Stellar’s Jay
Someday I’ll make an artistic composition with a Stellar’s Jay, but for now I’ll keep contenting myself with decent shots of one out in the open.
#stellarsjay
Love supporting my local Stellar's Jay family!
Sometimes the bird cam captures a photo that is so hilarious I just bust out laughing...
This was one of those times.
The new bird friend that visited yesterday, and the resident Stellar's Jay.
From my research last night I feel very confident in saying this is a male red-shafted Northern Flicker.
SO excited to have a new bird friend.
#BirdsOfTheShire #BirdWatching #NorthernFlicker #StellarsJay #Birds #nature
Last time I was in Mendocino County, for the first time I finally saw the Stellar’s Jay. The fancy looking birds were a riot to watch flitting between trees. They were not easy to photograph being high up in the canopy.
#StellarsJay #BirdPhotography #Birds #NorCalCoast2025 #Fujifilm #SOoC
Friend came back this morning bright and early before I had a chance to put the peanuts out.
The yard was a hub of activity this morning!
The one cup has peanuts in it, the other has some bark butter (from my local WBU).
Glad to see the distraction tray of peanuts is working for the squirrels, lol
#BirdsOfTheShire #BirdWatching #BirdCam #BirdFeeder #StellarsJay #Squirrel
The birds are back in town!
I can't express how good it was for my heart to have the birds show up first thing this morning.
Yes I bribed them, no I don't care, lol
#BirdsOfTheShire #StellarsJay #BirdWatching #BirdFeeding #BirdCam
Was a busy afternoon in the Shire!
This Stellar's Jay came back a few times, alternating with Mr Goth Squirrel for the peanuts. From my other camera I could *juuust* see their partner sitting on the fence post watching. I suspect they are the same pair who visited the other week.
This handsome fella paid a visit this afternoon for a little cuppa.
A Stellar's Jay.
Wonder if they're one of the ones who popped round the other day.
A new bird has visited us! Bluejays (I think - I'll check on Merlin in a bit).
Merlin says it is a Stellar's Jay!
I think they might be a pair? They certainly appreciated the peanut offerings.
#BirdsOfTheShire #wildlife #birdfeeding #StellarsJay #nature #birds #TrailCam
Stellar's Jay - Winter time - they are everywhere around Washington State. #jay #stellarsjay #bird #photography #bonus #birdwatching
This little prankster played hide and seek with us for nearly 30 mins… #StellarsJay #Birdbutts #games #funny #birding #birdphotography #photography
#StellarsJay plucking tasty treats #bird #birding #birds #birdphotography #photography #PNW #Oregon #Portland
audacious as their costumes
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Brian Volck
#Poetry #BrianVolck #Snowbirds #StellarsJay #Magpie #Raven #WhiskeyJack #Birds
High Sierra Pikas
I’ve wanted to photograph American Pikas for a while now. If you aren’t familiar with them, pikas are close relatives of rabbits and hares. They prefer cold climates, which means living at very high altitudes (roughly 10,000 ft) in the United States. Unlike most other cold climate mammals, pikas don’t hibernate. Instead, they spend most of the summer gathering hay piles from the meadows surrounding their burrows so that they have food for the long winter. Their preferred habit is rocky talus slopes, which gives them lots of nooks and crannies to create burrows in.
There are a few classic pika shots. It’s always fun to capture a pika peering down intently from a rock as it gives out its adorable high pitched squeaking call. Because of their unique hay collecting behavior, a pika carrying a big bundle of wildflowers is also a classic shot.
My goal was to do something a bit more unique: a scenic photo of a pika showing off its high alpine habitat. I haven’t seen many photos like this. A search on Instagram just turned up an epic photo by Deirdre Rosenberg, the undispited queen of American Pika photography, and a great wide angle iPhone shot Ray Hennessy snagged on a whim. With most photographers focusing on portraits or action shots. there was room for me to stand out with a scenic shot of my own.
Everyone I talked to about American Pika photography suggested a particular lake in Yosemite National Park. This was the go-to place for Bay Area wildlife photographers to shoot pikas. Everyone also warned me that the hike was a bit strenuous, ascending fairly steeply up to 10,000 ft.
