These Colorado landscape pics are nothing special for Colorado, but they still deserve a click.
All these pictures were taken driving from Colorado Springs back to Denver yesterday. It was a beautiful day, but a trifle chilly since it only got up to about 65°, and even though that's not by any means chilly for Colorado, I'm not used to it yet since we still had some 90° weather a few days ago. If you look carefully in some of the pictures you might see a little bit of Fall creeping into Colorado.
It's been a long time since I mentioned "Cranes" in my blog posts. But while cruising through the Internet recently, I came upon someone talking about Sandhill Cranes, yup, that's right, the deadly and dangerous Sandhill Cranes.
The prime Crane picture taken season in Colorado is in early October before they head back to the Bosque Del Apache in November. And it seems that despite searching for the elusive Sandhill Cranes last Fall in Colorado being almost an abject failure, I feel that maybe I should try again.
My last foray to the San Luis Valley in Colorado to locate what I assumed would be hordes of Sandhill Cranes was kind of late in October, but this time maybe I should go in early October and surprise the Cranes while there still packing to head for New Mexico. Unfortunately, I don't know if the day of the month makes any difference because I didn't see a single Crane wearing a wristwatch or carrying a calendar, so I have no idea how they can tell which month there supposed to leave.
The cranes pass through the San Luis Valley near Alamosa and Monte vista in the Spring and the Fall. And I think the spring migration is probably the best one because those towns have all sorts of Sandhill Crane festivals going on during March when I'm still living in the Arizona desert. But, still, no Crane celebrations are happening during the Fall.
Now it's not that there were no Sandhill cranes in the San Luis Valley. Actually, there were plenty of them, but in the daytime, they were feeding on private property farms, and they were so far away I couldn't get a decent picture. And I couldn't figure out where most of them were roosting at night, so I couldn't get photos of them coming and going.
But I'm thinking of trying again because I did have fun, and spending a week or so searching for the elusive Sandhill cranes would be a great shakedown cruise to see what else needs to be done to the bronco before I head South.