Voice of the Loon
Just after sunset, when it’s almost pitch black, the water is like glass and the reflections are dancing across the steely blue-grey water. That's when a Loon wails.
One of the mated pair will give this long mournful vocalization. Which is essentially saying, "Where are you?" Moments later the other Loon responds, "I'm here." There’s something romantic about that.
If you've never heard the haunting Loon's call do yourself a favor and find a secluded spot on a body of water here in the 1000 Islands or Adirondacks and wait for sunset. That moment you first hear a Loon's evocative sound is something that will stick with you for the rest of your life. Anyone who's heard them will know exactly what I'm talking about.
Most people have a favorite food or color. I have a favorite sound. It’s the sound made by Loons.
1000 Islands, NY
©Joseph T. Meirose IV
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