The other day on our walk down Horseshoe Lake Road we heard the strange “grackle/gobbling” sound of Sandhill Cranes. While we couldn’t see them, there seemed to be two groups of them, one on each arm of Horseshoe Lake. As we walked, one flock took flight and flew over toward the second group.
Maybe they were here, but I don’t remember seeing any Sandhills during the first 25 years of our living in the Robson Valley. Their presence is certainly more obvious now. Many of them are just passing through during their migration, but some do spend the summer and raise their young in the Valley.
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