Been hunting closer to home this year via canoe. Wife and I heading out again this afternoon.
Yesterday I was downriver calling and glassing from a little bluff overlooking an old set of beaver ponds.
Half hour or so later the gnats were ferocious and I was kicking myself in the butt for forgetting the headnet still in my pack in the canoe and wishing I had a good cigar to smoke to keep the bugs at bay, when a flock of juncos came from downriver, several dozen, landing in all the nearby spruce and birch on the bluff edge, making that distinctive chirp/nit sound. They were all around me with some right at my feet in the little spruce before me, for 30 seconds or so when they all dove off the bluff and down to the trees in the beaver sloughs.
But what was odd was right when they all took off together a new flock of about the same amount flew in, like it was some kind of organized deal. This went on for about five minutes and I was just sitting there with a huge smile on my face and thinking "wow, this just made my day!" Another weird thing was that the last flock of juncos had a fair amount of boreal chickadees (they stay here overwinter whereas the juncos don't) mixed in and they took off in tandem too with the juncos.
Spent a couple hours up there, didn't see any moose, and on the way back down you have to cross an old beaver dam to get back to the woods leading to the river, and I spied perhaps the most amazing telltale sign of our recent flood I'd yet seen. Check this pic out...camera is at level of beaver dam and I'm standing next to a birch that has a full coating of drift around it's circumference all the way up to the flood's water line well above my head.
We didn't get to tool around during the flood, you couldn't have paid me enough money to go out with the boat in that kind of waves and water, and in getting around hunting this fall I've seen other things similar to this and sure wish I could have been to some of these places to see the raging floodwaters going through. To be that high up this tree and along that bluff is simply astounding.
Lined back home, man anywhere in the water the rocks are covered with slime and it is a major dancing affair pulling on the lining rope and walking on those suckers!