In my previous post on Stanley Park I mentioned that I’d been very fortunate to see a black squirrel but that it was too fast for me and by the time I’d got my camera out it had vanished. I was determined to try and locate them on my latest trip to Vancouver. I was not disappointed. The Herons and Canada Geese were out in force too.
We had recently changed location in Vancouver so my start point was at the opposite side to my normal route. I headed down towards the bridge that takes you to Granville Park and turned right to join the path along the waterfront. The sun had not long risen and the light was stunning.
I saw lots of Herons today; I thought they were quite a rarity but found out since my last post that a large colony of great blue heron made the park their home back in 2001. I guess there are rich pickings for them in this area.
Having walked almost the entire circuit passing the famous Siwash Rock, I decided to head inland towards Beaver Lake. After a short distance I spotted a couple of black squirrels. What caught my attention was a very strange sound coming from some undergrowth which turned out to be a grey squirrel. I’m not sure whether he was encroaching on their territory but he was definitely not welcome and made a sharp exit up a tree very close to where I was standing. I crouched down and was mesmerised by the antics of the black squirrels, almost playing hide and seek with each other.
I eventually got to Beaver Lake and realised that this was a place where keen nature and wildlife photographers like to come. There were a few people with amazing equipment, tripods and lenses to match. I didn’t want to disturb their time so having taken some photo’s of the beautiful water lilies which were introduced for the Queen’s Jubilee in 1938, I swiftly and quietly moved on.
I crossed a bridge over Stanley Park Causeway to head back towards the city and decided to just see where one of the paths led me. This was a thickly wooded section. Suddenly I stopped dead in my tracks, right in front of me was another black squirrel just minding his own business and munching on a nut. A little further along this same path there was a massive tree stump and yet another squirrel enjoying a quiet little meal until I came along. He was extremely tolerant and I was able to get reasonably close but when another squirrel came on to his patch enough was enough and they scampered away chasing each other.
A bit further on I found a path that lead to the Lost Lagoon. Crossing over a small footbridge I noticed a solitary Heron patiently watching and waiting to dive for its prey, around the next bend there was a little island with a couple of Herons on it totally oblivious to people passing by.
Time was moving on and I needed to head back. Such a wonderful day full of surprises