I got a message from my Canadian birding pal and info source extraordinaire Melissa Hafting, that a Horned Puffin had been reported from Smith Island in Puget Sound.  After numerous exchanges and some research it was determined that a single Horned Puffin had been seen by a research group surveying the Island’s Tufted Puffin population and that a primarily whale watching company out of Bellingham had trips scheduled to Smith Island on the following weekend.  I have seen Horned Puffins in Alaska and had organized a boat trip a few years ago to chase one that had been reported in the Sound.  That trip was unsuccessful so Horned Puffin remained as a coveted new State of Washington species.  The boat trip from Bellingham was long and was not focused on finding a Horned Puffin or any other birds.  There did not seem to be a high probability of success and I had other calendar obligations, so I decided to forego the attempt.

Horned Puffin – Off Adak Island Alaska – May 2016

But Horned Puffins remained on my mind.  Then on the evening of July 19th, I got a Rare Bird Alert from Ebird of an observation by Jonathan Scordino: “(Horned) Puffin observed with rhinoceros auklets inside the outer breakwater at Neah Bay. There is a post (telephone pole size) sticking up out of an area with new rocks in jetty in general vicinity of puffin. Puffin had two dark points coming up above eye, white face, darker bill tip than rest of bill, and a black band around neck when observed in flight. My friend has photo on his phone that is suitable for identification and I can upload it when he sends it.”    As written in my earlier blog post, two special birds were cool coincidences (Red Necked Stint and White Winged Dove – at wordpress.com/post/blairbirding.wordpress.com/17102). Was this going to be great bird karma again?  One way to find out – follow Rule One and “Go Now”!

It was now after 10:00 P.M. so as close to “now” I could get would be to take the 6:20 Edmonds ferry the next morning and as I had done so often last year – get to Neah Bay.  I sent Steve Pink an email with the news of the Horned Puffin and told him my plans.  “Let me know if you want to go”.  I figured he was likely in bed which is where I was headed, but maybe he would rise early and see the message and at least have the chance to go.  But there was no return message in the morning, so I boarded the ferry alone and I was off.

It is about 130 miles to Neah Bay from Edmonds but time for the ferry and to navigate many twisting roads especially near the end makes it an almost three hour drive.  I was on the Boom Road – the long rock jetty/breakwater that protects the harbor by about 9:10.  I had hoped to see other birders – with the Horned Puffin already in their sights.  No such luck.  As it turns out and it would be thus the whole day – I was alone.  The weather was a bit overcast with rain threatening.  I looked for the “post/pole” mentioned in Jonathan Scordino’s report but could not find it.  I was at the end of the road and was not about to walk out on the jumbled boulders of the breakwater.  There were lots of birds out in the harbor.  Would my scope reveal one of them to be the prize?

The first birds seen were Scoters – both White Winged and Surf.  Then I found Rhinoceros Auklets – a couple closer in and then more and more and more further out.  In groups of 3 or 4 and in long rafts of as many as 50 birds, there were hundreds of them.  The harbor was relatively calm as the tide was coming in, but still with the distance and some chop, it made it hard to search through them for a Puffin.  But after maybe 15 minutes of scouring every group, there was one bird that was – different – a very distinctive white face and – YES – a very large parrot like colorful bill.  With the full magnification of my scope at 60x, I could conclude: “IT WAS HERE!!  This had to be the Horned Puffin.”  I watched it in the scope for many minutes and it would disappear and reappear as the raft reformed its order and when even a small ripple would bring the puffin behind a rise in the water and out of scope view.  It was frustrating but exhilarating as each subsequent view confirmed the identification.  Even with the power of the scope, it was not a great view, but I wanted to try for some kind of photo.

