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This male Bobolink only made us walk a couple hundred yards from the P Ranch parking lot. He sang, he posed, he disappeared. Then we happily departed, leaving him to cope with the mosquitoes on his own. Malheur marks the western edge of the Bobolink’s breeding range. This bird was one of eight Icterid species we had on this trip.

One of eight male Yellow-breasted Chats singing in willows and cottonwoods at Page Springs. A camper there said the males had been singing all through the previous night, their songs punctuated by occasional outbursts of hooting from the resident Great Horned Owls.

Reminds me of the old joke, “Why did the Sora cross the road?”
A Brewer’s Sparrow in the hand. One of the smaller, less spectacular grassland sparrows.

A Common Nighthawks wing.
Black-crowned Night-Heron along Malheur Lake shoreline.