Western Grebes paired up

A couple of days ago, I was so torn as to whether or not to accept an invite from my friend, Pam, to take a drive SE of the city. I really, really wanted to go, even more so as I have barely been out for ages. However, I am running out of time to get certain things done, and also I was concerned that if I slightly moved in a 'wrong' way, my knees would give way or my rotator cuffs and lower back would become even more painful. Not what I need, especially right now. In the end, I decided that, yes, I would go after all, and I am so glad that I made that decision.

We started off at Frank Lake, a place that is very familiar to both of us. We knew that Grebes were being seen and we both hoped they would be there yesterday morning. This pair of Western Grebes were so far away, but the little Nikon B700 zoomed in well, even though the photo is far from sharp and detailed. Much, much closer than with my old, much loved Panasonic FZ200. In fact, I gave up using the FZ200 and just kept my fingers crossed that the new B700 would give me at least a few photos that were good enough to keep. I am still having the problem of image shift on some of the shots - photo jumps upward, downward or to one side, cutting off parts of birds and resulting in ridiculous compositions. At Frank Lake, I could rest both elbows on a very sturdy window ledge, making it impossible for normal, self-created camera shake to happen. Image shift still happened with some of the photos.

I think I only have one previous photo of a Western Grebe on my photostream. I don't see them very often and when I do, they are so far away.

Anyway, we were very fortunate that this pair of Western Grebes was visible, even if very distant. We watched as they did a bit of their mating dance, including when each bird gathered a beak full of wet, rotting plant material and went face to face in an amorous gesture. These birds also swam off separately, giving us a few chances for further shots. Still at the blind, we were so lucky when a pair of Eared Grebes came close enough to capture a shot or two of their mating dance. Not the best shots at this location, but certainly better than nothing. The Yellow-headed Blackbird in the next photo was also seen at this location.

By the way, the blind is surrounded by lake and flood water! Parts of the boardwalk were under 5" or 6" of water, through which we had to wade. If you do go, make sure you concentrate, or you might find yourself swimming in the lake!
Elsewhere in the whole SE area, there was a lot of water in some of the fields, creating what I suspect will turn out to be only temporary sloughs.

A few of the other birds we saw yesterday at various places included a few dozen Swans; plenty of Northern Shovelers; several Western Meadowlarks; a Great Horned Owl and her little white, fuzzy owlet, sitting on a distant nest; and a Ferruginous Hawk female lying down in her nest. Of course, the usual suspects included Canada Geese, Mallards, and so on.

When it came time to leave Frank Lake, I had assumed we would then start on the drive back to the city. Instead, Pam surprised me by saying that we would go further south - and further south we definitely went! Made such a great day. Thanks so much, Pam, for this treat - greatly appreciated.