I abandoned the scope and raised my 100-400 mm lens.  Which raft was it again?  There were several.  In the dim light and at the distance and with the darkening effect of looking through the camera, I could not find the Puffin among the many Rhinos.  Back to the scope and as all of the rafts had moved, I repeated the search and it seemingly had disappeared.  This is when having other birders is especially helpful as many eyes are far more effective.  I kept looking and refound the raft with my white faced bird.  Again a move to the camera failed to work.  Maybe I was looking in the right spot, maybe not.  I had not just imagined it, but the birds were just too far out and seemingly getting further away.  It was now past 10:00 a.m. and I wondered if the show was over.  It started to rain and I retreated to my car.

My observations had all been on the harbor side, east of the jetty.  When the brief squall passed I returned to the road and I was hearing calls from the other side and now they got my attention.  Marbled Murrelets were seemingly in family groups and the young ones were calling for food.  They swam in closer and closer and I got nice photos – if only the Horned Puffin had been so close.

Marbled Murrelets

I remained at my post and watched a Bald Eagle fly over, more Scoters, some Pigeon Guillemots, more Murrelets, and over and over scanned the many Rhinoceros Auklets hoping for another view of the Horned Puffin.  No luck.  At 11:15 I had been on watch for almost 2 hours.  Something needed to change.  It was getting close to high tide and maybe that would make a difference.  There is a Coast Guard station in Neah Bay.  A Coast Guard boat came into the harbor heading into the area where so many Rhinoceros Auklets continued.  They scattered.  Some flew north and east – out of or at least to the outer edge of the harbor.  Some others returned to the area they had just vacated and others flew closer towards me and the jetty.  As a small group landed maybe 100+ yards away, some white flashed in my binoculars.  I tried to get my scope on them but they were diving and bucking around in the chop.  I got a quick look at one with a white face and that parrot bill.  Finally the Horned Puffin was not buried in a large raft.  But it was still distant and hard to track.  Instead of using my “good camera and big lens”, I switched over to my “old camera”, the Canon SX that had stood me well for so long and which had a much greater magnifying power – if only I could find the bird in the chop.

I had it.  I lost it.  It bobbed up.  I had it.  It bobbed again and I lost it.  I took photos as quick and as best I could, but one of the big problems with this camera is that you cannot take photos in rapid succession. I would either get lucky or miss it entirely – and at best at this magnification, it was not going to be a clear picture.  But oh how I wanted one.  This continued for another 10 minutes or so and then this group of Rhinos and the Horned Puffin were gone.  I looked at my pictures and a couple looked “promising” but I would have to wait until I could get them onto the computer, use my pitiful Photoshop skills and – be lucky.  I watched for another 30 minutes – nothing.  I had good enough views to be sure of the ID and to “count” this new state species.  Maybe that would have to suffice.

I took a break and headed up the Wa’atch Valley and then up onto Bahokas Peak hoping for some Sooty Grouse.  It was very quiet – almost birdless.  Time to go home?  I had to try the jetty one more time.  On the way out there was a gathering of Bald Eagles, Northwestern Crows and some Turkey Vultures.  There must have been something in the rocks to scavenge.  The weather had changed and now there was good sun and the Eagles made for good photos.

Juvenile Bald Eagles

  

Back at the end of the jetty road, I returned to the scope.  Nothing was close and if anything, although the rafts of Rhinoceros Auklets continued, they were even further out.  In the middle of one, there was the barely discernible alcid with a white face – the Horned Puffin was still there now at after 1:00 P.M. but no more photo ops at that distance.  I left.

On the jetty I had wondered if a closer view might have been possible from some of the marina areas.  Behind the Warmhouse Restaurant I saw the dilapidated former dock that was now a bit scary to walk but I gave it a try.  There were lots of Pigeon Guillemots very close, a Purple Martin flew overhead, and I could still make out some Auklet rafts but they seemed to be moving out of the harbor.  What if I had started there earlier?  And I also noticed the “post/telephone pole in front of the new rocks at the jetty”.  Jonathan Scordino must have first discovered the Horned Puffin from this vantage point.  I took photos of the Guillemots and then called it a day – time for the long trip home – greatly pleased but worried about the photo.

