Western Grebe Gallery

Close but Different
One nice thing about my visit to Bosque del Apache was getting to watch both Western and Clark's grebes up close. The species are very similar in appearance but up close the most distinctive difference is more apparent. On the western grebe (first picture), the black on the head dips below the eye, on the Clark's grebe (second picture) it does not.
A Western grebe rests in the water at Bosque del Apache National Wildlife Refuge
A Clark's grebe preens in the water at Bosque del Apache National Wildlife Refuge
Western grebe at Baskett Slough National Wildlife Refuge
Time Off
Due to a shutdown at work in October of 2001, I had a week off and decided to spend as much time as possible at some of the local wildlife refuges. The timing wasn't ideal, as it rained frequently, the light was poor, and it was too early for the wintering wildfowl to have arrived.

Nevertheless, one delight from that week was watching this western grebe over several days at Baskett Slough National Wildlife Refuge, a favorite of mine at the time. The grebe was nonplussed by the rain, not surprising for a creature that spends so much of its life on or under the water. The little splashes in the water are from the rain, but the drops on the grebe's back are not. The grebe had just surfaced briefly before dipping back under the water.

Western grebe with a fish in its mouth at Baskett Slough National Wildlife Refuge
Dinner Time
This is the same grebe from above. Althought I had taken some pictures of it on previous days, on this day I positioned myself to get a better view and spent about four hours in one spot, watching everything that came and went, including a flyby from a peregrine falcon. The grebe would fish over large parts of the pond, and occasionally come close enough to allow me to to take its picture, but only stayed on the surface for a brief period of time. Near the end of the day, it came quite close and I took a few pictures before it quickly dived under the water. To my surprise, this time it came up with a fish in its bill. The fish struggled but there was no escape. It was soon gone as was the grebe, back under the water and searching for more.

It was getting late and with the heavy clouds rolling in, my light was gone and so was I. The grebe had its dinner and it was time for mine.


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April 15, 2010