From a small town to a big city...
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A Birding Blog
By Jared Conaway
From a small town to a big city...
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...That you haven't seen that Wednesday post I got hyped about. You see guys, I can say, "And stay tuned for tomorrow!" But... Sometimes, things happen, turning your beloved tomorrow into a long, numb, ice-pack-on-your-foot day. Here's last Wednesday's please-feel-sorry-for-Jared story:
All was going according to plan, my fellow stints, but plans change. It was a perfect start to my morning. I got up great, I had enough time to grab an apple before Caleb came, I had my birding stuff ready and packed up the previous night. My wonderful green apple was in the kitchen, I was just at the exit of the living room. I took a few steps forward, and... and... I feel a tack stab my pinkie toe. Except, this tack was a deadly one. It was bigger than a tack, but still small. Yellow, eight legs, it had a tail, and narrow claws. Welcome to the Conaway's, we have a bit of a Bark Scorpion problem. The Barkie happens to be the deadliest scorpion here in the America that is north. As soon as I saw it, which was after it stung me, I rushed to my parents' room, knocked on the door loud and fast, to make sure to wake them up, and said those 6 sad words: "I got stung by a scorpion." So we got ice on it, lotion, and good old benadryl, that latter 2 to relieve allergies in case I have any, which I didn't. So, 30 minutes in, I called up Caleb to cancel our epic 6-7 hour Tres Rios + B&M adventure. I had an extremely numb foot and half my leg all day. Every time I took a step, I felt like I was being shocked. Basically like my leg was asleep, except on a more painful scale. Then came the next day. All better. It felt like it never even happened. Also, I didn't have to go to the hospital, so round of applause everyone. We were to try again Friday. Caleb had to cancel. So Saturday we were going to meet at GRPs to see if any pelagics blew in because of hurricane Bud. Caleb accidentally slept in, and I hung out waiting for him to show. I didn't want to start walking around the ponds without him, so I hung out around the parking area for a while. Caleb is forgiven, but guess what? We left at 7:00, but at 8:00, Steve Hosmer came and found 5 Forster's Terns. And... 1 Common Tern, both lifers that were more than likely present when I was there, and the later of which the hardest of Arizona's regularly-occurring terns to obtain. Also, guess what? Terns are mean. They up & leave the same day they arrive. For Friday & Saturday, not Caleb's fault, he's an awesome person. I blame Saturday's terns. And of course, the legendary Bark Scorpion attack on Wednesday canceled some upcoming legit 7 hours of birding awesomeness for Jared Conaway. Lastly guys, no birding this week, excluding the weekend, because I am helping with Day Camp at my church here in Phoenix. So stay tuned for my next birding adventure, that is not to be canceled by a scorpion sting or anything else. Buy guys!
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