After hanging out with Dick and Gerry for a bit, I decided to get out of their hair so they could pack and headed up the Salt River in search of the lingering Red-breasted Sapsucker, a rare visitor from California. As luck would have it, I ran into a group of gals who had just seen the bird so at least I knew the general location. After about a half hour wait it reappeared.
Other places birded along this road included Granite Reef, Phon D. Sutton, Coon Bluff, Saguaro Lake, and Butcher Jones. The lake had both Eared and Western Grebes. Six Bald Eagles were playing over Coon Bluff and I found a Gray Flycatcher there as well. The snow on the mountains created some dramatic landscapes.
Of course one of my favorites is Red Mountain standing high above the Salt River.
