Sunday, March 22...Sticks and Stones (Tracy Lawrence)

   Our days are starting early but that’s mostly because we’re getting to bed earlier.  Wake up early...take a walk, hang around camp...eat lunch...take a ride...eat supper then Marilyn reads, I type the journal/read, and Kim either goes out to image or plays World of Warcraft.  There’s usually a lot of yawning at this point. 😴  If Kim has been imaging and processing until the wee hours of the morning Mom and I try to be quiet when we get up and leave the trailer to let him sleep a bit longer. 
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   I sat for about 20 minutes today watching the camera live feed of the hummingbird feeder on my phone.  Watched long enough that I killed the camera battery.  I was sitting on the other side of the trailer to see if the phone would act as a remote with the trailer between camera and phone.  It did fine although the hummers were a little scarce.  I knew it was working because I watched a bee crawl around on the feeder trying to get a taste of nectar.  This is what self-isolation can lead to.
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   After looking at the wildflowers this morning I wandered over to the saguaro I saw birds in the other day.  Wasn’t long before a pair of house sparrows and gila woodpeckers showed themselves at different holes.  This saguaro has many nest holes and a couple are rather large...think of a regular room versus a penthouse suite.  The house sparrows had one of the large nest holes...the woodpeckers were on another arm using a smaller hole.   Kim was watching another bird on the other side of the cactus. 
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   Most of my pictures are flowers, birds and cacti with the occasional selfie of Kim, Mom and myself.  Not a wide range of photographic opportunities during this time of closures and self-isolation.  However, the kids in the campground do present some good Kodak moments.  Today, while Hailey and Riley, two 8 year old girls, were at the site across the street doing each other’s hair, Ozias and John were strutting their stuff as Flash Gordon and Bumblebee of Transformer fame.  Later Ozias traded his Flash Gordon costume for Spiderman...although he pointed out the curl on the side of his forehead was really more Superman than Spiderman. Being a super hero these days has got to be a hot job...those costumes looked like they weren’t made for warm Arizona days.   
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   Ate an early lunch then took a bike ride.  Headed over for the Florence-Kelvin Highway to see what we could see.  It was a decent riding road with a few cattle guards thrown in to keep the speed down.   What we saw was another crested saguaro and an area with some HUGE boulders.  It seemed a popular spot to ride ATVs, dirt bikes, and quads.  I searched online to find information about the boulders but could find nothing except mention that there are some big boulders at a certain point along the road.  There has to be some history about this field of boulders that is mixed in with the desert landscape.  They didn’t just fall from the sky...was there a mountain out there many years ago?  The boulders are not standard lava rock....just huge boulders of regular rock material.
   While we intended to ride it north all the way to Hwy 177 we reconsidered because we encountered some gravel road.  It appeared hard packed and it may have turned back to pavement around the curve but neither of us wanted to chance it.  So it was turn around and go back to the Tom Mix Highway. 
   I got my chance at another picture of the crested saguaro from yesterday.  Stopped and got a picture on approach...not a straight on shot but from what I could see the crest was one of the largest yet.  Was also able to get a picture of a hawk on saguaro surveying the desert for perhaps a little mid-afternoon snack. 
  Took Park Link back to camp and declared it was a good ride. 
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  I’ve seen a crow up on the nest on Park Link the last two times we rode by.  Back at camp I enlisted Kim’s help to tape our walking sticks together, he contributed the phone holder off his bike and just that quick I was ready to go take a peek in the nest.  My mom was skeptical that it would work but I was anxious to put it to the test, hoping my blue-tooth selfie stick would get charged enough on the way out. 
   Just as we got out to the saguaro I got a message from 6 year old Grady that said “I love you guys! Are you doing anything silly?”  Didn’t take the time to respond right then but thought You have no idea, child, how silly this might be.  Took a few test pictures on the ground...Yes, the selfie stick is working!  Then extended the walking sticks...Yes, it’s long enough to reach!   Then I get it in position hoping like crazy that my phone wouldn’t pop out of the holder into the nest and took several pictures.  Brought it down to look at them...Hey, why are they all pictures of the sky?  What’s the prob....Oh, I know, my camera has to be in selfie mode.  There...now I’ll try again.  Took another few pictures, brought it down to look at them...OMGoodness!  Look, Mom, there’s 3 eggs!  Awesome!!! This is just too cool! 😃  Excited to get back to camp and show Kim. 
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   I’ve thought all these years that this was a hawk nest taken over by crows.  Didn’t seem that crows would build a nest that was that big or sturdy using sticks instead of twigs. Back at camp I googled crows and discovered that the birds using this nest are either Common or Chihuahuan ravens not crows.  From what I read ravens are capable of building the type and size of nest found in the saguaro.  So maybe it wasn’t stolen from the hawks.  And I would just love to see a hawk or raven nest being built...sticks this size are not for the weak beaked. Or maybe they carry the sticks in their talons...I thought beaks because I’ve seen smaller birds use their beaks to bring nesting material to the nest.  Either way it would be fascinating to watch.
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Observation from the road:
*When cows want to cross the road it’s best to stop and let them cross.
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Bike miles today: 129
Total miles: 1685




Sunday's ride...




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