American White Pelicans' Heaven - I.

Finally, I reached the Bear River refuge and drove miles and miles 
around the river on the narrow dirt road.
It was early afternoon and the desert was peaceful and comforting.

I didn't see any birds for the first fifteen minutes until I spotted many white birds.

They were so far away that my first thought was that they were Tundra swans.
I was wrong. They were American White pelicans.  The colony of them.

And a well established colony with rules and busy activity.

Some pelicans were fishing for food, other were resting and napping

and the most active sometimes were flying.


I stayed with pelicans until sunset.

I watched them, took pictures and was incredibly happy

that even didn't pay attention to clouds of mosquitos and other insects circling over me.

Fortunately, I survived and wasn't bitten by them.


I also saw grebes. There were plenty of them.

And I was lucky, I saw one Tundra swan and that was a big surprise

because at this time of year Tundra swans supposed to be on their way to Arctic.


Did this Tundra swan decide to stay at Bear River refuge

or it was still early to migrate and there were many of swans somewhere around

Bear River?