6 HUGS, 2 children, 1 husband, 1 Park Ranger, 2 neighbors
My 4 year old has become bird crazy. It’s very sweet as we watch the birds on our bird feeder, but he developed this fascination with Bobwhites. Not sure where it came from. Anyway, the closest parks I could find that might have them around here are 1 1/2 hours away. Needless to say, I dragged my butt out of bed at 5:00 this morning to bring my 2 children to POTENTIALLY see Bobwhites. (Yes, there is a hug in this story eventually.) We arrived at the first park an hour before it opened so we couldn’t go to the visitor’s center. We settled for walking around and attempting a little amateur bird watching on our own. After finding a bear print on the path, I decided it was time to turn around to see if the visitor center was open. Fortunately it was and a Park Ranger happened to be near the front desk. He let us know that until a few days ago it had been 4-5 years since he saw a Bobwhite in this park. Oh good. He then proceeded to print out a map for us of another park that we would have much better luck at. He explained it to me in detail and wished us luck on our hunt. I couldn’t pass by this opportunity for a hug. He laughed and happily obliged my request. As I turned to look at the employee at the front desk, she appeared to have been laughing at my request as well. I can only imagine what they had to talk about after I left. No matter, when I left their faces were pretty joyful. Hug mission accomplished for the day.
No, we did not ever see or even hear a Bobwhite, but we won’t give up. We will be back another day.
Please accept this blog as my virtual hug to you.