Two men were bringing in a small fishing boat to a marina dock.  Would a boat trip get me close to the Horned Puffin (if we could find it at all)?  Could I convince them to try?  I will never know the answer to the first question as the amount of money required to interest them in taking me out was more than I was willing to risk.  So home it was.

Pigeon Guillemot

Epilogue

I had posted my find on Tweeters and Ebird.  I advised Steve Pink and some others that the Horned Puffin was still present.  When I got home I went through all my photos and could only come up with one that was even ID quality – magnified almost beyond use.  I also put together an area map that showed where I had been, where I had seen the Horned Puffin and then the dilapidated dock behind the Warmhouse and the distant post/telephone pole.  I shared that with many others also.  In the following days MANY birders made the long trek to Neah Bay and also found the Horned Puffin. Carol Riddell figured out a way to rent a boat and it took her and several others out into the harbor for fantastic photos – wish I had figured that out.  After seeing her photos I was tempted to return but that rational thinking overcame that quickly.

The Map

As I wrote in a post last year Neah Bay is a gift that just keeps on giving.  Within less than one mile of the same jetty that had given me my Horned Puffin, I have also seen these amazing birds:  Dusky Capped Flycatcher, Brambling, Rustic Bunting, Orchard Oriole, Blue Gray Gnatcatcher,  Tropical Kingbird, Harris’s Sparrow, Clay Colored Sparrow, and Rose Breasted Grosbeak.  Charlie Wright found a Red Legged Kittiwake there (which three of us chased and missed the next day). Not much further away, I had seen Tufted Ducks, the famous Eurasian Hobby, my only Washington Cattle Egret, heard a Lucy’s Warbler, and saw a Hooded Warbler.  I have also missed a Dickcissel and a Prothonotary Warbler found by others in the same area.  Every one of these birds is a great species in Washington and most are extraordinary.

It’s a terrible photo – but it’s a Horned Puffin —– in WASHINGTON!!!

 

I am going to try to mesh two different stories here and it might not work so well, but doing so at least makes sense to me.  On July 6, Barry Brugman posted a plea for ID help on Tweeters, our local birding listserv.  He had found a “different shorebird” at Canyon Park Wetlands and after checking his photos and various guidebooks concluded that it was a Baird’s Sandpiper – probably.  He asked for others to review the photos and share their thoughts.  At first I concurred as at least in one photo the wings seemed quite long and it appeared noticeably larger than the Least Sandpipers with which it was keeping company.  This was pretty early for a Baird’s Sandpiper but there are exceptions to most rules especially as to when a species might first appear in migration.

I communicated my feeling to Barry, and he replied that he had a number of other responses to the same effect.  I shared the photo with birding pal Steve Pink and Steve thought that the faint stripe over the eye and absence of buffy color suggested instead that the bird was more likely a Semipalmated Sandpiper.  I looked at some of Barry’s other photos and my various field guides and started leaning towards that conclusion as well.  The best way to find out I figured was to go to the Wetlands and see for myself.  Especially since I had not yet seen either a Semipalmated Sandpiper nor a Baird’s Sandpiper this year, it was a no-lose decision.

I arrived at Canyon Park early the next morning and found the small flock of shorebirds that included 7 Least Sandpipers and another that now looked much shorter winged and somewhat smaller than I had concluded from the earlier picture.  The dark legs, straight bill and overall color and pattern confirmed that it was indeed a Semipalmated Sandpiper.  Steve may not always be right – but he usually is.  Glad to have him as a resource.

Semipalmated Sandpiper – Canyon Park Wetlands, July 7, 2017

Baird’s Sandpiper for Comparison (Midway Beach August 20, 2015)

I returned home, submitted my checklist with photos to Ebird, shared the info with Barry and Steve and then began work on a photo project organizing Washington bird photos in a Word document.  It was a laborious task as I had to select the best photo of each species and organize it in taxonomic order – no real way to short circuit the process.  Having almost 400 such species in my photos, it was going to take a long time – days.  I made progress and then put it away planning to return to the project the next morning.

