On the eve of the Winter Solstice, Michigan is enduring one of its first major snowstorms of the season. Schools are closed, roads are impassable, and the sound of a lone, struggling snowblower echoes through the neighborhood.
Despite the wintry weather, though, I've just spotted a Junco outside my window. There goes a Cardinal. A Chickadee. I know of a stand of conifers where Long-eared Owls take refuge in conditions like these. The temptation to find winter birds is simply too great, so I begin to don layers of waffle-knit and fleece garments for the trek outdoors.
Essential for my journey are good pair of snowshoes. Mine are nothing fancy--an aluminum-framed set with vinyl panels and plastic bindings. I bought them at a nearby "big box" store. I prefer to use an old pair of cross-country ski poles, salvaged from a local thrift store, for balance. The loops over each handle are essential for quickly accessing my binoculars.
Today I am glad to have my father's old pair of Bushnells, because I can easily turn the large focus wheel without removing my heavy mitts. I don't use a harness, but you might find one useful for keeping your binocs from swinging to and fro. My layers and oversized winter coat are keeping everything in place today. I snug a beanie hat down to my eyebrows and head outside to begin my adventure, snowshoeing with binoculars.
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