One of the most magical days of my life was spent with my friend Diane when we drove to western Nebraska to witness the sandhill crane migration. I quite literally nearly killed us with awe - for on the freeway all my attention was grabbed by the dark cloud on the horizon unbelievably resolving into an innumerable horde of birds. Luckily the truck driver behind me was on the ball and honked me back to consciousness. Migration is an extremely risky business.
I'm glad you enjoyed the cranes. Come back to Nebraska later in the spring and see the Greater Prairie Chickens and the Sharp-tailed Grouse do their dawn mating dance on their leks!
I'm glad you enjoyed the cranes. Come back to Nebraska later in the spring and see the Greater Prairie Chickens and the Sharp-tailed Grouse do their dawn mating dance on their leks!