
The Skytop Inn, 11:00 AM
Attired as if I were about to step onto a Maine lobster boat, I hauled up Brockway Mountain Drive’s east end on the ATV while shielding my face from the sting of another icy rain that had moved over the mountain only minutes after I left the house. Conditions on the top were hardly ideal: Bands of rain were still passing over the mountain, the southerly winds would periodically walk their way around the compass rose, and the fog was straight out of a badly made horror film. But within minutes after I had unpacked and was standing at the ready outside the count shelter, something dropped out of the fog and landed on the exposed gravel of West Bluff within fifteen feet of me: a Yellow-bellied Sapsucker, which seemed as surprised to see me as I was her. Birds were still moving in this miserable weather!
But after two hours on the mountain, the fog still showed no sign of abating, and I’d heard and seen nothing else. I opted to cut my losses. Back at my cabin in Copper Harbor twenty minutes later, I cut the engine on the ATV and could now hear birds all around me! I looked up at Brockway Mountain and realized the “fog” enveloping the mountain was actually a low Stratus cloud (i.e., it’s technically not fog at all, since the base of this cloud doesn’t touch ground level), leaving a relatively clear, open space below the cloud ceiling for birds to move in. This may explain why my sapsucker was on the move; had I stayed up on the mountain, I would have had no real context for this sighting! I decided to bird Clyde Wescoat’s property near the Copper Harbor Visitor Center (with his permission, of course!), and soon ran up a list: Song Sparrow, Fox Sparrow, Hooded Merganser, Mallard, Canada Goose, Golden-crowned Kinglet, Ruby-crowned Kinglet, Yellow-rumped Warbler, Dark-eyed Junco, Red-breasted Nuthatch, Pileated Woodpecker, Yellow-bellied Sapsucker, Rusty Blackbird, American Crow, Blue Jay, Herring Gull, Common Redpoll, Pine Siskin, White-winged Crossbill, Northern Saw-whet Owl. Not shabby!

The Skytop Inn, same day, 3:00 PM
After roughly an hour and a half of stepping through fields and splashing in wetland, I felt the warmth of sunshine on my face, and looked up to the mountain to see that the veil of Stratus had dissipated. There was still time to see if hawks were moving, so I headed back to the cabin, packed up my things, and made a second trip to the top of the mountain where I was greeted by sunshine, good visibility, stabler (albeit, gusty) SSE breezes, and almost immediate gratification as an adult Sharp-shinned Hawk blew by on the windward side of Brockway. The remaining two and half hours of observation yielded 53 eastbound raptors, including 13 Turkey Vulture, 8 Bald Eagle, 2 Northern Harrier, 7 Sharp-shinned Hawk, 19 Red-tailed Hawk, 2 Rough-legged Hawk, 1 American Kestrel, and 1 Merlin before Stratus again enveloped the mountain in the closing minutes of the count.
Atop Brockway, the weather demonstrated a Janus-like disposition today, and I feel that I made the best of it. I now close my day delighted by the satisfying illusion that, somehow, I fit two days experience into a single twenty-four hour period.
Burning gas up and down Brockway,
Arthur
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