Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Estes Park

We’re gone from the Front Range. We traveled Sunday, all of thirty-five miles, but well uphill, and are now in Estes Park right on the outskirts of Rocky Mountain National Park. Elevation: 7,500 feet. Cooler weather; highs in the 70s, lows in the 40s.

Birds on the feeder so far: magpies and hummingbirds. Birds on the ground: bluebirds, robins, and ravens. Birds in the air: tree swallows and violet green swallows. There are three target birds here for us; all high altitude: white tailed ptarmigan, brown capped rosy finch, and pine grosbeak. The ptarmigan is essentially always above timberline on the tundra. The rosy finch is all over this area in the winter, but moves to high altitude cliffs and snowfields in the summer. The pine grosbeak is high forests in the summer. We’re going to need a trip to the top of Trail Ridge Road.

The view from our windshield. That’s the backside of Longs Peak in front of us. It’s 14,259 feet high; one of 54 “fourteeners” in Colorado.