Big Year Day 42-46
Big Year Total: 438
Coded birds: 27
Cool animals: Bobcat, Harbor seal, gray whale, California sea lion, pronghorn, porcupine, sea otters,
Miles driven. 11,100
Flight Miles 25800
flight segments: 28 Airports: 19
Hours at sea: 22
Miles walked 49
Miles biked 2
states/ prov. birded:14
I’ll get to this new name of Lena’s Volvo in a moment. Her principle, Mr. Snaza took one look at me, and laughed. I have become something of a bit of a celebrity in my town. “Where to this time, Olaf.” He smirked.
The Hertz woman wasn't making any sense to me at the rental counter and all I wanted to do wanted go. She gave me keys, Then I noticed the car, a Dodge Charger. I looked at the reciept, I had been upgraded. I don't want this car....my experience with one in Arizona was the worst. If there is a worse birding car I just don't know about it. I was too tired to walk back in and say. "I just want my Carrolla? Can't I have a Corolla?" I would live to regret this laziness.
We got in late about two in the morning to Nag's Head and then I found out they had 2 Comfort Inn's and of course I went to the wrong one, 0515 in the morning came awfully early. I drove to the Palmetto Peartree Preserve by memory, it was maybe 35 miles from the motel. We had it timed just correctly. at 3/4 light the birds-red-cockaded woodpeckers come out of the tree, the hang for a few minutes chirping and climb the tree and then away they go for the day. If I missed it, I was screwed.
Crap, we turned on the road off the blacktop and around the first turn the road was flooded, crap and I'm in the worst car. I put on my boots (luckily they were packed), and walked in the water, it seemed firm underneath so I drove up to an island of gravel about 200 yards further, I could feel the real wheel drive car not going well. I walked again, this part seemed deeper. Crap. Even now turning the car around was going to be an issue, where even was the road exactly?
Turn or go on? Right there, a wise man would have turned around and came back again, although all this would crust over in ice I thought but what if there wasn't a next time for this bird? Crap! again. Then the radio played the song.......Elle King started singing "EXes and Oh's" crud. "Lena get your boots on" I shouted, it is a message from the force, "Yoda is speaking to us." Well, I didn't say the last part. I double parked the car maybe leaving room to pass it, but I didn't test where the ditch was, and we took off on foot.