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when I was little I can remember reading about this amazing bird,that came here in special magical years. Back then there was none of this irruption cobblers!! These were Waxwing winters mythical magical times for a small boy,who would hope beyond hope that one day these amazing bird with surreal crests,bits of red and yellow would one day appear for him. That kid moved down south where not so many come being so far west,so thoughts of him ever seeing that special bird sort of faded. I guess as i got older I thought mistakenly that they only ever showed up north, not an influx of east to west. A few years back hopes were rekindled,god they were on the tele locally,we went but missed 'em Fast forward to this year,the lads and lasses here are posting them,maybe finally at the wrong side of fifty that kid was going to see a bird that frankly may as well have been a pheonix,almost mythilogical now in it's status. Hopes were high, a break at chimbo, ha ha crap light for most of it, drives, to stunning wilderness locations were made in the pouring rain,ya know aldi car parks macdonalds industrial estates. Stunning places with awesome backgrounds befitting of a bird so chersihed....ok not so much
Fog rain cold over and over one day the sun came out after the rain, crystals sparkled on stripped trees still no birds. I work in construction,well they call it that, work has been slack of late so I got another crack at it this week,naturally forecasts were wonderful freezing fog rain all good,the venue wasn't actually far and hopes were high it seemed like it was a park not a damn carpark no restriction on access. Dawm was a right off so we set of a bit later a short walk and finally after years and years of hope there I was standing looking up at that bird I'd just wanted to see since a child,in minutes of exiting the car,light was lovely at times dark as hell at others but it was sheer bliss.
They were friendly guys I could get close they make this wonderful trill, the boys give their ladies gifts preen each other,their crests go from barely visible to stupidly outrageous. They chuck food in the air and catch it. Gape is awesome how they swallow what they can beyond amazing. I guess just occassionally, the wait, the cold, the failing over and over comes back in the most special way. When the chance finally came these guys were all I hoped for and more. We came home with a bucket ful of shots and went back for more the next day couldn't help meself the mythical waxwing winter I'd imagined as a kid has been frankly a bit pants really,but the birds ahh man they'll do.
Don't have a clue what to post really,i'm still trying to take stock of what just happened but I have to post sommit,so chuffed. special fanks to all whom have posted a waxy here,there has been a few 'orrible days when seeing those on coming home made me go back.
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A Waxwing....doubtless more will follow but for now just one usual gear crit welcome exif on flicky
_70F3352 by Stuart Philpott, on Flickr
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Stu
Fog rain cold over and over one day the sun came out after the rain, crystals sparkled on stripped trees still no birds. I work in construction,well they call it that, work has been slack of late so I got another crack at it this week,naturally forecasts were wonderful freezing fog rain all good,the venue wasn't actually far and hopes were high it seemed like it was a park not a damn carpark no restriction on access. Dawm was a right off so we set of a bit later a short walk and finally after years and years of hope there I was standing looking up at that bird I'd just wanted to see since a child,in minutes of exiting the car,light was lovely at times dark as hell at others but it was sheer bliss.
They were friendly guys I could get close they make this wonderful trill, the boys give their ladies gifts preen each other,their crests go from barely visible to stupidly outrageous. They chuck food in the air and catch it. Gape is awesome how they swallow what they can beyond amazing. I guess just occassionally, the wait, the cold, the failing over and over comes back in the most special way. When the chance finally came these guys were all I hoped for and more. We came home with a bucket ful of shots and went back for more the next day couldn't help meself the mythical waxwing winter I'd imagined as a kid has been frankly a bit pants really,but the birds ahh man they'll do.
Don't have a clue what to post really,i'm still trying to take stock of what just happened but I have to post sommit,so chuffed. special fanks to all whom have posted a waxy here,there has been a few 'orrible days when seeing those on coming home made me go back.
Ha ha rock'n'roll....GET IN
A Waxwing....doubtless more will follow but for now just one usual gear crit welcome exif on flicky
_70F3352 by Stuart Philpott, on Flickr
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Stu