With a couple of friends, I hiked the Twin Lakes Trail near Silver Bay on Wednesday. Great weather, great trail, great companionship, great hike.
None that I could see, anyway. I heard birds often, and many were singing the same song. These birds taunted me, practically singing in my ear. But no matter how much I stared, they stayed hidden in the leaves.
If my ear for bird songs weren’t so abysmal, I would be able to tell you what kind of bird it was. I can’t even describe the song to you. It reminded me a little of a birdy version of a phrase from Mendelssohn’s "Midsummer Night’s Dream," but that’s probably not helpful.
I listened to some of my "Birds of Minnesota" CD today, and I’ve come to the tentative conclusion that I was hearing yellow-rumped warblers. But I wouldn’t put any money on that.
The interesting thing about the hike was that it was my first look at the impact of the March 23 ice storm in Lake County. Birch trees were down, or bent over, everywhere in the woods. The trail must have been a mess. But it’s all clear now. The Superior Hiking Trail volunteers are a splendid lot.
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