Part ONE is here. First four new species from the trip.
Today’s diary will be the next two, #5 and #6.
There is a driving distance between the two Preserve entrances, and today’s diary concerns the sights along that drive. That drive allowed me to gain my best-ever shots of a Yellow-headed Blackbird, which I first captured in the camera back in 2022.
Here’s from the 11th:
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Again, I’m needing to make use of resources other than my own to help tell the story of the Sierra Valley Preserve.
This is the heart of the matter. Makes me very proud to be a member of the Feather River Land Trust.
This is just a short clip I found that was taken at the bridge that is very near where I got the opening sequence photos of the Yellow-headed Blackbird.
One more, short, and neutral.
I went to Marble Hot Springs in my senior year of high school with a friend, shortly before graduation time. We soaked all evening, enjoying the bath house. What you see in the photo below is all that now remains of that bath house. There were safety and liability issues that came up in later years and the structures were all knocked down and the hottest pool, across the road, called the “pig skinning pit” was filled in by a bulldozer. The water coming out of the natural thermal hot spring at that pool was, in fact, so hot that it would scald the hairs off of a butchered pig. Or that’s the story that was told to me, and I believed it. The water in the bathhouse was plenty hot as it was, and it was regulated by letting source water into the wood frame pool tub via a small hand-operated gate, just enough to keep it good and warm/hot; if it hadn’t been regulated it would have been too hot to safely soak in.
Oh, for the good old hippie days. Yeah, they said the “hippies” ruined this. Whoever “they” are.
I truly wish there was more to show and share of my own photos, but there just isn’t, so these two will be the pinnacle of today’s diary.
My new species #5, Black-necked Stilt.
#6, Willet
Now it’s your turn. What’s up in your world, nature-wise? Please share in the comments and include your location and any photos you may have.
