milwaukee, Buddy! Try the fish!”
Now that we’re all here, I might as well show you the one picture I took in Estabrook yesterday morning of three wood duck hens practicing their logrolling on the pond. Two had been perched there nicely, but when the third hopped up to join them, the floating log did not want to stay put, and after a few attempts, one of the ducks just gave up and swam away in disgust.
Finally, here’s a very fresh-looking monarch butterfly from Havenwoods yesterday, and those little wide spots on the veins of his hind wings marks him as a he.
I see the weather report looks gorgeous for our weekly wildlife walk tomorrow morning, with clear skies, nearly still air, and temps in the mid-sixties, so come on out, if you can, and I’ll see you in the parking lot by the beer garden at 7 a.m. or 8 a.m., depending on your schedule. Oh, and I heard from an attendee last week that my phone number hidden on that page is discoverable, so if you’re a few minutes late, just shoot me a text, and I’ll tell you where to find us.
Signs of Life in Estabrook Park 