
And now, the ash cloud. All of British air space is closed, as is most of Northern Europe. I feel really sorry for all of those stranded travelers.
The Icelanders themselves seem like nice people, though. Kim and I had a great time when we visited in 2005, including playing at the bridge club in Reykjavik. I suppose we can't really blame them for the ash cloud. Their volcanoes typically do a lot more damage to themselves, such as burying whole towns in hot lava. One of these days, it would be nice to go back and spend more time there. Though I think we may have to wait until the day that a tiny hotel room, about the size of a couchette on a train, costs less than $200.
Meanwhile, on a more positive note, I joined a Carlisle birding group this evening in quest of the American Woodcock. I've seen its cousin, the (Eurasian) woodcock, doing its special display flight, called "roding", in England. But I had never seen the American version. The display of this bird is reminiscent of the skylark. Starting with quite loud "peeps" on the ground, the male flies up making a twittering sound, and then flies back down again with repeated chirps. Although not technically a "lek", the idea is similar. The females watch these crepuscular displays at a distance and will choose to mate with the male they like the most. We had an excellent view of a male, just about 40 feet away, who did several flights.. It was a dull cloudy day so, given that the sun had set (as required) the image was dim. But Tom, our leader, had a telescope which showed us quite a lot of detail, including the enormous bill. It was a truly magical moment.
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