From Island to Peninsula

Yesterday, after I’d spent three weeks banding birds on Metinic Island, a Fish and Wildlife boat showed up to transport our crew back to the Maine mainland. So I’m once again in the land of cars, flushing toilets, and lobster lunches.

I’m not done here, though. Metinic Island may be closed for the year, but I’ll spend the next ten days extending the season at another bird banding station called Petit Manan point, a couple hours up the coast, working with my good friend Ed (who I last saw in Costa Rica last winter). We’re occupying a tiny trailer on a windswept coastal peninsula, hoping to catch lots more songbirds and, probably, lots of saw-whet owls. At least, if it ever stops raining…