Long live the King
I went to King Ranch yesterday. The massive privately owned ranch is widely known as a pretty incredible place to bird, if you can get access to it. Fortunately, for the Rio Grande Valley Birding Festival, access is attainable.
I have more on the day out, including thoughts on South Texas, birding festivals, and highs and lows of birding from a greyhound bus, but that will have to wait until a time when I have time to write and a more functional internet connection. In the meantime, here are some photos.
This Red-tailed Hawk is missing a few feathers, causing it to veer sharply to the right unexpectedly…
A pair of massive Indigo Snakes were getting busy in font of a busload of optics laden humans. That, friends, is hard-core.
Pyrrhuloxia, the spicy southern cardinal.
Black-necked Stilts, elegance personified. Or is that bird-onified?
More to come.