Nico, A Great Golden Retriever

by Dee Hudson Photography

These are very sad days in the Hudson household, for our furry and loyal companion passed away early yesterday morning. The house feels empty, which is a testament to what an important presence he has been in our home for the past twelve years. I tear–up off and on all day, as I dearly miss him. Then I smile as I remember him and all his adventures with our family. This blog entry will be my tribute to a very special soul that came into our lives and brought us great joy and memories.

Puppy

Young Nico looks ready for a nap. 2003

I know I am biased, but there are very few creatures more precious and adorable than a Golden Retriever puppy. Our guy was a Christmas puppy. He was born in November 2003 and was ready to go home with his new family in December. Our three boys did not suspect “who” their Christmas gift was going to be that year, as we packed them into the mini–van and sped toward Michigan to bring our precious new family member home. Amazingly, my husband and I kept our exciting surprise from the kids until we were almost there.

Puppies chew on fingers

My son, Ben, offers his fingers as chew toys for the puppies.

In our home, we love our pets dearly. The moment they become ours, they are cherished and become members of the family. Every day we spent time with Nico — there were walks, games of fetch in the backyard, car rides, obedience classes, loving pets to the head and tummy and family vacations.

An obedience–trained dog makes the best pet. Not only did Nico love the training and attention, but the discipline he learned made him a wonderful dog to us and to our entire neighborhood. Who doesn’t like a dog that will not jump up on you in greeting? How about a dog that will resist plated food on the floor during a living room picnic? Nothing is better than a dog that will sit in position until you tell him he can break his stay. Yes, as a smart boy, he learned many tricks. I think my favorite obedience memory was his rapid response  to the command “Down.” At this single word, no dog flattened to the ground in an instant like Nico. His legs would splay out like a frog and he would gaze up, expectantly awaiting the next command.

One year old Golden Retriever

Nico at 1 year old

I am an “outdoor girl” and it was in nature that Nico and I spent a lot of time together. There were many walks together through the forest preserves of DuPage County — especially the mile–long trails around Hidden Lake. He and I loved being in the backyard and we would stay outside long hours together. He would often keep me company as I worked in my garden.

Golden Retrieve Dog face

What a beautiful boy!

Nico was wonderful at so many things, but I have to admit that he was a terrible swimmer. Everyone said so. How does a dog not know how to dog–paddle? I cannot explain it, but he could not keep his front legs under water, so he swam badly, with lots of splashing. Despite his poor swimming technique, he spent hours in and on the lake at the family vacation home in northern Wisconsin. He regularly road in the pontoon boat, with his head hanging over the edge and his long tongue lolling out of his mouth. Nico even insisted (with lots of barks) on riding in the paddle boat with his family.

Golden Retriever Head Shot

Nico at the lake

The Northwoods was definitely a favorite place for both humans and dogs. Nico ran free on acres of land and fetched sticks from the lake for hours. In the photo below, Nico waits for his human family to join him for a walk to the lake.

Golden Retriever in the Woods

Notice Nico’s curly fur below his tail? I affectionately refer to these curls as his “butt–locks!” Every six months these curls and his fast–growing chest hair required a trim. Nico also developed his “hobbit feet” if we did not trim all the fur between his toes.

This is a hike along Bearskin Trail. Nico says, “The muddier, the better.” What is the lesson learned here? Always, always carry clean–up towels in the car!

A muddy Golden Retreiver

A romping, muddy hike along Bearskin Trail in northern Wisconsin.

In the summer of 2014, my son bought a German Shepherd puppy. Let the fun begin! Nico and Loki played for hours. Young Loki was great company and kept Nico young, while Nico taught Loki how to be a great dog. They played chase and struggled over sticks and bones — bacon–flavored Nylabones tasted the best!

A German Shepherd puppy plays with an adult Golden Retriever

Nico and Loki

What a great dog! He was a wonderful companion to all of us for years. So, four months ago when Nico’s esophagus could no longer move dry food down to his stomach like it used to, we blended his meals to powder and added water so that it would slide down his throat — with gravity’s help. When two large meals were too much to eat at one time, we gave him four small meals throughout the day. When food would no longer stay down on its own, we gave him medicine that kept it down. When he struggled to stand and walk outside, we double–teamed him to help him out. When he breathed his last breath on this earth, we were there to stroke him and keep him company. This was the least we could do for the dog that had been our loyal and faithful companion for all these years._MG_6551

Below is a favorite image I captured of Nico gazing out over a Birch Lake sunrise in northern Wisconsin. This is how I will picture him now . . . always at peace. Farewell to our faithful canine friend — you will be missed.

