The drive out was nice, and I spotted a wild bald eagle on the way in, which is always cool no matter how many times you see them. We got into the park area and I had only taken a few bird shots when I realized I was out of batteries and had forgotten to take extras. Figures. So I drove back to Byron and found a gas station with batteries, and got back about 30 minutes later. The light had changed by that point and was pretty severe as the sun set, so a lot of these photos are unfortunately over-contrasty and full of yucky shadows. I'm planning to go back on Thursday to try for different lighting.
The Oxbow center keeps native species that are un-releasable for one reason or another, so many of the raptors for instance have severely broken wings or eye problems. It's really quite depressing--combined with the fact that all the enclosures are built with the same iron fencing, it just adds to the overall feeling of hopelessness. The whole time I was admiring the critters, I was wishing that I had seen them wild instead. Someday, I hope. They did have those elusive turkeys, though, which I was glad to photograph. They have these fantastic neck feathers that move all the time.
In spite of the depressing situation of some of the animals, I did find that the red foxes and the bobcat still had a strong personality (granted, it was a prissy arrogant personality, but it was still great) and were interested in watching me as well. Of course, with an outdoor park and in 20 degree weather, I was pretty much the only person there besides the center attendant. I was probably the most interesting thing that happened to them in several days. I got some pics of the bobcat and foxes that I hope to find a way to work into paintings of some sort.
They have a rather young cougar there, as far as I can tell. He was gorgeous, though. He already had his thick winter coat in and a huge ruffed neck, which I just love on a cougar. I have a thing for big cats, and it was fun to just stand there and stare with him staring back. He was pretty content to just lie on his ledge, but I must have shot every inch of him anyways. Big predators are severely over-painted and often kitchy, but I'd love to paint him anyway.
Oxbow isn't just the zoo center, it's also a large reserve of land for several miles with lots of hiking trails and the zumbro river running through most of it. It was getting darker (and colder) as I left, but I snagged a few shots of the river and a pretty cool frozen spring that I think are promising. I'll investigate more when I go back. I'll probably wear a face mask next time too, because I came away with some pretty nasty wind-burn and borderline-frostbite in my toes, which wasn't so pleasant. Different boots next time.Sketchies in the next update!
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