Mallard

Mallards Go Dark

At the southeast corner of the North Basin (the water between the park and the freeway) sits the culvert that

Like the proverbial pigs, these Mallards looked at home and happy rooting in the mud at low tide on the

This Mallard drake stood on a rock, quacking occasionally, soaking up the rays. There was nothing special about it. Mallards

My wife laughed in disbelief when I told her that I came back from the park with speculum pictures. She

Coots, Mallards, and a few Scaup all share the North Basin cove amicably. There is some aggressive pecking among the

The heavy rains of the past week came like manna from heaven for the Mallards. Big puddles materialized, and these

This pair of Mallards was working the rip-rap along the north shore of the park, eating the thin hairy seaweed

The rip-rap rehab job is over, all but the landscape repair and the tidying up. A rusting bucket from a

One of the lowest tides of the year so far exposed acres of mud flats on the North Basin in

There used to be a marsh area just north of the picnic site on the west shore of the park.

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