And so I did.  By about 10:20, I had worked my way mostly through the shorebirds – the largest species group for me in Washington.  I had included my photos of Semipalmated and Baird’s Sandpipers as well as one that became very important – the Red Necked Stint that I had seen with George Pagos at Bottle Beach on July 22, 2013.  No more than three minutes after I had added the photo of the Stint and noted how poor it was, a message appeared on Tweeters from Ryan Merrill.  He and Adrian Lee were looking at a Red Necked Stint in breeding plumage at Crockett Lake on Whidbey Island.  It was barely 10:30 a.m.  I was sitting at the computer in my robe and had not yet showered,  I decided immediately that I had to follow Rule 1 for any chase: “Go Now!” – I advised Steve Pink of the find and he was an immediate co-conspirator.  He advised Ann Marie Wood and she was in also.  Not more than 30 minutes later – dressed and showered,  I had picked up Steve and got Ann Marie at the 128th Street Park and Ride and we were off.  It being a beautiful Saturday, we decided to take the longer route across the top of Whidbey Island and then down to Crockett Lake rather than risk a two hour wait at the much closer Mukilteo Ferry.

Red Necked Stint at Bottle Beach July 22, 2013

The good news was that when we arrived at Crockett Lake – about 90 minutes later, and drove towards the Southeast end, we saw three birders standing at the lagoon’s edge with scopes out.  The bad news was that just as we arrived to join them (Ryan and Adrian and another), all of the shorebirds took off and flew away.  The Stint of course had been in the flock – had we really arrived two minutes too late??? Nope – Ryan found the bird about 125 yards away and we got scope views to at least confirm the ID for each of us – a new life bird for Ann Marie.  The even better news was that for the next 10 minutes, the Red Necked Stint worked its way back towards us and with the sun at our back, we had fantastic views and great photo ops.  At times the bird was less than 35 feet away.

The Stint is Out There Somewhere

Red Necked Stint – Crockett Lake – July 8, 2017 – a Much Improved Photo

 

How great that Ryan and Adrian had found this very rare bird, that they had communicated its presence so quickly, that they remained at the spot and that the bird had remained for us as well!!  Over the next 90 minutes many other birders appeared on the site and got similarly terrific views.  Then just as another Edmonds birder, David Poortinga arrived, a Peregrine Falcon swooped over the water and scattered all of the shorebirds.  It had a pretty cool battle with a Northern Harrier which was fun to watch – but for the new arrivals, this was bad news.  Steve, Ann Marie and I left after another 10 minutes or so.  Later we learned that the Stint had returned to the same favored area and David got a great look at his life bird!

The coincidence was that I had just included that previous Red Necked Stint photograph in my project (now of course replaced with this far better one).  Interestingly though there were also many Semipalmated Sandpipers in the area and then the next day two Baird’s Sandpipers were found there as well.  Over the next several days, the Red Necked Stint remained in the same general area and was probably seen by more than 100 grateful birders including ones who flew in from Arizona and who knows where else just to see this Siberian species.

That was the first coincidence with two new birds for the year.  Another was coming soon.  It has been a great pleasure to get to know Bill and Deb Essman from Ellensburg/Kittitas.  We have shared great birding, fishing and jeeping times together.  On July 11, just a few days after the Stint trip, I was telling Deb about my Flammulated Owl experience near Liberty and she was telling me about a pair of Three Toed Woodpeckers they had discovered on Table Mountain.  Bill was also hankering for some fishing on the Yakima River so we agreed that I would come over and look for the Woodpecker and take Deb up to my Flammulated Owl spot (a life bird for her) and that Bill and I would go fishing the following day.  You ready for coincidence number 2?

