Birders have all heard of the Yellow-bellied Sapsucker and the White-winged Dove and the such... well... today I was the "Red-faced Boo-boo Maker".
(None of today's photos show such a rare bird... they're just here to alleviate some of my embarrassment)
The day starts early here and I'm always ready to get going on my agenda. Laundry was at the top of the list today... the washer and dryer are in the maintenance shop which is a couple of miles up the road. Before 6am I had the car loaded and headed out. I remembered my keys... good... because I have to unlock 2 gates and the shop door to use the laundry.
Got through the first gate... no problem. At the 2nd gate I stopped to see some Blackburnian Warblers along with some other birds. That took a while... even though I didn't get any photos.
On to the shop... unlocked the door... Beep... Beep... Beep ... OH NO! I forgot that there is a security alarm system that I have to disarm. Even worse, I forgot the code! Beep... Beep... Beep.... on it went. I knew that it would automatically contact the Security Company... and the Limestone Police. But it's just going to keep beeping until it's shut off. We don't have phone service at our rig... which is 2 miles down the road... so I jump back in the car... hurry down to get Bill, who never forgets alarm codes, phone numbers and the such. As much as I love seeing the moose and bear along the way, I'm just hoping that none decide to cross while I'm on this mission.
I leave the car running... run inside to get Bill... he doesn't even have his shoes on.. just slippers... and he didn't grab a jacket (40's this morning)... off we go... the 2 miles back up the road. He disarms the system... I start my laundry... and we lock up. Just as we've locked the first gate, here comes the Limestone Police.
Ring-Neck Ducks (I still think they should be called "Ring-billed")
Rats! I explain what happened... he needs my name, date of birth, address... all that stuff. He has already called Kirk, who is on his way to the refuge. Rats! Rats! Rats! It's not even 6:30 am on a Sunday morning... Neither Bill nor I brought our phones with us from the rig so we don't have Kirk's cell phone number with us to give him a call so he can head back home.
The policeman is very polite and all, but he wasn't exactly chatty, either....
Bill is freezing out there... jeans and a tee-shirt (with bedroom slippers) just aren't enough... he waits in the car. About 20 minutes later Kirk shows up... tells the police that I'm not a criminal intent on a B&E..... and the police head back to Limestone.
American Wigeon (male)
I'm terribly embarrassed about my "boo-boo".... but Kirk is kind. And I got a little lesson in how to handle the alarm in case it happens again (Oh my... I hope not!)..... But this is our 8th year to volunteer here (the alarm system is new since the last time we were here) and we've become such good friends that a lot of good nature kidding goes on... so you can bet I haven't heard the last of this yet!
That's All For Today!