Looking for Birds from the Seat of a Kayak
A National Park Service-guided trip down the St. Croix River was a great way to enjoy one beautiful summer morning.
Everybody else is able to see the Great horned owl that Elsa has just spotted sitting in a tree by the St. Croix River, except me.
“It’s in that tree there,” my fellow kayakers tell me. There are a lot of trees there.
Elsa is excited because in several years of being a professional naturalist, including a stint at Wolf Ridge on Minnesota’s North Shore where she carried a captive Great horned owl around for demonstrations, she has never seen one in the wild.
Finally the owl tires of our gawking (and likely my obtuseness) and swoops off its branch and across the backwater behind its perch. “Oh, there it is!” I exclaim.