Let me begin by saying we don’t usually see swans in western Colorado. Like, ever. So when Jake came home last summer, saying he saw a swan hanging out near the Colorado River, I was skeptical. In fact, I told him it was a snow goose. I might have laughed.
He insisted it was a swan, and to prove it, he took us on a morning drive to the pull-off that’s right before the tunnel in the Debeque Canyon. And sure enough, there was an honest-to-goodness swan, right where my husband said it would be.
Because I have a kit lens for my camera (something I’m hoping to remedy very soon), I wasn’t able to get a good picture of him (her?), but you can see him well enough. We looked swans up, trying to decide what kind he is. We’re fairly positive he’s a tundra swan. According to the map on All About Birds, we are (barely) in their migration range.
Jake named him James (Swan…James Swan), and he kept an eye on him all the way through Christmas. Sadly, he disappeared in January when it finally started freezing around here.
But now that we know we might see them, we’re going to keep an eye out for more tundra swans. And maybe, just maybe, James will come back next year.