Lightning Strikes Twice
I can't believe my LUCK! Seems like just about every other day on my logging road ventures to or from my house, I either see an owl, or in this case, an Al....
Uh-oh. The Al sees me. Yet remains, cautiously transfixed on the creature with that strange contraption pressed to his face, making clicking sounds. What could it be?, he thinks to himself. Will it hurt me? Should I stay? Or should I go? Phight, Phlight, or Phone Phor help?You're up, Joe. Which Al is this? Genus and Species, please. The white crown and dayglow orange breast should give it away. But I'm.......(sorry).....STUMPED.
This explains it all. Nesting. The female of the species must be out looking for food. The DQ is 10 minutes away.
As you can clearly see, the Al is still looking at the spot I so stealthily (how else could I get these incredible shots?) vacated. Little does he know that his awkward fledglings are completely safe. And that there are plenty of cones for them to eat. In fact, this is the very picture of.......(sorry again)........chipper.
posted by Jacob @ 8:59 AM
18 Comments
18 Comments:
i can just see you and marlon perkins out and about.
You've obviously been eating too much corn.
Dyin' here! I have to go clean up my ice cream cone. Alex, my buzzer doesn't seem to be working... ROFL
Merkin Perkins indeed~~~
So this is the habitat of the "Orange-breasted Al-i-man" What a rare sight for you. We seem to have them every where this summer. They cause many a traffic jam with other species of "craning necks" and "on-lookers, " two other species that are in abundance.
lol... All I've got to say is your sense of humor is definitely intact.
LIMERS: Yeah. And Marlon is in the car while I have to step out into the forest to get the job done.
QUILLY: Let's put it this way----I even take my coffee with 10% ethanol.
SOMEWHRE JOE: Well, we'll just blame it on the malfunctioning buzzer this time. Important thing is, you've got the answer. You just can't ring in.
Glad you liked it.
CHEESY: Or maybe even Smirkin' Perkins???
So sorry I couldn't attend to some Cheesy time, Cheesebucket.
BUTCH: There ya go. By Jove, I think you've GOT it! In our quadrant of the country, summer is the only time they can get a lot of this stuff done. I know you understand that. But you tend to dread the "Pots Ot Deraperp Eb" spelled backwards signs.
BWOOKIE: Great chatting with you last night. Your assessment is professional and so I accept it with not a shred of denial.
"Pots Ot Deraperp Eb" that and
"Pots" signs ;-)
It was great chatting with you last night... thanks. And yes, my assessment is professional so it would do no good to offer denials. However, the issue may be revisted in one year, no?
BUTCH: Ha! Yes, yes. You've got it good, and that ain't bad.
BWOOKIE: Yes. BUT ONLY AFTER ONE YEAR HAS ELAPSED! Gawpo has SPOKEN!!!
There are far too many Als around here. I wish we could bring in a natural predator to get rid of some of them! LOL
No worries.. won't be my last trip to the coast lol..... but you are so getting a bitch slap next trip!
It's so cool to see you branching out into wildlife photography! I'm going to go out on a limb here and say that that could be Al b Baccus, but I'll have to consult my guide. Hopefully he won't leave (heh) before you can verify that. I could, however, be barking up the wrong tree. Sometimes I pine for the days when I would encounter Al beseeing U. but that just makes me sappy, so I have to stop.
Gawpo, come on over and check out my Bombina bambinos!
After extensive study of your superb photographic evidence, I've concluded that it's a bucket-toed al dente, genus of chipperdi. Its beak is serrated. It can be seen grazing along roadsides across north America. It's mating call is a remarkably steady beep beep beep, heard while the individual slowly backs up in a remarkable mating ritual that is fatal to a significant number of chipperdi.
I'm in awe of your intrepitude, mon peaux. I've glimpsed the al dente from afar myself, but as it was beeping at the time, I thought it best to keep a safe distance.
Stumped?! Aw, gods, Gawpo...thanks for the laughs. Jeez, that Joe has a guidebook for everything!
Hi J. We are back in Turlock and I am missing OR so badly. I will not be able to make it to next summer. Don doesn't know it yet but I'm thinking of a quick trip in January. I'll need to start saving my pennies.
Mt. Angel was fabulous. Come to my blog and see some of the pics. Also, we fell in love (well I DID) with the village of Mt. Angel. Don liked it too so it is high on our list of possible retirement relocations.
Hugs
Annie
Oh, CLAIR: Ah, summer time. They are everywhere. The latest is a chipseal project with plenty of time to read a book on the way to town.
CHEESY: Promises, promises! (can't wait. bring it!)
CANDACIA: Oh CRAP!, that was funny. Good ones, Candacia. On those puns alone I would not think to needle you and would do anything to keep you in firs.
Oh, CLAIRE: Bombina, Bombinos it is. I will go there now. I am so tardy!
SOMEWHERE JOE: Ha!!! Bucket-toed Al Dente. Yes, yes. Why did I not see that? I was wondering what that hideous monotone beep was. Thanks. Best we let the viewing of this species until after beeping time. We could get hurt. And then no flowers.
GREG: Yes, well, I look to Joe for many of life's answers. Don't we all? Glad you got a yuk out of this, too.
ANNIE OF TURLOCK: SORRY so late in getting here. I do hope you get my response, Dear. I will go take a gander at the Mt. Angel pics. I had to call there to get my credit hour totals for job applications. Sister Theresa was a huge help. ciao4niao, G
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