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Trip Start Jan 09, 2012
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Where I stayed
Crow Valley Recreation Area Briggsdale
Read my review - 4/5 stars
Crow Valley Campground

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Wednesday, May 23, 2012

It was a windy day here yesterday, for the most part, but I did get out on the bike for about four miles.  I was looking for a trail or road into the Grasslands, but found nothing.  I road a bit on Hwy 77, but it’s narrow and has no shoulder, so I wasn’t too comfortable on it.  I also road around the campground a bit, but it’s small and not too challenging.


The number of birds here is amazing!  The songs and cries would irritate a normal person, I imagine, but I really enjoy it all.  


Later in the day I took a trail near the western edge of the camp and toward the north.  I didn’t see much from the trail, except several cattle in the distance.  The trail petered out, so I hiked up onto a bench to the east.  There I found several killdeer flying and running around crying.  They are one of my favorite birds.  There antics never cease to amaze me.  I tried to get a shot of one aloft, but they’re so quick and land even more quickly.  I stalked one and may have gotten a decent shot.  We will see...


Later in the day I visited with a nearby camper, Andrew.  He’s from Wisconsin, and is just returning from Arizona.  He has a masters degree in Wildlife Biology, but works, on contract, as a bird counter.  He had some good stories to tell and taught me about some of the local birds here.  There are lots of Western Kingbirds and Orioles, as I’ve mentioned before.  One of the rarer birds is the Eastern Screechowl.  I looked at it and listened to it’s cry on my phone.  It would be great to see one.


After dinner, I just hung out and tolerated the wind.  It had died down some until just as I was getting ready to retire.  I had taken the awning down earlier and then put it back up.  With the wind acting up again, I had to take it down again in the dark.  I’m glad that I did.
It had gotten up to 98 degrees yesterday, so the awning was a godsend.


It stayed warm during the night, but cooled as a system came through.  It was 43 when I got up at about six.  The wind was present on and off all day and the clouds barely cleared so that I could go out and sit in the sun and read.


Earlier in the day, Andrew knocked at my door.  He asked if I’d like to see a perching Night Hawk that he’d spotted.  We walked a ways towards the entry and he showed it to me.  This hawk is an insect eater.  He sat patiently while I shot away.  I hope I have a decent shot, since it was well camouflaged where it perched.  You’ll share what I got, later.  


It’s raining now and has been for the last two hours, but the air is still.  I love the sound of it on the roof.  The barbecue, the chair and tablecloth are being patiently washed by this natural water.  How it will be by tomorrow, I do not know.


It has cooled down into the lower fifties, so I have the genny running and the electric heater doing it’s job.  I suppose that if I would change out of my shorts and tank-top and put on some “decent clothes”, that I could turn them both off.  But...


I’ll be moving into Wyoming tomorrow to the Curt Gowdy State Park, west of Cheyenne.  I hope to get an early start in case the almighty wind of the prairies starts again.

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Rob on

Been enjoying your escapades Ralph. Hope to be able to do it myself someday.

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