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My first 35mm SLR was a cheap, totally non-automatic, whistile-and-bell-less Yashica (loved it), but, as PancoastDrifter reveals, it's not the camera, but the eye. These are great.

Indeed, there is something to be said in regard to being isolated in the wilderness, battling the elements, yet encompassed in such beauty. Great trip and report, Jeff; but them's two ugly legs. :)

Pardon my enthusiasm, but after having spent the past few years wandering Wharton having never heard a northern gray and then to suddenly have one croon right next to my ear, my instinct was, "I gotta call Alfie!" Hmmm ... If I had known that Mrs. Alfie was in the process of responding to...

I spent most of my Memorial Day night (late) on Quaker Bridge Road, leaning against a pine tree (there are quite a few of these thereabouts, of the pitch variety, begging for an opportunity to be leaned upon), reading an article about disappearing frogs and the like while listening to frogs and...

Still out there listening, evening after evening. Finally taking a break tonight (history reminds me that masses of whooping wanderers will be out doing just that being it's the Saturday night before Memorial Day), instead staying home & listening to all the takes, editing these down, & looking...

Usually by ear, Pancoast. Frogs might quiet momentarily when sensing a space incursion this time of year, but the urge to sing eventually overcomes them. If photography is your goal, a head lamp is essential. Tree frogs are usually in trees (duh) or grass. Frogs in the water are rather...

Ha! I love it, too. Glo ... you have to admit that you survived the madness in the briars much better than did us ... um ... men. Alfie and I required dozens of butterfly stitches, while you trampled on through and barely obtained a scratch. BTW, did you notice that our swamp-swishing...

Chris, Bobbleton and you are officially in the club. :) We haven't been to the ACE pit yet, but I've been bugging Alfie to drive me out there (my truck won't fit down the access road). We're actually heading to Belleplain this evening, even with the rain front bearing down. This is...

Nothing spectacular here, but I wanted to add some photos from the heavenly frog evening occuring a week ago tonight. These were all taken before the frogs appeared on the scene (photos of those guys are on previous page), and include three similar images of the road back to the largest bog in...

Yessirree, Tom! It's actually the beautiful little reprise at the end of the song which I carry around with me through the woods. Very obscure, my man. Very good!

birdsong, so sweetly; hear them calling you ... One sighting, one song, one call can make a trip.

tuesday with glo and alfie More was in store (see another barren night thread) for our guest last week during her brief stay in the area. A request was made to visit some of the larger beech trees in Bear Swamp, Cumberland County, by Glo, and she was not to be disappointed. However, the...

Alfie ... you maroon. That has to be the silliest thing I've ever seen posted on the forum! Have you not heard of a frog umbrella? http://blogmais.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/frog-umbrella.jpg Whip

Looks to me like the wonker just woke up after a night of prolonged wonking. :) Beautiful thread. Nothing like a scheduled work day instead spent in the pines. BTW, Bob and Guy ... you two are now qualified to join the WFC. Let me know if interested, I'll put you on the list. Bill

http://teegate.njpinebarrens.com/whi...poorbill_2.zip The link should connect one to an old recording (posted elsewhere on the forum; I copied it here) captured at the same bog the WFC members visited Monday evening. Several more recordings were taken Monday, both by Gloria and myself. I...

Thanks, Bob. All members of the Wonkers Fan Club (current WFC membership tally: four) are required to reveal themselves (if so desired). It is understandable that one might not wish to do so considering the unbalanced nature of the characters* who founded the club. Whip *Alfie and...

There are plenty more photos to sort through from tonight's lovely evening (on all counts) near Friendship, but the alarm is set for an obscene morning hour considering the current one. Wonk! Wonk!

There's one bog in Friendship that's renowned for being home to many, many carpenter frogs. A billion, I'd estimate. And they're so loud at night (when all the hanky-panky goes on) that no man can bear standing next to the bog for more than five minutes or the sound will drive him insane...

We'll be returning to the best frog haven in the barrens tomorrow evening (if all goes as planned) with a special guest along for company. May the wonkers be with us. Whip