Not more than 15 minutes after having worked out my visit to them, I got an Ebird alert that a White Winged Dove had been seen at a private residence in Selah, Washington – a bit more than an hour from where the Essmans live.  Some detective work determined that the Dove was coming to a feeder at the residence of Kevin Lucas – an excellent birder in the area and a birding acquaintance so I sent him an email inquiring about the possibility of a visit.  He very graciously responded with an invitation for the next morning.  Since I had plans to stay over for fishing, I could not drive anyone else, but I notified Steve and Ann Marie and they notified David.  I had seen (briefly and without any photo possibility) the White Winged Dove that had visited Butler’s Motel in Neah Bay, but it would be a new state bird for all of them – something hard to do for Steve.

I arrived at Kevin’s a bit after 8 on Wednesday the 11th.  His wife had seen the Dove earlier in the morning before she left but he had not seen it come down to the feeders yet – its normal activity.  About 15 minutes later, Steve, Ann Marie and David showed up.  We watched and waited and had a great visit with Kevin – marveling at his set up for taking photos and movies through his scope and also learning of his tracking activities including from a small plane.  But the Dove was a no-show.  Kevin took matters into his own hands and somehow managed to find the White Winged Dove perched in the close by large Sycamore tree – a favorite roost.  We all got good looks and decent photos – even with a branch partially in the way.  We also had a great look at a female Black Chinned Hummingbird that was almost too close to get in focus.

White Winged Dove

Black Chinned Hummingbird Female

A California Scrub Jay also made an appearance.  No longer rare in Yakima County, but not an everyday bird either.  Kevin made us all feel welcome and the White Winged Dove was a real treat.  I understand that many others have been to Kevin’s after us and the Dove put on a better show – but certainly we were thrilled with our views.  Depending on how a couple of “officially” non-countable birds are treated, this photo was species 400 in Washington.  But just to be “official” I am going to wait for one more to claim that distinction.  It is special for me in another way, though.  I am trying to get photos of every species I have seen in Washington.  Since some real rarities were seen many years ago before I began taking photographs, I don’t believe I will ever be able to reach that objective, but since this was one of those “seen but not photographed” birds on my list, I am getting closer.

So the White Winged Dove is the third great bird for this post.  It is also the second of the coincidences as well.  As I mentioned above, I first learned of the White Winged Dove observation barely 15 minutes after finalizing my plans to see the Essmans.  The coincidence is that Deb Essman had a White Winged Dove in her yard – and took a photo of it in June 2002.  There had been a couple of earlier historical records of White Winged Dove in Washington and a few more after that but having set the trip to come to the area and visit Deb moments before seeing the Ebird post for Kevin’s White Winged Dove certainly made an impression on me – another coincidence.

The fourth great bird also involves the Essmans as I followed their excellent directions to a spot far up Reecer Creek Road to the huge burn area on Table Mountain and hiked out on a jeep trail to look for their American Three Toed Woodpeckers.  The area is spectacular.  It is high above the Ellensburg valley at an elevation that Bill said is over 6000 feet.  Incredible views and beautiful flowers and scenery.  The fire burned many thousands of acres and the burned timber is a stark reminder of the danger and destruction from our too common wild fires.  But even the burned trees have their own silent beauty and there are already signs of rebirth as some young trees are emerging.

I did not find the pair of Three Toed Woodpeckers that joined the Essmans on their picnic lunch, but in the exact area that had been described to me, I found a single American Three Toed Woodpecker drumming in its unique patterned way in a grove of trees that had been spared by the fires.  It was my first record of this species for Kittitas County and my first for this year – number 298 in Washington.  So in this single day, I got much closer to two of my goals for the year – 300 species in Washington (for the year) and 400 species photographed in the state (lifetime).

American Three Toed Woodpecker – (Earlier Photo)

But this already long day was not over.  At 8:30 p.m. I met Deb Essman and her friend Lana in the town of Liberty to try for night birds, especially a Flammulated Owl.  Per my previous blog post, I had located a Flamm here the previous week and came as close as I ever had to getting a photograph before two jeeps roared down the road and I had to move my car and myself and the owl that had been oh so close was afterwards oh so gone.  It had seemed to really like the spot and I was hoping that we would find it there again.

