rDay One-Hundred-Twenty-Nine: Ladd Marsh Birdwalk

Kim arose at some horrendous, early hour to hike and exercise The Beast Most Foul so that we could get to the 7am FOLM birdwalk.   On the way, we seem to have occasioned a windshield crack plus chip (this following Ivi’s spill last night — while jogging she hit the pavement, resulting in skin scratches and abrasions and a destroyed smartphone).  

I think that I made exactly one photograph of a bird (and one of a dragonfly, if that counts), but we saw many, including those viewed through the scopes of other birders (guess what Kim wants for Christmas or her next birthday!).  Our binoculars are inadequate to the task.  My short 105mm max zoom meant that I could only capture other birders and to try to get a sense of place.   (And even one birder with a 500mm tele lens on his Nikon couldn’t always close in on the target.)  Anyway, that is how we kick off this Saturday, August One.