There are a few early flying dragonflies that you need to brave the biting bugs for, Uhler’s Sundragon is one and it is supposedly present in the vast Mont Tremblant provincial park somewhere. The weather looked OK at 19C and there was the possibility of seeing, or more likely hearing, a few of the boreal species for the year list. Park Mont Tremblant is a true asset with its rambling trails, little back country tracks and waters of varying sizes. What there is not is some sort of published guide to the different habitats within the park and so it really is a just a case of going where you know or chancing some unknown gravel track.
We had some success and some failures. We probably saw the sundragon but not down and not for long enough to confirm. Other species were in abundance, especially Chalk-fronted Corporal. The birds were tricky, we heard Boreal Chickadee and Grey Jay plus we saw a few of the commoner warblers and enjoyed a Swainson’s Thrush chorus late on. There were a few photo opportunities, the results of which are below. It was pleasing to get some good shots of Springtime Darner, a species that I had not seen perched before and quite a distinctive one.
One odd thing was the presence of a discharged Bear spray on one of the quieter spots we visit, we have never seen Black Bear at Tremblant although there have been the odd set of tracks around the Lac Escalier trails from time to time. You wonder what the story was and whether the owner of the Bear spray also owned the car parked where there are no obvious trails?
The week ahead looks uneventful as May winds down but you never know, usually June produces a few overshoots and perhaps this year one one of the more exotic visitors will be in our area and not in some far flung spot at the end of Gaspe.
We were on the trail at Lac Atocos and there were a few Swainson’s Thrushes singing. We stopped for a look and photos and managed a few before three people, a couple and the mother of one of them, came along the track. We stepped over to one side to let them pass and continued to look into the vegetation for the now calling thrush. The three stopped and stood right behind us peering into the bushes too, not birders, just out for a walk in unsuitable clothing. Had they asked what we were doing we would have been happy to say and even try to point out the thrush but no, they just kept peering in. Eventually we just walked off confident that we had encountered, in the flesh, the same type of idiots that cause traffic jams because they slow down to look at fender benders every single time.