Magical Moment in bird watching [View all]

I used to be a serious birder but now too old to do any birding anymore(85 yrs).

One of highlights of my bird-watching was around 1970 or 71. We lived in Anchorage Alaska and one morning I Looked out the kitchen window and shrubs and trees were full of Yellow Warblers. It was like having a yard full of canaries. They were migrating down from the Arctic Slope. Turnagain Pass on east side of town was a major fly-way for migrating birds.

This way before I-phones so no pictures. But that magical morning is stored in my memory forever.