Dog Gazes at Sunrise

Nico, November 9, 2003-February 21, 2016

A special thanks to Dr. Grover, the Friendly Vet, for working with Nico through all these years. I could not recommend a better veterinarian!!

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Winter Overseed

by Dee Hudson Photography and Jay Stacy

My alarm blares before sunrise and I quickly pull on my five layers of clothing for my upper body, my two pairs of socks, my face mask, my thermal underwear and jeans, and my North Face boots. I am now prepared to help overseed a prairie planting on this cool winter morning!

Dressed in layers for the winter when I photograph or work in prairie restoration.

Dressed in layers for the winter when I photograph or work in prairie restoration.

There is a slight cloud cover this morning and the temperatures are in the upper twenties — perfect conditions for what we need to do. I meet Jay Stacy, a land steward for Nachusa, at the Headquarters at 8 am. Jay is all prepared to overseed a 16-acre restoration that he first planted in the Fall of 2012. He has mixed 270 pounds of collected seeds* and placed them in eight 40–gallon barrels, already strapped into the back of a truck bed.

Bill Kleiman (Preserve Director) and Jay review the Kubota tractor operation and safety precautions before we depart. To do my part in keeping safe, I must make sure that I never stand behind or in front of the wheels when I help Jay. Getting squashed under a tractor tire is not on my agenda for the day, so I will follow this advice!

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Jay Stacy overseeds his 2012 prairie restoration.

My job is to transport the seed out to the field, while Jay drives the tractor. To overseed with the tractor, rather than hand–seeding the entire field, Jay waited until the weather conditions were just right. The ground needed to be frozen to drive the tractor across the surface, as to not damage this beautiful restoration planting. So, Jay planned this overseed to follow four nights sub zero weather, on a day when the temperatures would then reach the low 30’s (so he did not freeze to death on the tractor!). The two inches of snow cover across the field just added a nice cushion.

Jay Stacy, with the first load of seed in the pendulum seed spreader.

Jay Stacy with the first load of seed in the pendulum seed spreader.

The Seed Mixture
This is the 2nd winter overseed for this planting, the 1st occurring in the 2013 winter. For this overseed, Jay prepared three separate mixes, gauged to the soil type and drainage of the various parts of the restoration. The mixes contain forbs, sedges, non–dominant grasses and 40 pounds of Little Bluestem grass. Generous amounts of Leadplant (Amorpha canescens) and Northern Prairie Dropseed (Sporobolus heterolepis) were in all three mixes.

Three 40–gallon barrels of overseed sit next to a restored prairie.

40–gallon barrels hold the prairie seed.

Mix 1
This mix targets gravel soils and contains species like: Downy Yellow Painted Cup (Castilleja sessiliflora), Purple Prairie Clover (Petalostemum (Dalea) purpureum), and Pale Purple Coneflower (Echinacea pallida).

Purple Prairie Clover in bloom

Purple Prairie Clover

Mix 2
One area in the planting turns out to be wetter than first thought in 2012, so plants that like the wetter side of mesic** were added to this mix. Some of the moisture–loving plants included are Mountain Mint (Pycnanthemum virginianum), Golden Alexanders (Zizia aurea), Rattlesnake Master (Eryngium yuccifolium) Gayfeather (Liatris Pycnostachya), and Tall Coreopsis (Coreopsis tripteris).

Gayfeather flowers with a stormy sky in the background.

Gayfeather

Mix 3
One area in the 16–acre planting has sandy soil, so Jay created an overseed mix with some of these plants: Prairie Coreopsis (Coreopsis palmata), Western Sunflower, (Helianthus occidentalis) and White Aster (Aster ptarmicoides).

Leadplant and Prairie Coreopsis blooming together.

Leadplant and Prairie Coreopsis

Pulling a pendulum spreader behind the tractor, the overseed planting was finished in early afternoon with a good seed distribution across all three areas. Jay accomplished all the overseed work while I provided him with coffee, lunch, a warm truck and some comic relief.

Seeds rest on top of snow from an overseed for prairie restoration.

The newly spread seeds dot the snow.