As I had done the previous week we drove to the top of the road and waited as the skies darkened.  It was after 9:30 when we heard our first Common Nighthawk and then got a visual as it flew over.  It was particularly fun to hear it “booming” several times.  Perhaps thirty minutes later I heard a distant Common Poorwill and then we all briefly heard what was probably the single hoot of a Flammulated Owl, but it would not respond or repeat so we dismissed it and moved on.  Slowly we worked our way down towards the spot where I had the interaction with the Flammulated Owl the previous week.  We heard more Nighthawks and then at least two more Poorwills, one of which called incessantly.  We arrived near “the spot” and parked – out of the way this time – and listened.  We were just above where I had the owl and there were two sharp calls from below – at the spot itself.  They were the alarm calls of a Flammulated Owl – almost cat-like.  We moved down the road and then began to hear first the single hoot and then the double hoot call of the Flamm.  There was no mistaking it.  We sparingly used playback and got calls in response but on this night the Flamm was just not going to move.  We remained another half hour and the little owl tooted intermittently and a Poorwill called continuously.  No photo tonight, but this was a life bird for Deb and Lana.  Very cool indeed.

When I saw Bill the next morning (not a whole lot of sleep for me after the owling and return to my motel) I asked if his wife had told him of her owl.  “She woke me up and was still high from the experience”.  Big smile on my face – that’s what it is all about.  Ryan had shared “his” Red Necked Stint.  Kevin had shared “his” White Winged Dove and the Essmans had shared “their” American Three Toed Woodpeckers.  Now I had somewhat returned the favor by sharing “my” Flammulated Owl.  Those possessives are only indicators of the observers who found the birds – there is no ownership.  I understand that in some birding communities, people do not share their experiences – keeping them for their own competitive reasons.  How sad and how wonderful that such is not the case here (again thank you Ryan, Kevin and Deb) – or at least usually so (and if someone reading this understands what I mean …well shame on you…)

For each of the last 6 years, I have made an annual pilgrimage to Pend Oreille County which has become not only a reliable spot for some special species but also just a favorite beautiful place in Washington.  The special birds are Bobolink, American Redstart, Red Eyed Vireo, Black Chinned Hummingbird and Northern Waterthrush.  All can be found elsewhere, but being able to reliably see all of them within a few miles of each other is a lister’s dream and a major reason for the trip.

These are great places to go in late May through late June for the shear diversity of species, the specialties and the beautiful scenery.  My visits have ranged from fantastic to fantastic plus plus plus.  The first visit was on June 9, 2012 on a WOS (Washington Ornithological Society) Trip led by Terry Little.  Terry knows every birdy spot in the county and he took us to all of them.  We had an amazing 114 species in our 10 hours of birding covering 100 miles.

The next year on June 5, 2013 George Pagos and I visited the area concentrating around Calispell Lake with Jon Isacoff – another expert who knows every spot and every bird.  In just 3 hours, we had 76 species on a gorgeous day.  The following year on June 18, I visited it alone and in 2015, Brian Pendleton and I visited the area on June 3rd.  Last year was another solo trip on June 16.  The weather was not as good and the species count was smaller, but the specialty birds cooperated.

This year my visit came later – July 1st – so I wasn’t sure if the birds would still be there or found as easily as some would be finished breeding and there would be less territoriality and accompanying singing.  My first stop was on McKenzie Road in Usk where the uncut high grass is home to a small population of Bobolinks.  I had barely reached the first field when I heard the Bobolink’s whistling, warbling, gurgling song.  One perched in the open for a so-so photo.  I continued around the bend in the road to Cusick where a Bobolink was much more photogenic.

