On Sunday afternoon, May 25, I spent about two hours walking the dike at
the West "Pond", from both directions. It was low tide, and the former pond
was a large mudflat, with some higher bars on which some Forster's Terns
loafed. Other than those and some foraging sandpipers, it was nearly devoid
On Sunday afternoon, May 25, I spent about two hours walking the dike at
the West Pond, from both directions. It was low tide, and the former pond
was a large mudflat, with some higher bars on which some Forster's Terns
loafed. Other than those and some foraging sandpipers, it was nearly devoid
of