Seed Collection
While Jay collected the majority of seed, his efforts were greatly enhanced with the assistance of Tim Sherck, Jeff Cologna, Sheryl Honig, Tim Know, and yours truly. I cannot speak for the others, but I find seed collecting to be fun and relaxing, especially as we collect together. Also, seed collection is very rewarding, for when I see the new restorations in bloom, with butterflies, birds and bison savoring my efforts, I know I have done my part to restore the land back to its native state.

If you want to volunteer at Nachusa Grasslands, check the website for opportunites and the Saturday workday schedule.

* All forb seed weights represent the weight of a processed product, thus seed head & stem weight are included in the weight. All grasses (like Side–oats Grama, Little Bluestem, and Northern Prairie Dropseed) are pure seed weights.
**Mesic is a type of habitat that has a moderate level of moisture, midway between dry and wet.

 

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Where are all the Weeds?

by Dee Hudson Photography

This prairie field has very few weeds because the steward that tends this unit has excellent weed management! I am part of this exceptional weed removal and I love the results!!! Look at the different beautiful plants blooming!! I see pink Pale Purple Coneflowers . . . yellow False Sunflowers . . . and white Quinine flowers.

The Prairie in Bloom at Nachusa Grasslands

The Prairie in bloom at Nachusa Grasslands.

One of my jobs as a volunteer steward at Nachusa Grasslands is to remove weeds from the prairie fields. For me, this is a familiar task. Growing up in rural Minnesota, my summers as a young girl were always spent helping my father remove the agricultural weeds from his soybean fields. At Nachusa Grasslands, I remove different weeds, but the process is one that is very familiar.

Red Clover Flower

Red Clover Flower

This summer, with the wettest June in Illinois history, one weed has really popped up in great numbers — the Red Clover (Trifolium pretense). The Red Clover is a non–native plant, first introduced in our country to provide food for farm animals. The purplish–pink flower head on the Red Clover is very pretty and one of the colors we scan for as we search for these weeds.

The Red Clover leaves have a light–colored

The Red Clover leaves have a light–colored “Chevron–shaped” pattern.

When the clover is not blooming, it is much trickier to find the plants and the hunt for the Red Clover becomes more like a ‘Where’s Waldo?’ exercise. Thank goodness the leaves are very distinctive! My steward taught me to look for the light colored ‘chevron–shape’ pattern on the leaves.

Jay Finds a Red Clover to Remove

Jay finds a Red Clover in his 2009 Gobbler Ridge planting.

Hello Jay! This is Jay Stacy, the land steward I regularly help and the steward of this prairie field (Gobbler Ridge) we are weed managing today. As we transect Jay’s 2009 prairie planting, we are mainly searching for Red Clover and Sweet Clover. The Red Clover flower heads are beginning to turn brown and if we do not remove them soon, the clover will begin to drop its seeds and then we will have many more to remove next year. In the photo above, Jay has located a Red Clover for removal.

Cutting the Red Clover With Scissors

The Red Clover is cut off close to the ground.

Jay gathers all the stems together first, which is tricky, because the stems tend to spread out into the surrounding prairie plants. Once all the stems have all been brought together, the clover is cut close to the ground.

Applying Herbicide to the Clover Stem

Jay carefully applies herbicide to the clover stem with a paintbrush.

Jay carefully applies herbicide to the clover stem with a paintbrush, being careful not to touch the brush to any of the nearby prairie plants.

Carrying the Red Clover from the Field

Jay transports the Red Clover seeds out of the prairie in a bucket.

This Red Clover plant has to be removed from the prairie so none of the seeds in the mature flower heads plant themselves. We collect the Red Clovers into a bucket and transport them completely out of the prairie to our central weed pile.

Red Clover Weeded from the Prairie

Red Clover collected in one morning.

Whew! Look at all the Red Clover we collected in one morning!! The clover fills the entire truck bed!

Red Clover Spreads

When Red Clover is left in a new prairie planting, it quickly multiplies.

This photo above illustrates what happens when the red clover is not weed managed. As you see, the clover quickly multiplies and begins to crowd out the natives plants and the plant diversity becomes lost — I mainly see Red Clover in the photo above. One of the reasons I love to photograph and explore the prairie at Nachusa Grasslands is to discover all the unique individual forb (flowering plants) and grass species that I never have the chance to see anywhere else.

