Thursday, August 04, 2022

The chicks cross the road

I came around a curve in the highway beside Buttle Lake and surprised a pheasant family crossing the road; a hen with three chicks. Lucky I was dawdling along, so I managed to stop without frightening them. They crossed the road and she stood on the side for a while, watching me.

Poor photos, taken through the car window, but the encounter made my day.

The mother and one running chick.

The chicks ran across quickly; their mother took her time. No rush. Two cars stopped now. She knows her value.

She was as interested in me as I was in her.

One brave chick. The other two were half hidden behind leaves.


Al dar una vuelta en la carretera al lado del lago Buttle, me encontré con una famila de faisanes comunes que cruzaban el camino. Por suerte, yo iba despacio así que no les espanté. Cruzaron tranquilamente, y luego ella se quedó largo rato mirándome.

Las fotos no son muy buenas, sacadas como fueron por la ventana del coche, pero el encuentro me hizo feliz.

  1. La madre y uno de los pollitos.
  2. Los pollitos corrían y llegaron primero a la protección de las hojas, pero la madre no se apuró. Ya la esperaban dos coches, pero ella conoce sus derechos. El camino es suyo.
  3. Yo le miraba; ella me miraba con igual interés.
  4. Uno de los pollitos, más valiente que los otros que se escondían tras unas hojas.


  1. Anonymous1:48 am

    This is not a pheasant it is a grouse

  2. What a fun capture!
    (ツ) from Jenn Jilks , ON, Canada!


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