2020 07-23 Yolo ByPass
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A mid-summer drive around the Yolo ByPass found lots of rice fields and a few interesting photographic subjects. It is a quiet place this time of year with few raptors visible except 2 red-tailed hawks soaring, 1 Swainson’s hawk on the turf and a lone white-tailed kite perched in a tree outside the southern boundary of the public area. Roads were dusty and we had to stop and roll up our windows in advance every time another vehicle came by.
There were some pintail families in a main irrigation canal, lots of great white and snowy egrets, a couple of great blue herons, a couple of ibis flocks high overhead, and a lone juvenile green heron. The green heron was particularly cooperative as it walked back and forth on a guard rail to a small bridge over a canal.
In the same spot where the green heron was photographed, the murky canal water had a strange spot which belched a large burst of air on an irregular but frequent basis. My imagination ran from river otters exhaling to a beaver passing gas. In the final analysis the pump supplying this part of the canal was probably sucking air and releasing it mysteriously.
A stop at the nearby fruit stand resulted in a meeting with a large red chicken in the parking lot.
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Read MoreA mid-summer drive around the Yolo ByPass found lots of rice fields and a few interesting photographic subjects. It is a quiet place this time of year with few raptors visible except 2 red-tailed hawks soaring, 1 Swainson’s hawk on the turf and a lone white-tailed kite perched in a tree outside the southern boundary of the public area. Roads were dusty and we had to stop and roll up our windows in advance every time another vehicle came by.
There were some pintail families in a main irrigation canal, lots of great white and snowy egrets, a couple of great blue herons, a couple of ibis flocks high overhead, and a lone juvenile green heron. The green heron was particularly cooperative as it walked back and forth on a guard rail to a small bridge over a canal.
In the same spot where the green heron was photographed, the murky canal water had a strange spot which belched a large burst of air on an irregular but frequent basis. My imagination ran from river otters exhaling to a beaver passing gas. In the final analysis the pump supplying this part of the canal was probably sucking air and releasing it mysteriously.
A stop at the nearby fruit stand resulted in a meeting with a large red chicken in the parking lot.
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