When you are an ‘outdoor girl,’ there is nothing more satisfying than spending the day in a beautiful prairie searching for weeds. The work is physical, as you walk back and forth across the fields, constantly bending down to the ground to remove the weeds. However, there are some pretty ‘sweet’ rewards! While laboring, I pause to enjoy the raspy call of the Dickcissel (dick-dick-cissel) ,the call of the near–threatened Henslow’s Sparrow or I enjoy a quick glimpse of a Monarch Butterfly caterpillar on a milkweed.

Dickcissel, a grassland bird

A grassland bird called the Dickcissel.

Monarch Butterfly Caterpillar

Monarch Butterfly caterpillar on a Common Milkweed

Come visit the prairie at Nachusa Grasslands and enjoy the fruits of my labor and see what treasures you can find!!!

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Searching for Grassland Bird Nests

by Dee Hudson Photography

It is 6:30 am on a Wednesday morning, and I am walking miles across prairie grasslands, waving a long stick. What am I doing, you ask? Well, I volunteered to help NIU Master’s student, Heather Herakovich, locate grassland bird nests at Nachusa Grasslands. Heather’s research studies how bison are impacting grassland bird nest density and survivorship. In her research, Heather compares the land that bison now roam to non–bison grassland plantings. The various bison/non–bison fields in her comparison study were remnant or restored in similar years.

Heather gave me my own ‘search stick,’ (light–weight and about a meter long) and my job was to space myself a few feet from her and gently wave and probe the vegetation in front of me as I walked forward. The task is not too complicated for me and is actually rather relaxing on this beautiful morning. There were three of us that morning, (Heather, Jessica Fliginger & I) and we walked in transects (long straight lines) trying to flush birds from their nests. We spent two hours on each designated field in the study.

Heather Herakovich Searches for Grassland Birds

Heather and Jessica walk through the dead vegetation in an unburned prairie planting, searching for bird nests with their search sticks.

Heather and Jessica use binoculars to search for grassland birds.

Heather and Jessica search for grassland birds.

First, we walked for two hours in an unburned field in the Hook Larson Unit. It was harder to walk through this unit, since last years standing dead vegetation was all underfoot. However, the Henslow’s Sparrow prefers to build its nest in this dense layer of dead grass and plants and I would love to find this bird nesting here. During our two–hour walk, we did not find any Henslow’s nests, but we did hear them calling and we spotted a few with our binoculars. This was pretty exciting for me to hear so many Henslow’s in this field, because the conservation status of this grassland bird is listed as ‘near threatened’ by IUCN.

 

Searching for Grassland Bird Nests

This field was control–burned, making it much easier to hike through and search for bird nests.

After two hours of hiking back and forth, back and forth, we found ZERO nests in the unburned field. Yeah, if research were easy, I suppose everyone would be doing it! I was a little disappointed, but mid–May was still early in the nesting season, so more nests could be spotted in future weeks. So, we headed to the next field in Heather’s study, Hook Larson West. This field was quite different from the one we had just walked, for it had been managed with a controlled burn. The ground here was very easy to see and also easy to traverse, with young prairie plants only several inches high.

An Abandoned Lark Sparrow Nest

An abandoned Lark Sparrow nest built next to a stiff goldenrod (Solidago rigida).

Our first task was to relocate a Lark Sparrow nest that Heather had found only three days before. When Heather finds a nest, she takes a GPS reading so she can easily find the nest throughout the season. We followed the GPS reading, but no mother bird flushed from the nest when we approached. Hmmm . . . not a good sign. In fact, we searched for the nest for a bit, already suspecting it had been abandoned. Our first clue that there had been trouble was a lone Lark Sparrow egg on the ground in the nest area, with a hole in the egg — probably caused by a predator. When we finally located the nest, it was empty, clearly abandoned. Now that the nest is empty, on her next visit, Heather will return to this nest with a Robel pole and quadrat to quantify the density of vegetation around the nest (ie. how visible the nest may be to aerial predators) and to quantify the plant composition around the nest.

An Eastern Gray or Cope’s Gray tree frog.

An Eastern Gray or Cope’s Gray tree frog rests on a prairie plant.

While searching for the nest around the GPS coordinates, I made a fun discovery and spotted a tree frog in the vegetation — either a Eastern Gray or a Cope’s Gray.

A Lark Sparrow egg held in a hand.

