In July I made a plan: Get a 10 in my summer programming class and two out of three things happen: 1) Mud Lake before school starts 2) Kayaking at Dow’s Lake 3) Eggspectations (or another restaurant). I dropped the third event and I’m still watching the wind speed closely for the second. Anyway,
6:15 am – Why did I schedule FLAP (see last post) and Mud Lake on the same day??…one day before school officially starts. I hopped on my bike and rode to the University of Ottawa. After a little more than an hour of patrol (happy to have met the FLAP coordinator and done a mini-patrol with her), I put my bike on the bus’s bike rack and bussed to Carling/Britannia from where I biked to Mud Lake.
A sword of mallards were greeting me right after entering the area (Cassels St.). No, that’s not where my “horrible impression” happened.
Soon after parting ways with them, my eyes landed on this little guy.
“Excuse me!”, I said to a woman nearby. “There’s a dead frog here. Do you think I should move it out of the way?”.”Just leave it there; an animal will come and take it away” (paraphrased).
My excursion ended early because I forgot to bring mosquito repellents. I was but at the entrance of the birding trail and I already got at least 5 soon-to-appear mosquito bites. Before entering the trail, I visited the river (more mallards! And what looked like a gulp of double-crested cormorants on a faraway boulder), a grassy patch (geese and geese and…geese? Yeah.), the lake (wood ducks) and the main road where I saw and/or heard quite a few warblers, vireos, chickadees, nuthatches, woodpeckers, crows, waxwings and grackles.
So really, the title doesn’t quite hold. In fact, thanks to froggy who gave me a bit more knowledge of nature.