It is always a breath of fresh air to visit Pt. Reyes in Northern California. We go once a month and it is a different and thrilling adventure every time, cycles of the season are always in play.

Our day trip last week was a typical coastal mid-October day. It was chilly and overcast.
We hiked the path at Abbott’s Lagoon, overview seen below–way out in the distance, on the left-hand side at the horizon is a ribbon of the ocean. The sea was relatively calm that day.

With that stormy-looking sky and low cloud cover, there were many raptors on the ground, waiting on the thermals for their lift-off.
This red-tailed hawk, below, perched patiently on a very small post.

An osprey was busy with its catch of the day on a fence, below. We have never seen osprey here so this was a treat. We kept expecting it to take off, but then our optics had that answer–the osprey was preoccupied with a fish in its talons.

Ravens, too, are usually high above us, cawing loudly about one thing or another. But that day, there were several grounded and in our midst. One of my favorite birds, the ravens were especially gorgeous with their shiny black feathers.

The coastal chaparral had advanced into its winter state since last month’s visit. Neither the coyote bush nor the lupine had any more flowers, but the bushes were animated with all the usual birds who hide underneath.
The California quail, this male below in his sentinel position, had a fluttery flock of young ones hidden below among the woody limbs. They were hidden but not quiet. The young ones will soon learn the importance of being quiet, but for now they had dad on the post keeping an eye out.

The white-crowned sparrows, ubiquitous along the Abbotts Lagoon trail, were dapper in their plumage. These individuals on the coast are year-round but further inland we’re seeing more of them arriving to winter with us, they come from Alaska and the Rocky Mountains.

Their song melts my heart and I’m thrilled they’re here for the winter, link below.
Bird Song link: White-crowned Sparrow by Joe Morlan
For the last few months there have been Bewick’s wrens in a patch of coyote bushes near the road, and this one frequently popped out in its dogged pursuit of insects. This wren species does not occur east of the Mississippi, but we have them here in California year-round. It is a joy to watch these noisy nimble birds.

After our hike and teatime, we drove up the road to check on the elk, driving slowly so as not to miss any critters.
This coyote below, camouflaged in the landscape, was our reward.
The coyote, too, was getting a winter coat. Usually the coyotes are prowling in the tall grass and chaparral, hunting, but on this cold, sleepy day it seemed to be naptime.

We have been observing an interesting new phenomenon lately with the elk at Point Reyes. Since a recent lawsuit settlement and the departure of dairy ranches, the elk have gradually been expanding from the reserve into the abandoned ranches.
Below is a herd of female elk grazing beside the open gate of a defunct dairy ranch.

This tule elk bull below, who doesn’t care anything about human lawsuits, was focused on keeping his harem together. The last two months they have been bugling a lot in the middle of their rutting season–a time for them to attract females and warn other males of their dominance. But the rutting season is waning now.

What a joy to see it all: the raptors rearranging their day with the lack of thermals, the elk discovering a bigger space, and the birds and mammals going about their business of resting and hunting and raising their young.
Soon the elephant seals will be making their way here from the Aleutian Islands in Alaska and the migrating shorebirds will be arriving for the winter too.
And when we come back next month, we will have our winter coats on.
Written by Jet Eliot.
Photos by Athena Alexander.




































































































































