Things finally fell into place and I put the wheels in motion and headed 2 hrs North for a day of owling. The year has started slow, and now appears to be picking up.
A good day owling can only be determined by how long it takes for your fingers to thaw out.
Excitement is building as confirmed reports of Great Grays and Hawk Owls are seen to the North. Hopefully in the next few day’s the weather will cooperate and I’ll have a chance to check things out first hand.
Mother Nature has many Wonders…the Great Gray Owl is just one of them.
There’s nothing more exciting than spending time with Winter Owls.
Yesterday I took a chance to explore some back-country roads around Wpg. for Snowy Owls. Most of the roads where in decent shape and some had been cleared, while others where all drifted in.
From one road to another with nothing spotted, then a turn down a road that appeared to be drifted in…the encouraging thing was someone had gone before me.
Couple miles from a good road I stopped to check poles with binoculars…and there she sat. Making my way towards her I thought I would sit and watch to see if she was actively hunting.
Short time passed and the sounds of snowmobiles now could be heard heading down the trail that takes them near the owl …I wasn’t the only one that heard them. They headed closer towards the perched owl and it was easy to tell that she didn’t appreciate the noise.
Off she went, away from the noise and towards me with camera in-hand…who would have thought I would be thanking snowmobilers for spooking an owl.