Is it Thayer's? Is it an integrade with Kumlien's? Does it matter? Not anymore lol, they're both just called Iceland Gull now.
Whatever you call it, this video shows a young Thayer's type...
Is it Thayer's? Is it an integrade with Kumlien's? Does it matter? Not anymore lol, they're both just called Iceland Gull now.
Whatever you call it, this video shows a young Thayer's type...
Who needs going out west? Sometimes the West comes to you! Here's a California Gull from Warren Dunes and New Buffalo from earlier this week...
Juvenile Little Gulls are one of the more striking gull plumages and one landed in front of us at Tiscornia a week ago. Click the link to see the flight shots and learn about the identification!
The fun gull build-up continues (surely that Mew Gull is just around the corner, right???). A young Thayer's Gull flew in to a limited amount of time I had at Tiscornia yesterday. Fortunately it landed since I was too slow to extricate the camera from the coat layers initially.
Perched it'd be easy to blow off as just another Herring Gull. It has a small round head, and a considerably shorter bill than the Herrings though.
It's been a while since I've had a late summer Little Gull. I got out to the beach fairly late for me and found Will and Lisa already there. There wasn't a ton moving and when Will followed Tim out to the end of the pier I debated how long I would stay. But about the time they got to the end a bird appeared trailing a couple Bonaparte's Gulls. The first thought that went through my mind was, "Why does that tern have a black M on its back?" Because it's a Little Gull.
I jogged out to the end.
It's a juvie that's still in pretty fresh plumage. It hugged the river water's edge and we hoped it would come in closer as the wind started shifting the river water closer to the pier but the boat traffic dispersed the birds.It's been a few years since I've seen an Iceland Gull so I was pretty excited to see that the 1st winter whitewing on the south pier had a dark bill. It played hide and seek for a while as it rested offshore, but eventually headed in to the beach.
Where he displayed some manners that, well, I'm not sure I want to go to Iceland...
I recently read Where the Crawdads Sing, by Delia Owens. It has a lot to say about how trust can overcome the seeming juxtaposition between not losing independence but maintaining a relationship. It's set in 1970's coastal North Carolina, and the author (a zoologist) uses a lot nature in the book's imagery and setting, and does it in a way that generally rings true. It's one of the better books that I've read and I'd definitely recommend it.
What's the connection between the book and today's pics? In the book the main character enjoys feeding her resident herring gulls and a couple times the author describes the young herring gulls pecking the red spot on the gony angle of the adults to induce them to cough up some fish. This morning at Tiscornia there was an adult with not one but two juvies working away at this process.
It would start with the youngsters sidling up giving begging calls with heads lowered.