Herdís and her little buddy. When we were trapping this one, a crotchety old man drove by to tell us that we were putting the eggs in danger because of the cold. He was one of those people who didn't go to university and thinks that anyone who does is wasting their time. I just figured that my professor who's been doing this sort of thing professionally for a few decades and the other two advanced education students who were assisting him with our motley crew know a thing or two about birds. In the end, it seemed like the oystercatcher in question was not severely effected by the experience when all was said and done.
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1 Comments:
You are very lucky to have had this opportunity.It is good that such experiences are rare, though, because that little mom needs to sit on those eggs. Oystercatchers are cool. We saw lots of them in South Carolina and occasionally up here. This was agreat trip for you.
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