The classic Dr. Seuss book “Go, Dog. Go!” ends [spoiler alert] with a pack of dogs climbing a ladder to the top of a big tree for a big dog party. My birding buddy Lee and I experienced the avian equivalent today at the Mercer Meadows Pole Farm.
We pulled into the parking lot one after another and walked up the central path. Just past the point where the trail curves to the right, Lee spotted two birds perched in the grasses to our left.
They were bobolinks, and we sidled our way along the trail to find spots through the grasses where we had a clear shot at the birds. More bobolinks emerged, giving us lots of targets. While some of the birds flew off, others lingered.
I entered a rough count of 12 in e-Bird, but there probably were more. We spent about 10 minutes snapping away before heading up the trail. We saw other birds, but it turned out I only shot the bobolinks. I have no complaints. 🦅
The Jersey Birder 