A close–up view of a Lark Sparrow egg we found on the ground. It looks like an artist spattered and drizzled paint on one end of the egg. The markings create a great camouflage in the grassland.

While transecting this unburned unit, we heard the insect–like call of the Grasshopper Sparrow and the song of the Dickcissel. We also saw a Killdeer several times, but not its nest. There was a lone Lark Sparrow egg found on the ground, but no more nests were spotted until the very end of our time in that field. I actually flushed the female out of the vegetation and first spotted the nest. Very exciting!

A Lark Sparrow nest with four eggs.

Three Lark Sparrow eggs and one Brown–headed Cowbird egg are found in the nest. The Cowbird does not build a nest, but rather lays her eggs in other bird’s nests and allows that bird to raise the young Cowbird.

Once the nest was found, Heather had to work quickly, so the mother was not away from the nest too long. Heather instructed us to not touch any vegetation near the nest with our hands, only using our search sticks to move the plants. Something I learned from Heather that morning is that predators can follow our scents to locate the bird nests, so we have to be careful and leave as little as possible.

The mother left the nest so quickly, but Heather noticed the bird’s tail feathers and believes the identity can be confirmed as a Lark Sparrow. There were four eggs in the nest and three eggs appeared to be from a Lark Sparrow, while the last egg was from a Cowbird. We glanced at the nest contents quickly, snapped a few photos, and then walked a good distance away from the nest to record the important data. Heather keeps track of the species, the date & time, the number of eggs, the number of young & whether the mother was on or off of the nest.

A Red–Winged Blackbird Nest

The Red–winged Blackbird built its nest in a glade mallow (Napaea dioica), a native prairie plant.

Before we parted for the day, Heather took Jessica and I to see another nest found in the Sand Farm planting. This nest belonged to a Red–winged Blackbird.

A Red–winged Blackbird nest with four eggs.

A peek inside the nest reveals four eggs.

If you would like to volunteer to help Heather search for bird nests or if you are interested to read more about Heather’s research, visit her website at http://www.bios.niu.edu/jones/lab/heather_herakovich.html

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Snowy Owl Released

by Dee Hudson Photography

As a volunteer educator and raptor handler at Willowbrook Wildlife Center, I have observed many wild animals released back to nature after rehabilitation, but never a snowy owl!

Living in Illinois, I do not have many opportunities to see a snowy owl, for their home is in the Arctic tundra. I do not know about you, but the harsh landscape in the arctic is not yet a top destination site for my vacations, so I am unlikely to see many of these owls in the wild. Occasionally snowy owls can be spotted in the Chicago area during the wintertime when some venture to northern Illinois, but I have not had the chance to see one except in rehab or in captivity.

With wings uplifted, a newly released snowy owl flies free.

A newly released snowy owl flies free.

A raptor handler holds a great–horned owl.

Photo by Ken Benjamin

As a raptor handler at Willowbrook Wildlife Center (that is me pictured to the left!!!), I have the opportunity to work with many birds of prey, but out of all the raptors I handle, owls are one of my favorites. I admit that they fascinate me, from their sharp, hissing and clacking beaks, all the way down to their strong–feathered toes. In the photo, I am manning a male great–horned owl that is blind in the left eye. Permanently disabled, this owl has lived at the center since 2005. After manning this bird on my glove for a while, my arm can ache. That makes perfect sense, for the great–horned is the largest owl that lives year–round in Illinois. My arm would be in trouble if I manned a snowy owl though, for it is the largest (heaviest) owl in North America.

Wildlife specialist Rose Augustine, transports the snowy owl to the release location in Pratt's Wayne Woods, while news agencies record the event.

Wildlife specialist Rose Augustine, transports the snowy owl to the release location in Pratt’s Wayne Woods, while the Chicago Tribune’s photographer records the event.

In the above photo, wildlife specialist, Rose Augustine, hefts the snowy owl carrier to the release site at Pratt’s Wayne Woods. This is not an easy feat, for these large owls can weigh up to 6.5 pounds. To reduce stress on the animal, the carrier is kept covered during transport.

Three people vie to photograph a snowy owl.

The snowy owl is a ‘natural celebrity.’

I always enjoy snapping shots of other photographers taking pictures. I love this one. This image reminds me of paparazzi following a celebrity and I must admit, I lined up right behind them for my own shots of this magnificent bird.

