Faywood
Las vegas
The Montezuma Quail remains the target bird. We’re just not moving in the
direction of the target. We’ve moved north to Las Vegas, New Mexico. We
got here by back roads, rolling down the two-lanes. No traffic. We found
Highway 60 across New Mexico is a lot like Highway 50 across Nevada. Maybe
the “loneliest road in New Mexico.” This week’s target, Big Brothers Big Sisters of Las Vegas. Next week’s
target, the Montezuma Quail.
Faywood
Bosque
Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday to me. Finally, I get to be sixty.
Seems like a long time coming. I got to do anything I wanted today, and Judy had to be nice to me all day. We left Faywood and headed north to San Antonio, New Mexico. Birdwatcher’s
RV Park, just outside Bosque del Apache National Wildlife Refuge. I got to
spend the afternoon with ten thousand sandhill cranes and thirty thousand
snow geese. A very noisy settling down for the evening. Altogether, thirty
different birds today. The hooded merganser was special. Peregrine falcon,
and more of my gambel’s quail. A marsh wren. A spotted towhee. A good day.