I’d never been to Yosemite, and I’d never been up to 10,000 ft, so a plan came together. I’d spend a couple nights camping in Yosemite Valley to avoid doing the entire 10,000 ft elevation shift in one go, and then I’d spend a few nights at a hotel in June Lake to get access to the High Sierra. I’d never been camping before, so the Yosemite Valley portion of the trip was also an opportunity to learn how to camp in preparation for a trip to Alaska in 2025.
Yosemite Valley went pretty well. I stayed at Curry Village, which was much more glamping than camping. It was much too crowded for a truly satisfying nature experience. But, it didn’t take long to hike away from the crowds.
I got a few classic landscape shots, like the Merced River at sunset…
And a riff on the classic Tunnel View photo at sunrise, taken from a vantage point on the way up to Artist Point…
I’m not much of a landscape photographer, but if you spend enough time in Yosemite you’ll eventually manage to point your camera in the right direction and make a good landscape photo. Before I got too carried away, this photo of a “scenic dumpster” reminded me that you have to put a bit more thought into your compositions.
I didn’t see a lot of wildlife in the valley. I spotted a Black Bear running into the woods with a cub, a few mule deer, some Stellars Jays who didn’t fully cooperate with my plan to photograph them in front of Tunnel View, a very shy Belted Kingfisher, some hummingbirds, and that was about it.
After a couple of days at Curry Village, we packed up and drove to the east side of the park via Tioga Rd, and then onward to June Lake to set up our home base in the High Sierra.
Along the way, we stopped at an overlook where I saw a Yellow-Bellied Marmot for the first time. I just got a quick snapshot, but I’ll have to spend some time with them the next time I’m in the Sierra.
As soon as we got settled in at June Lake, I grabbed my camera and set out for the pika spot. Alltrails described the hike as “moderately challenging” and suggested I’d need about 90 minutes to complete the round trip.
The hike absolutely kicked my butt. It took me 90 minutes just to make it through the first quarter, albeit the part with almost all the elevation gain. Starting at 10,000 ft and ascending 600 ft in a half mile (average grade 22%) was too much to ask for my first evening at high elevation. By the time I made it to the top, I was completely out of gas. I looked around for the pika a bit, but I quickly realized I needed to descend soon. I was exhausted, sunset was near, and walking down a steep unfamiliar trail in the dark with legs that wanted to give up on me was a recipe for injury. So, I marked my spot on the map and headed back down, determined to return the next day more acclimated to the altitude and with more time to make a gradual ascent.
Before leaving, I got a serviceable iPhone shot of the lake. I also realized this wasn’t a great spot for the scenic pika photo I was after. With the way all the talus fields sloped, there wasn’t a good place to line up a pika in front of the landscape.
When I got back to the hotel, I found out I’d stopped about 200 yards from where most people spotted the pikas. I was so close when I turned around! It was still the right decision though; if I had pressed on to find the pikas and then stayed to photograph them, I’d have done the hike back in the dark, a very poor idea given the shape I was in.
That night wasn’t fun. I developed a splitting headache, which is an early sign of altitude sickness. My symptoms didn’t progress further, so I slept it off figuring that I’d already descended 2,000 ft from the trailhead to the hotel. But, when I woke up the next morning, I didn’t feel ready to do the hike again. So, I did some research and found a spot that looked likely for pikas where I could pretty much drive to their elevation and do a flat walk out to their habitat.
The new plan went much better. I drove to the trailhead, parked, walked 15 minutes, found some good pika habitat where the talus was mixed in with vegetation, and stopped to listen. Within a few minutes, I heard a pika call. This was a different call than I had heard during my research, consisting of a pair of descending notes instead of a single squeak, but it was clearly a pika.
As I scanned the area looking for pikas, I took note of a prominent boulder on a small ridge. The boulder had a triangular profile and a great view of the surrounding mountains. If a pika were kind enough to perch on that boulder, I could line up exactly the shot I was after.
The first challenge was spotting a pika. A call would ring out every minute or so, but whenever I swiveled toward the source, I’d see nothing but rocks. This is pretty typical. Everyone I talked to said I would hear the pikas before I spotted them.
The calls seemed to be coming from up hill, so I scrambled up the talus slope, sat down, and waited for a pika to show itself. It took close to a half hour, but I eventually spotted movement nearby. My first pika sighting! The pika was carrying some freshly gathered Purple Mountain Heath to add to its hay pile.
