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May 25, 2016: Condors! Oh, and the Grand Canyon.

Thursday, May 26th, 2016

From Flagstaff to Jacob Lake near the North Rim of the Grand Canyon, our next stop, is only about a 3 hour drive. So we decided that since I’d never been, we could throw in a detour to the South Rim on the way. We got there around 10:30 or so, and I was kind of astounded at the huge crowd of people on a Wednesday morning not even really in summer vacation season. The canyon itself is spectacular, and as everyone says, it’s like being in a postcard. It’s just too big to really grasp. We walked around a bit at the visitor center, and I noticed some birds swooping overhead. Those long, thin wings tipped me off, and a quick look with binoculaArs confirmed that they were White-throated Swifts. Finally saw them for real, and a legitimate lifer. I also had a mammal lifer, Cliff Chipmunk, who was hanging around waiting for crumbs while we ate. Don’t worry, we didn’t feed the animals. No desire to get the plague.

Grand Canyon

Grand Canyon

Cliff Chipmunk

After lunch at the visitor center, we headed east to Desert View, where we had some nice photo ops. Peggy and I climbed to the top of the Watchtower, an interesting early 20th century faux-indigenous bit of architecture. You can see the San Francisco peaks back in Flagstaff from the top floor.

Grand Canyon

The main event for the drive, though, was to cross the Colorado at Navajo Bridge and look for California Condors. I’d checked it out in ebird in advance, and that’s the most reliable spot on our whole trip to see them. I was really a little worried that we wouldn’t see them and it would be a big disappointment. I needn’t have been. We pulled off in a parking area on the east side of the river, from which you can walk out onto the old bridge, now a pedestrian span. As soon as I got to the foot of the old bridge, I could see a group of guys with giant telephoto lenses all looking at the same spot on the canyon wall, and I knew that the condors must be there.

Sure enough, two condors were perched on a much-guano-stained ledge. Everyone got to see them very well, and I took way too many pics, and then one of them launched himself off the rock and soared over to the bridge. I managed to get a shot of him in flight, and then a nice close one leaning too far over the railing. Me, that is, not the bird. Then the other condor also flew, and I got a couple of shots of that one starting to take off. All in all, it was a very satisfying experience.

California Condor

California Condor

California Condor

At Hamner’s insistence, I did the Chicken Dance on the bridge while he photographed me. Another lifer, bringing my total to 515 — 34 in the past week on this trip.

Chicken Dance

We drove on to the Jacob Lake Inn, where we’re staying the next two nights. It sits right in the pine woods, so I have hopes for woodpeckers. Tomorrow to the North Rim.