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BRRRRR! What a chilly start! Blustery winds were blowing down over the Hudson Bay and brought frigid air into northern Maine. It made birding for boreal species very tough. We got just over 30 species on the day and we were all chilled to the bone. But it was still a rewarding time.
Rewarding? Yes. A moose sighting is always special! It happened so fast I didn’t get any photos. But a moose! How can that NOT be a great day??!?!
We drove north out of Lancaster, New Hampshire to Moose Bog. This is part of Wenlock Wildlife Management Area in Vermont. Yes, Vermont. Moose Bog is a wet spruce bog. This is home to the boreal slam: Boreal Chickadee, Black-backed Woodpecker, Spruce Grouse, and Gray Jay. Locals refer to this as the Northern Kingdom. I can see why. The area is a rich, beautiful boreal display. I cannot wait to return.
Between the wind and the cold, the birding was difficult at best. We did turn up a few Canada Warblers, Nashville Warbler, Magnolia Warbler, and Northern Waterthrush. Hermit Thrushes and Winter Wrens were both common. The bird highlight of the day was a group of Gray Jays at our second (and last) stop along Boy Scout Rd near Rangeley, Maine.
The trip total now stands at 118 species and the year total has bumped up to 384. Not bad. Not bad at all.
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Tomorrow we are making a long drive south and east to Bar Harbor to catch a Whale & Puffin tour to make up for getting weathered out on Monday. We’ll get an early start so I am headed to bed soon. It will be a long (and hopefully exciting) day tomorrow. I never tire of seeing Atlantic Puffins. I think of it as the quintessential Maine bird.
[dreaming of little pudgy birds with big colorful beaks all around our boat…]