The Cheers of Buntings

During the summer time, the Upstate is visited by thousands of Indigo Buntings. These gorgeous little birds are commuters. They come here during the spring and summer to enjoy the scenery, the great food, the beautiful countryside, and to raise their families in peace. In the fall they’ll head home. To South America.

Indigo Bunting

Buntings have a beautiful call and I find that there’s a slight variance in the call. These guys prefer to hang out on the edge of a tree line and sing. So if you’re a runner, walker or cyclist, you’re liable to hear them.

Today I rode with my buddy Julian Loue. We’re both behind in our training and on a long climb that hurt way more than normal, I pointed the bunting’s call out to Julian.

“So if you’re feeling sorry for yourself on this climb, just listen to the call of this 4 inch tall bird. He’s probably saying, “Hey asshole, I flew here from freakin’ South America. So get your ass up that hill you puny human.”

Of course I could be wrong.

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Yours truly with my fellow Coast Buster, Julian Loue

If you’d like to fuss at me while I’m climbing up a hill, feel free. Just make a donation first to the SC Alzheimer’s Association. And thank you.

As of today I’ve got 14 days before the #SCRTR. Today I rode 31 miles and that included almost 1500 feet of climbing. This week I’ve put in 155 miles and set a P/R up Paris Mountain.

And if you’d like to hear the call of the Indigo Bunting, just click here.

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