we heard this guy when we were camping! well maybe not this exact guy but his very close relative was very close by when we were sitting in the dining tent, drinking a beer and thinking nature's most definately where it's at.
i recognized it was a barred owl by his distinct call and if that weren't enough excitement for a year and a half, another one answered and we sat with our mouths agape catching flies and inhaling wonder through our nostrils.
we contemplated taking off through the woods to see if we could spy him but as an owler you know, hearing them is just as good.
owls, man. owls.
No comments:
Post a Comment