Saturday, July 8, 1989

Colorado Trip ~ June 27, 1989

Returning to Rocky Mountain National Park, we rose once again above timberline on Trail Ridge Road. We checked the "Lava Cliffs" for the "Brown-capped" Rosy-Finches we had failed to find the previous afternoon at Medicine Bow Curve. We found a Prairie Falcon hunting the cliffs, which is probably one of the reasons we didn't find the Rosy-Finches there. Back at Medicine Bow Curve, we walked out to the snowfields, finding a White-tailed Ptarmigan on the way. Hiking was strenuous at about the 12,000 feet level. Mark walked up to the top of the snowfield and later motioned for us to come up to him. As we got closer, we spotted the Rosy-Finches on the snow below him. Back at the road, we stopped in at the Alpine Visitor Center where White-crowned Sparrows sang.

Just past the high-point of Trail Ridge Road (at 12,183 feet), we stopped at "Rock Cut" for pictures. There were over a dozen 12,000-foot peaks visible in all directions. Glacier-fed lakes dotted the sides of the snow-capped peaks. While stopped, George and I were taking photos of the fairly tame Yellow-bellied Marmot, Gray Jays, Clark's Nutcrackers, and Steller's Jays.
A Yellow-bellied Marmot along Trail Ridge Road in Rocky Mountain National Park, Colorado.


A Gray Jay along Trail Ridge Road in Rocky Mountain National Park, Colorado.


A Clark's Nutcracker along Trail Ridge Road in Rocky Mountain National Park, Colorado.


A Steller's Jay along Trail Ridge Road in Rocky Mountain National Park, Colorado.


We descended into Estes Park and headed for the Pizza Hut. We were hungry, but we mostly wanted to find the Dipper under the bridge next to it that Ron and Karen Wagner had seen just two weeks before on the VENT tour. Again, we struck out, but we found the pizza with no problem. We re-entered the park and drove to Moraine Park Campground. Nearby, we found a pair of Cordilleran Flycatchers, Pygmy Nuthatch, House Wren, and a Cooper's Hawk. On the road to Bear Lake, Babe finally spotted her first American Dipper. Mark had decided to do a solo hike to a spot that had potential for Black Swifts but, unfortunately, he didn't find any. Meanwhile, we birded Little Horseshoe Park, hoping for Three-toed Woodpecker. Despite many Three-toed 'signs' at the base of the dead trees, none were spotted. What we did find was a flycatcher that flew closer than my binoculars could focus. Its three-part song identified it as my 'life' Hammond's Flycatcher.

We next set our sights on the Wild Basin area along Route 7. This is where Ron and Karen had seen some good birds, including their only Three-toed. Their information directed us right to the nest tree of a Williamson''s Sapsucker pair. The brightly-colored male made a few deliveries to the female inside the hole. Just up the road at their Three-toed spot, we encountered several Red-naped Sapsuckers and more Hammond's Flycatchers, but none of the woodpeckers we saw were missing toes. So, we left, passed through Boulder around dusk, and finally reached the Motel 6 in Denver well after dark.

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