When I first laid eyes on them it took my breath away. Their pattern of feathers is delightfully improbably and gorgeous. The male's chestnut-red side feathers are glorious in the sunlight and that head is just downright spectacular. I mean, it has a prefect circle on it made of feathers! Even the female in her more subdued camouflaging of feathers is quite a remarkable creature to behold and moves through the rough water with remarkable ease.
Because once again there they were!!
But this time there were more than a dozen of them perched on the rocks in mid-stream or swim-walking up the rushing current. The males bobbing their beautiful heads at each other. The females standing by looking unimpressed by all the bobbing.
Its interesting how much chance and timing is involved in witnessing some of these wonders of nature. I think Matt and I have found a new May tradition.