"On the north end of Border Road, burrow in the west ditch bank about 1/10th of a mile north of the new white drainage pipe - location is marked by a small pile of rocks on a Budweiser box on the east side shoulder."
It was still quite far away and was surprisingly difficult to spot even with the directions. Hats off to our neighbor Anders who spends a LOT of time slowly driving around dusty gravel roads with binoculars - just looking, looking, looking.
Yesterday there were also Long-billed Curlews. Anders said he has also seen Mountain Plovers in the fields out there, which would be a life bird for me. Mountain Plover is a misnomer. It should be named the Flatland Prairie Plover. They are a hard bird - rare, usually in bare fields as far from the road as possible - and they always seem to match the color of the dirt. I have been with a group with long scopes on tripods to look at them. Maybe. I could not see them anyway. With the condition of my eyes and the nature of the Mountain Plover, I will likely die without ever actually seeing one. That's okay. It's always good to have something out there, just beyond our reach.
Still reaching - Gunnar