Nothing seems to last forever, but sometimes the loss of something so wonderful, spurs growth and leaves you open to exploring new possibilities. Such was the case on our recent visit to one of our favorite spots in Lake Havasu.
I’m discovering that reaching some of Arizona’s most interesting birding sites requires a certain amount of commitment. Whether it’s time, vehicle requirements or sheer guts, you often have to give a lot in order to get something in return. The drive to Mount Ord is the perfect example. Between the fist-clenching moments around every switchback and the bump and grind of the rocky road, you must go slowly, not only for the sake of your vehicle and the comfort of your passengers, but because you never know what you’ll see coming around the next corner….
A long-held belief among people who don’t know Arizona is that we only have one season – one long summer of searing heat. I’m here to tell you they’re wrong.
With colorful fields of wildflowers, the haunting call of coyotes at dusk, an elk stag party and a near total solar eclipse, this trip was beyond my wildest dreams….
Dizzying heights. Gravity-defying balancing acts. Leaps over yawning crevasses. Flights from sheer cliffs of living color. If this sounds like a circus act, you would only be partially right.
Just when the late-spring migrating birds have nearly left my neighborhood – along with every human snowbird that can afford to pack up and roll on to cooler summer RV pads – the monsoon season gives me reason to continue my search for exciting new birds. A birding trip was definitely in order!
It isn’t every day that one adds 16 birds to their life list, but the Sky Islands area of southeast Arizona is teaming with avian wonders. Even experienced birders have a good chance of bumping into a new bird or two…
There’s nothing quite like waking up to the sound of geese gossiping and bullfrogs bellowing or seeing an osprey swoop down and snatch a fish right out of the water. Join me as I recount some of the amazing things we saw at Fool Hollow Lake in the White Mountains of Arizona and share some of the photos I captured.
The “Birds and the Bees talk” is generally the event in most children’s lives in which the parents explain what sexual relationships are. This is not that kind of talk…or is it?
There are horror stories in every photographer’s storehouse of memories – forgetting to load the camera with film (now memory card), running out of battery at a crucial, never-to-be-regained moment. Well, I’ve got my own sad tale to tell – lesson learned and, hopefully never repeated…