A snowy owl sits in its transport carrier before it is released back into the wild.

The first glimpse of the snowy owl as he or she awaits the return to the wild.

Isn’t this a beautiful owl, with its white speckled plumage? How about those piecing yellow eyes? I know if I were the prey, I would run quickly. What do they eat, you ask? The snowy owl’s favorite food is lemmings and they consume about 1600 of these small critters each year. What is a lemming, you wonder? Well, it is a very cute and furry rodent (and I admit, I do like my rodents). To learn more about this arctic rodent, read this article by the Nature Conservancy, “The Amazing Lemming: The Rodent Behind the Snowy Owl Invasion.”

Rose opened the carrier door and the snowy owl just sat in the door opening for about 30 seconds, not moving. Then the owl leaned through the door, glanced in all directions, and took flight.

The snowy owl lifts into the air after it has been released by Willowbrook Wildlife Center.

The rehabbed snowy owl soars out of the carrier.

It is such an exciting moment to see wild animals leave captivity and return back to nature — I never tire of witnessing this sight. This snowy owl was admitted to Willowbrook Wildlife Center at the end of December 2014. A car probably hit the owl, for the bird suffered from skin tears and a fractured wing. While the owl was healing, the wildlife center kept the animal in a small and quiet space. When the fracture was healed, the owl graduated to larger spaces, and then finally to the center’s raptor flight cage, a 100 foot circular flight space that helps the birds develop their muscle tone.

A snowy owl flies away after it is released.

The released snowy owl glides away over the grasses in Pratt’s Wayne Woods.

The owl looked great and completely healed as it flew across the preserve. Since the owl breeds in the arctic during the summer, it should begin its long journey north. Safe and happy trails to you, beautiful bird!

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On a Quest for . . . Bison

by Dee Hudson Photography

So, today I am about to shoot some bison, or rather should I say ‘photograph’ bison?

My alarm blares at 5:00 am. Oh my gosh, I’m a night owl, so waking at this hour is very painful. I only hit the snooze button once, and then I am slowly pulling on all my clothing layers . . . my cold weather biking pants and jersey first . . . jeans and a turtle neck . . . a thick sweater. I stop layering there or I will overheat before I leave the house. I check my packing list, throw my food for the day into my cooler and grab my camera gear compiled the night before. I am out of the house in about 40 minutes — probably my record time, since I am not a morning person.

One stop for coffee and I am on my way to Nachusa Grasslands (90 minutes away), trying to arrive soon after sunrise in order to shoot in some nice morning light. Today I am on a quest to photograph Nachusa’s wild herd for possible use in the preserve’s annual report. In the last few weeks though, the bison and I have never been in the same location at the same time. Today, I’m hoping for success!

I arrive at the preserve around 7:30 am and the morning light is very pretty. The sun is just visible behind a thin layer of clouds — my favorite kind of light! Yikes! The temperature . . .
5 degrees Fahrenheit. . . . brrrrrrrrr!!!! As I exit the car, I pull on another layer — a thin coat that blocks the wind and covers the ‘bum’.

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The bison graze in the fields along Stone Barn road.

I meet my friend and steward, Jay Stacy, at the headquarters barn. Jay already has a vehicle warmed up and ready for our adventure. Jay volunteered to drive me around for the morning and help me search for the bison herd. We are lucky on this cold day, for the herd is grazing in the fields just off of Stone Barn Road. As we pull into the field entrance, the bison pause their eating to look at us. We watch them a view minutes as I adjust my camera settings and look for some good shots. I roll down the truck window and snap a few images. As I exit the truck, the bison turn around and slowly plod away. Rats!

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The bison move to a new grazing spot.

It is soooo cold, that even with hand–warmers in my pockets, I can not stand outside the truck long before my fingers hurt. Before I head back into the truck to warm up, through my telephoto lens I see two males face off and then begin bumping their heads together.

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Two males lower their heads and butt each other.

After lunch we drive back to the field and the bison are still in the same place they were when we left them in the morning. Now, most of the herd is laying down and resting on the side of a hill in the afternoon sun.

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The female standing in profile is one of seven female bison in the herd fitted with GPS collars. These collars collect daily data for researchers.

I was hoping for some nice images of the whole herd, and I was pleased with my success today. Hopefully during my next visit to Nachusa, I will again be in the right place at the right time to enjoy these magnificent animals.

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