I watched in amazement as the pika made its way down the slope, heading right towards the boulder I had spotted earlier. After making a quick detour to deposit the harvest in its hay pile, the pika popped up on the prominent boulder!
Because I had climbed up higher when I first heard pikas upslope, I was no longer positioned to get the scenic shot I was after. My plan was to wait for the pika to make another foraging run, and then move into position while it was distracted.
After waiting for five minutes, it became clear the pika was settled in for a lengthy rest. So, I started a slow descent, making small moves down the slope with a couple minute pause between each move. I didn’t want to disturb the pika off that perfect perch. With each move I got a cleaner background behind the pika.
Just as I was finally easing into position for the scenic shot, the pika got spooked and disappeared into the talus. When it emerged a minute later, it returned to the ridge, but no longer on the prominent boulder. I was able to crouch down and line up the mountains in the distance, but the pika didn’t stand out from the rocks the way it had when it was on the boulder.
I waited an hour as the pika made a couple of forays towards me and back towards the ridge, but it never returned to the boulder. Finally, the sun set, and the pika disappeared into the talus for the night.
I made the short walk back to the car and a slightly hair-rising drive back down to 8,000 ft elevation after dark with mixed feelings. On the one hand, I’d succeeded at my goal of photographing an American Pika in a scenic setting. On the other hand, I knew an even better shot was possible. Fortunately, I had one more day to go in the Sierra.
The next day started with an exploration of a different lake. I heard pikas, but I didn’t see them. This was probably due to the presence of a fellow pika enthusiast Long-Tailed Weasel. Pika colonies are regular hunting grounds for weasels.
In the evening, I headed back to the spot with the scenic boulder. It all happened right on script. With the assistance of photos I’d taken the previous evening, I found the spot where I’d lined up the shot, sat, waited 30 minutes, and was greeted by my pika friend emerging from the talus.
I waited patiently, and 15 minutes later the pika returned to the boulder. I wasn’t surprised. That boulder was the first place the pika perched the previous time I saw it. With a commanding view of the talus field, it’s a natural place from which to watch for predators or encroaching neighbors while enjoying a crisp early fall evening.
I had already figured out the composition I wanted, with the pika’s boulder echoing a distant mountain peak. As soon as the pika perched, I zoomed out, focused, framed, and got the shot I’d been visualizing for months.
#AmericanPika #HighSierras #StellarsJay #YellowBelliedMarmot #Yosemite
Artist’s Nemesis
A more self-indulgent post than normal today.
My photo of a coyote grabbing a squirrel got a lot of traction. That photo took a lot of hard work. Getting up early over and over to track and observe the coyote family. Getting to know individual coyotes. Letting go of good shots for an opportunity at great shots. Heartbreak when multiple members of the family were shot in a disproportionate response to a preventable incident. Many days coming away empty-handed.
But. Once all that work came together, there wasn’t much to the shot. See the situation start to unfold. Adjust settings for the best chance at freezing action in the low light. A few steps to get in position. Lock on focus then spray and pray to get one useable shot. None of it easy, but it’s almost an out of body experience when it happens.
This shot on the other hand. Research to find a scenic spot with good potential wildlife sightings. An hour hike in the pre-dawn light. Considering the scene, finding a composition, and then gingerly scrambling down to get myself into position. Waiting for my nemesis bird to throw me a bone and perch in the composition. Repeating all over again when the first day didn’t work out.
This photo isn’t perfect. I wanted the jay silhouetted against the sky where it would really stand out. The light is verging on unusably harsh. I wish that one branch didn’t extend down into the scene. I should have dropped the shutter speed and closed the aperture to get the mountains more in focus. The location itself is kind of a cliché. Still, it probably represents who I am better than the epic action shot.
If you made it this far, thank you for coming to my TEDx talk. I know this photo won’t have the reach of the coyote shot. And that’s okay. I like a fun action shot from time to time. I hope you enjoy the slower photos too.
Introducing our resident squirrel, Trio, who is missing her right front leg. We don't know what happened, but she is quite spoiled! My hubby built her a condo with two feeders attached. Trio's nemesis is the Steller's Jay, who always steals her peanuts! #Alaska #TrioTheSquirrel #StellarsJay #FunnyWildlifeIssues
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