Did you figure out the equation? 5 DAYS ‘UP’ + 15 DAYS ‘DOWN’ = MIGRATION DAY 20.
Southerlies continue to stall migration progress with wind 15 to 20mph on surface and double those numbers aloft. Stepping outside you can almost taste the moisture in the air so it appears the weatherman will soon make good on his promise to deliver rain.
INTO THE WIND by Julia Anthony
This week has us grounded in Illinois by wind, a lot of wind! Sunday we even had a tornado warning. Geoff knocked on the trailer door and told me to come into the hanger. There we watched some ugly black clouds fly by and the wind sock dance and twist in the wind and rain. About two o’clock the weather slacked off so Colleen and I headed to the pen to see the birds.
We checked the cranes over and handed out grapes. They showed no problems or stress. We had to replace the wet food in their feeders and then we refilled the water buckets.
Just as we were finishing Colleen tapped me on the arm and pointed to the west. Another large black cloud was rolling in. Right on cue the winds picked up. The birds started to jump into the wind. They spread their wings and leapt. It looks like a fun game! But the cloud looked ominous and I whispered to Colleen that I thought we should stay there in the pen until it passed.
We were both worried about leaving the chicks, but we shouldn’t have been. As the wind got stronger all six chicks turned their heads into the wind and moved to the front of the pen. They stood there all together while the wind swirled past them. Colleen and I were much worse off. We huddled by the trailer as it creaked, groaned and rocked. Dummy Mommy (the plastic model crane) danced on the end of her tether.
When the clouds and wind passed Colleen and I finished our chores, checked the hotwire fences, and tightened the ropes on the visual barriers. We walked away and I was very reassured that, young though the birds might be, they knew what to do in a storm. Just huddle together and turn your face into the wind!