Living in NYC, it is easy to forget that “city” doesn’t necessarily mean that there is no wild life. New Yorkers tend to think that urban wildlife is limited to rats, strays and roaches. Of course there is the occasional conversation about the return of coyotes (http://nymag.com/news/features/coyotes-2014-2/) or the hatching of baby red tailed hawks (http://nypost.com/2014/05/27/camera-captures-birth-of-red-tailed-hawks-on-window-ledge/) but most the wildlife and animal news in New York is not good.
A few years ago someone was caught trying to sell a live shark on the subway (http://gothamist.com/2012/07/11/man_spotted_selling_live_shark_on_t.php). Last month a dead bear cub was found in central park (http://nypost.com/2014/10/06/black-bear-cub-found-dead-in-central-park/). Last week goat heads were found hanging from a pole in Park Slope, Brooklyn (http://newyork.cbslocal.com/2014/11/04/goat-heads-found-hanging-from-telephone-pole-in-park-slope/). these are the kind of weird animal stories that New Yorkers are used to.
On a recent trip to Colorado I spent some time in Denver and was pleasantly surprised to find that wildlife is alive and well within city limits. From birds to deer to bison the area was rich with wildlife. I hope you enjoy my photos below.
Oh hello there, deer.
Taking flight in Denver
Last week a traveled to San Clemente, CA for a wedding. San Clemente is a mid-sized town between Los Angeles and San Diego. Its know for its coastal views, surfing and as the headquarters for Rainbow Sandals. Essentially, its a surf town.
Sunset in San Clemente
Being that I was still on East Coast time, I woke up way too early on Friday and went in search of good coffee and breakfast. The first place we stopped was supposed to have already opened, but clearly they were on surf time and were still prepping for the day. So, I landed at a busy donut shop called Surfin’ Donuts, of course.
Afterwards, we thought I’d take a drive to the waterfront to check out the scenery and get some fresh air. After a quick left turn I found myself on a hilly windy road, which gave way to a view of the San Clemente pier.
San Clemente Pier
Though the pier provided beautiful views, it was also totally infested with birds. Now, I don’t mind a few seagulls or pelicans. But this was different. There where hundreds upon hundreds of pigeons. As we started to walk down the pier, they were take flight and a few would make like they were going to dive bomb us. This happened every few steps. Fear got the best of us before we could make it to the end, but it was a very long pier…
… but it was worth it for the sunrise views.
Sunrise in San Clemente
I am kind of afraid of birds, but this birdhouse was so perfect I had to share it. The roof is made of a vintage copy of One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest and the entrance is a mockup of the cover page of an early edition of the book.