Saturday, February 17, 2007
People come from all over the world to go birding with me at the Merritt Island National Wildlife Refuge. I'm pretty good. If you were going to start a life list from zero and head out with me on a good day at the Black Pointe Wildlife Drive, we would identify 250+ birds. People on my trips really dig birds, I mean, wild birds are like new born children to my clients. So you can imagine the drama that unfolded when my birding group observed a yellow rumped warbler wedged into the grill of my van that was carrying said birding group. It didn't help when I tried to lighten the moment by reminding everyone that John Audobon shot all his birds so they would hold still so he could paint them.