Winter Night Music
by Rob Zimmer
My favorite time to explore High Cliff State Park during winter is at night. My eyes adjust quickly to the darkness and the faint glow of the fresh snow beneath the trees welcomes me as I begin my stroll along the trail.
Between the hickories and oaks, I travel, listening to the night music.
A sharp, bizarre yelp echoes in the darkness from below the ledge. Another rings out to my left in the upland forest. The foxes are on the move.
Both red fox and gray fox can be found at High Cliff, and the winter night is the perfect time to hear them. Their sounds are bizarre. Spine tingling. Eerie. Haunting, sharp wails and whines ring out from the trees as the foxes are on the move.
Occasionally, I capture a glimpse of a shadow darting through the snow before me, down the edge of the escarpment.
The fox travels alone, patrolling his domain, hunting for voles, mice, rabbits and other small prey. This is his home. I share my stroll with these sleek, wary and intelligent beings.
The owls bring the night to life as I travel beneath the stars above. Orion glistens through openings in the trees and a sliver moon graces the sky above.
A barred owl sings out in the night. In the distance, another answers. Soon, the owls will be nesting. By the end of February, barred owls, as well as great horned owls are on their nests, tending to eggs. Breeding season begins early for the owls of Wisconsin.
The horse-like winnie of an eastern screech owl carries through the night from the rock ledge in the quarry. This unusual song, most un-owl-like, is one of nature‘s most bizarre songs. And who would guess that the singer is a tiny owl, barely larger than a robin.
One of my favorite sounds of the winter night at High Cliff is the thundering voice of Winnebago, as ice shifts and settles, and metallic, clanging shrieks reverberate through the darkness.
Occasionally, a deeper shift results in an almost thunderous chorus. The ice is always restless. And Winnebago sings her song during the winter night.
Winter night music at High Cliff State Park is one of its many gifts. Make time to explore and listen to the many voices of the darkness.
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