Why would I keep going out of my way to gawk at a feeder on Strawberry Marsh Road every day since December 1st? Well, to see the Yellow-throated Warbler, of course. It seems kind of silly when I consider I saw one on August 28, November 13 and November 18. Well, there is reason to this madness.
It's kind of like "flying geocaching." It's possible to get coordinates of previously sighted birds, but there is no guarantee the bird will ever be seen again. Nevertheless, just going to search for a special bird opens up the opportunity to find something even better in the process. It is the element of surprise, the beauty of the bird, the challenge to best personal records, the fun of sharing, and the draw of "the wild" that all get into the psyche and tease me into participating in most every event. After three years of immersion, it never gets dull.