You Should Have Seen Your Face

Kittiwakes do it diagonally.  Find the Red-legged.

Just to reiterate.  BB&B is here for YOU.  It’s a resource.  A look into a self-loathing people, a cannabilistic race.  A culture of nerds and geeks, dweebs and douches, dorkiness and deception.  A discussion of a people that celebrity birder (yes they have those) Bill Oddy accurately described as being fueled only by envy.  It’s embedded journalism.  And I guess its kind of about birds too.

I have been doing a poor job at dwelling on the general malaise of the birdwatcher lately…and for that, I’m truly sorry.  There’s a lot of shit happening, you know?  I just don’t have the time.  I’ve barely been birding this month.  IT’S SEPTEMBER.  If there is one month of the year to go birding, its this month.  But you know what?  I don’t care.  I really don’t.  Do you know how many crippling birds Ive been exposed to this year?  On the boat ride from Buldir to Adak Island alone we had everything from Least Auklet to Short-tailed Albatross.  Yeah, I know right?  Throw in a lifer Mottled Petrel, a bunch of Sperm Whales…..you get the picture.  Oh yeah and I was being paid the whole time too. 

Gray-crowned Rosy-Finch buddy.  One of the few songbird species that nest on Buldir.  They frolic mercilessly.

Of course, I wouldn’t go so far as to say that I don’t want to look at birds (I did manage lifer Boreal Chickadees this month), as that would be going against my true nature, and lets face it….you come here to read true things.  And to continue in that vein, I’m not exactly sure what I’m talking about anymore.

Right.  You are here to learn about birdwatchers, and what makes them tick.  You wish to understand them.  And if you are reading this fellow birdwatcher, perhaps you are trying to understand yourself, no?  Regrettably, of late the BB&B team has been unable to continue with your lessons with much regularity, as they are still hard at work for the Fish And Wildlife Service until the end of the month.  Don’t think I’ve forgotten our goal here….the mission statement has not changed.  Come October, I’ll have more than enough time to sing you the sad song of the birdwatcher.

Dinner.  J/k.  Glaucous-winged Gulls have learned how to turn birds inside out, which this Crested Auklet demonstrates pretty well.

But as long as I have your attention, I hope you enjoy a few more pictures from Buldir.  If you haven’t figured it out already, they look a lot better if you blow them up.

Black-legged Kittiwakes and Thick-billed Murres at our Spike Camp.

Mortal Combat Puffin.