Sunday, February 6, 2011 - Bosque Birdwatchers RV Park, San Antonio NM
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Impaled, Sandhill Crane, Bosque del Apache National Wildlife Refuge, San Antonio NM, February 6, 2011
What can I say?
Maybe the can will come off. Maybe not. Knowing now how cranes drink I can see this can becoming quickly lethal. It's one thing to be short on food - quite another to be short on water. In any case, help will be on the scene tomorrow morning to assess the situation.
There is only a narrow window of opportunity to help this poor crane. The crane must be weak enough to be netted (a healthy crane is not to be messed with - that beak can impale far more than a can. And that is backed up with two serious sets of claws) but strong enough to recover once freed.
Cross your fingers.
Pictures available
Here are larger versions of this picture and two others to download and distribute in any way you see fit under a Creative Commons Attribution 3.0 Unported License:
- Sandhill Crane with Can 235, Bosque del Apache National Wildlife Refuge, San Antonio NM, February 6, 2011 2400 x 1800 px - 3.2MB
- Sandhill Crane with Can 265, Bosque del Apache National Wildlife Refuge, San Antonio NM, February 6, 2011 2400 x 1800 px - 2.8MB
- Sandhill Crane with Can 274, Bosque del Apache National Wildlife Refuge, San Antonio NM, February 6, 2011 2400 x 1800 px - 2.4MB
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Site 10 - Bosque Bird Watcher's RV Park, San Antonio NM
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Sell Them Down the River
Brown had in his camp a fine-looking Negro, who said he had run away from his master in Platte County, Missouri, because the man was going to sell him and his wife to a dealer who would take them south to the Louisiana sugar plantations. The average Missouri Negro looked upon being sold south as one or two degrees worse than being sent straight to hell. This viewpoint was fostered by the masters, who always threatened, when things went wrong, to sell them down the river. ...