Tuesday, 3 March 2020

Jonathan Livingstone Seagull - Richard Bach (Part IV)

WHITEHORSE
in the
is something of a rambling town, not unpleasant just rambling
but does hold a few memories for me!
Important as being the first place I had ever seen a 'pristine'
 MEW GULL
(the close American cousin to our own Commn Gull)
the first of which and all subsequent having been scruffy juveniles further south.
It was also the first time ever seeing a Gull of any type both
 perching
 and
nesting
in trees!
The second was a shot in the dark, to say the least, that this gentleman
who did give his name but I chose to call
EASY RIDER
(certainly Born to Be Wild)
might be met again for a similar amount of craic and strong ale as before.
One pearl of wisdom which was left with him was that the lyrics of that song were the
first place ever where the now most familiar expression 'Heavy Metal' was coined.
What a pity then that composser and Steppenwolf band member Mars Bonfire could 
not © it!
I like smoke and lightning Heavy Metal thunder
Racin' with the wind and the feelin' that I'm under
Yeah Darlin' go make it happen take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once and explode into space
Like a true nature's child we were born, born to be wild
We can climb so high
I never wanna die……..
Born to be Wild
Not surprisingly it didn't happen but expectations were far higher for a second encounter with
David Cartier (a 'diamond geezer') and his delightful Japanese partner Toshia (right) seen here on the Al-Can with my then lovely lady friend and travelling companion Sue (left) and a Dutch lady.
David was the owner and driver of the 
Alaska Express
which would run 3 times a week from Whitehorse to Tok the first settlement inside the largest 
of the US States but there was the rub.
I have never heard of or witnessed for myself a Greyhound running late, having been carried by them to 48 of the US States, as punctual seems to be their by-word. At 04:00 precisely
ours pulled up outside of 
where there is no compulsion to buy anything if all you want to do is sit or sleep.
By 05:30 I was outside of 
Davids Office
with the sign on the door reading "vehicle full depared at 05:15".
Some you win, some you don't but there was now a decission to be made.
That fell between staying in Whitehorse for the next 3 days or, as I had done in the
Royal Navy and many other subsequent times
'rely on the trusty THUMB' a no-brainer, and after all Fairbanks was only 700 miles away!
Still dark, a taxi was summoned and dropped me outside of what the Yanks call a Gas Station where the trusty emergency Union Flag was lashed to my bag but over 45 minutes not a single vehicle had even slowed down. Time for more desperate measures and on the theory they can only say NO a gentleman bunkering his people carrir was approached. 
Reluctant was the word as he told me his wife and mother-in-law were inside taking coffee and didn't know what their reaction might. On their return the ladies didn't seem comfortable with the idea but a little charm offensive and we were on our way. Within 30 minute it was if I had known Nick, wife Jane and mum Brenda all my life and with the ladies also telling me they were Hawaiian sealed the deal recalling my recent visit.

This is a wild, wild road so best we let the images tell the story.
 AMERICAN MARMOT
(Woodchuck)
 CINNAMON TEAL
BLACK BEAR
AMERICAN ROBIN
 PORCUPINE
 STONE MOUNTAIN SHEEP
SPOTTED SANDPIPER
There was a small request on the way and that was for a short stop at
 to take a photo call alongside the
GOLD PAN
and more than pleased to buy them all lunch.
 PECTORAL SANDPIPER
 WILD HORSES
 SEMI-PALMATED PLOVER
TIMBER WOLF
 US AIRBASE
 WOLVERINE
SWAINSON'S THRUSH

TREE SWALLOW
 Not Far Now?
FAIRBANKS BRIDGE
from where Nick phoned his mother to say they would arrive shortly afer dropping an
Englishman
off at the North Pole Hotel where I had stayed before.
The reaction to this were loud voices from the other end of the line which turned out
to be his mum and step dad making it perfectly clear that no Englishman was staying in a hotel
while we have a perfectly good bed here for him!
 Home Sweet Home
and what a welcome
Jane left with mum Rachel
 Before dinner it was asked if I might take a wander around the
substantial garden and where was found an
AMERICAN TREE SPARROW
a new bird for me
Dinner with Beer and Wine and oh to get into that bunk,
Paradise Found!

Monday, 2 March 2020

Good Day Sunshine - The Beatles

With our wanderings up and down the American sub-continent by no means over
it was thought a change may be as good as a rest?
Still much more, and the BEST, still to come from that regeion and elsewhere
but thought a little respite might be in order so decided to publish our 
galivantings of yesterday.
Good Day? How could in not be to share the company of
Number One Apprentise Chloe, the Sun was out from start to finish with the only element 
as 'fly in the ointment' being that persistant wind from the westerly quarter! 
It kicked off the night before when we set a new version of the
Light Emitting Diode Moth Trap
and finding a small success on Sunday morning, 
 a single
 HEBREW CHARACTER
 Otherwise it was a trip around 
Poole Harbour 
second only in size to Sydney.
Arriving from the direction of Oakdale, Poole Park was virtually devoid of Birds
with the trend continuing up to Sandbanks. It was 08:00 and with low water an hour earlier
it was considered there might be a Wader or 2 but only
Oystercatcher
and Curlew for our labours -
what has happened to what used to be the hundreds of small Wader along this stretch of days gone by?? It was the small number of
BRENT GEESE
that were of interest here a new species for Chloe
and the first for myself in Dorset this year.
 Reaching the southern side of the

Sandbank Ferry
the trend of absence of particularly Waders continued.
It wasn't until arrival at
North Beach Studland
and looking out to 
Old Harry Rocks
that more avian interest developed with c2 more lifers for Chloe a lone
 RED-BREASTED MERGANSER
(a first of the year for me)
along with c5 distant
BLACK-NECKED GREBE
Only because of an accute adiction, once parked in the other village car park,
was I (we) compelled to go and take at least a peek at
the Saxon church of St Nicholas close by.
It was also a chance to introduce Chloe to a 
 KISSING GATE
and gallant as ever managed to restrain myself.
The absolute 'Star Bird' of the day for her could already be heard some way off,
but despite the vocals of this Jackdaw size bird, its all bright green colouration with
bright pink bill, they can take some spotting!
 After passing the
PIG (restaurant) on the Hill and while still in search mode there was time for a
 BIRD'S of a FEATHER
selfie before spotting the good stuff.
 Plastic, Introduces whatever Handle you want to put on it the
 RING-NECKED PARAKEET
is an absolute 'belter'!
 A stop for the view across
Poole Harbour and the attendant Heathlands
 atop Studland Hill is always worth it before reaching an all too short look at
Corfe Castle 
built in the 11th century by William the Conqueror in short
to block a gap in the 
Purbeck Hills
 Reaching 
Hartland Moor and
 what else would you expect to see other than
 the obvious
 HIGHLAND CATTLE
 before taking the track down to the
rented cottages which I always feel smack of 
 Thomas Hardy - The Bard
(not to be confussed with Admiral Nelson's sea Captain of the same name) and the
Middlebere Bird Hide
 where luck was certainly on our side
before even gaining entry
 when spotting c2
 SPOONBILLs
 feeding varaciously.
The final Bird of the day did take a bit of reconciling as at distance
 but considered without doubt to be a
SPOTTED REDSHANK
with images and video taken from our archive.
 "Who knows where we might be tomorrow, but we hope you all tune in again"!