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This blog is predominately about camera trapping in California. We camera trap to save our souls and to teach primary school students about biology and conservation. We will also touch on other camera trapping news and musings, sets from afar, mediocre herpetology, sucky birding, and other natural history discussions.

Monday, January 6, 2014

Ballad of the Booby

an August in twenty thirteen
the blue-footed boobies
journeyed north for the anchovies
word came they were all juvies

a terrible birder joined the quest
anxious for a brief glimpse
Bodega! Reyes! The City!
denied in each instance

a guano rich rock in Marin
the final chance for the success
highway one hugs the winding coast
he, oddly free of stress

then at mile nine - quick over a fence
sharp shrubs, slick sediment
left his clothes torn with hands bleeding
damn all impediment!

at the edge where spray could be felt
rest along a rocky rise
binoculars out on the search
relentless scans tire eyes

to the north a lonely fisher
while straight a-west booby
"nay, there two clearly on Gull Rock"
the birder cried with glee

after an hour he was sated
steep hike up, yet peppy
a glorious success today
what could halt this jolly?

there at the top - two old birders
with scope trained obscure
"come have a look" they said with grins
without sweat, a sight pure


  1. I had to add the "Christian is a hipster" tag for that poem. Good work my friend. I never got photos of the one I saw in Santa Cruz.

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    1. The Codger is correct. Congrats on meeting this famous pair of boobies.

  3. Love it! It's always even more rewarding to see a species when it took a ton of effort to make it happen!

    1. Nice to see you drop by, Seabass.
      Looks like you had a hella sweet 2013.