We started the day in Kaplan, LA at the Sunnyside Motel...it was not sunny |
White Lake in south LA; home to the whooping crane project |
Me, Mr. Bob, his son, Mark, and Lee all went to see the cranes |
With Sara, the crane coordinator of the project |
We arrived at the site, and these young cranes soon appeared...breathtaking |
As the landed, you can see their leg bands that identify them. These young birds still have some of their brown feathers. When they mature, they will be all white |
This is an adult male from the program last year. He still stays around the compound |
These are the blinds that we observed the birds from... very nice. We had to be quiet and fairly still so we would not disturb them |
Sara donned her "crane habit" and entered to restock their food. They eat a pellet with all the nutrients, etc that they need. They are making every attempt to keep the birds as wild as they can. |
This is the adult male again, preening. They develop the red marking on their head when they mature. He was about 4-5 feet tall. |
This was our transportation coming and going, very nice ride Mr. Bob had always wanted to see the whooping cranes in person, and planned to go to Aransas Pass, Texas. When he learned that this new program was here in the state, he was able to arrange for us all to go. They are not necessarily letting many people in there, but were considerate enough to allow us today. These cranes come from Maryland, where they are hatched, and then transported here to White Lake. They are acclamated inside the marsh enclosure gradually, and begin to venture out as they mature. This is the second year of the experiment. The goal is to establish a non-migrating flock. There are only about 300 living whooping cranes in the world. When I was growing up in Texas, there were only 15! They have made some great strides in trying to help this species recover. It was thrilling to get to see them, and encouraging to know that passionate people are there trying to help them. sheltongail@hotmail.com |
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