Bobolink

I then went south to Westside Calispell Road birding in general but specifically looking for some of the specialties.  I had seen American Redstarts and Red Eyed Vireos earlier this year so even though I saw and heard both, I did not work hard for photos.  Although there were many species of birds along my route perhaps due to the late date, they did not seem as active and responsive as in earlier visits.  Red Eyed Vireos were in the same tree I had them on a previous visit but even though they would sing, they remained high up in the foliage.  The same was true with the American Redstarts in another specific spot where I had them last year.  The Northern Waterthrushes at the Bridge were also actively singing but they darted about in the open for brief seconds only – disappointing for photos – okay for listing.  I include pictures of those species from previous visits and another blog post.

Red Eyed Vireo

American Redstart

Northern Waterthrush

Before getting to the Waterthrush bridge, I stopped at a small house with a hummingbird feeder that I had first seen on an earlier trip.  At least one male and one female Black Chinned Hummingbird were visiting.  It was private property so I did not go real close but I did get some OK shots.  As I was taking pictures a young man came out of a small house across the street and approached.  It is always potentially uncomfortable when taking photos near private homes, but this turned out to be fun.  He was the great grandson of the owner of the house with the feeder and many other relatives lived on adjoining properties – the original family homestead from early in the last century.

Black Chinned Hummingbird Male

Black Chinned Hummingbird Female

Not as many species as on earlier visits – largely because I had a long way still to go for other areas and was not real thorough but also because there just were not as many waterfowl as before and particularly there were not any Black Terns – a species I had missed the day before and hoped to have found at Calispell Lake.

Once during each of the last three years, I have stopped at Hafer Road in Stevens County on the way to Pend Oreille.  It is less than a mile long but it has proven to be one of the birdiest stretches of road for me – a must visit each year.  This was the case this year as well, even though I am writing out of order and covering it later.  In the past two years, in addition to just great birding in general, targeted species on Hafer Road have been Clay Colored Sparrow and Least Flycatcher.  Earlier reports this year had observations of the former but not the latter.  Fortunately I had seen Least Flycatchers in several places but the previous day I had failed to find a Clay Colored Sparrow on Stroup Road near Medical Lake where I have had them the last two years so this was a much wanted bird here.  There was concern however, because on the previous day a group of very good birders from the Tacoma area had visited Hafer Road and failed to find any Clay Colored Sparrows.  Uh-oh.

I had spent the night in North Spokane so I was less than an hour from Hafer Road.  An early start got me to the turn off onto the road at 5:30 a.m.  I immediately went to the grassy uphill field where I had Clay Colored Sparrows the past two years – no go.  But there was a second weedy field just a bit downhill and when I got there I immediately heard the buzzy song of the Clay Colored Sparrow – success!!  The sun was not high enough for good light on the field and the sparrows were not real close. They responded to playback but unlike in other years, they would not come close in for a visit and photo.  I was sure there were two birds and thought there might be some juveniles as well, but I could not get a good enough look for that ID.  (Photo from another visit.)

Clay Colored Sparrow (Hafer Road 2015)

Overall I spent about 90 minutes on this little stretch of road.  I had 42 species there including both Eastern and Western Kingbirds, Bank Swallows, a Sora (calling from the wetland below), a Black Chinned Hummingbird, Bullock’s Oriole, Say’s Phoebe, and a flock of 17 Wild Turkeys among others.  In the past three years, all told I have had 66 species here – an amazing spot.

Western Kingbird

Eastern Kingbird

Wild Turkeys

California Quail

A nice add on to this day was that Bruce Labar noted that I had reported Clay Colored Sparrows – which the group he was with had missed the day before.  I gave Bruce the specific location but told him that while they had been singing when I arrived at 5:30 a.m., they had stopped by 6:00.  I don’t know what time they revisited the spot the following morning, but they found 5 Clay Colored Sparrows there just where they were supposed to be – a life bird for some in the group.  Hafer Road had delivered yet again.

Afterwards I went to Pend Oreille County as described above and then returned to the Spokane area including another try for Black Terns – this time at the southwest end of Sprague Lake.  They were distant (except for one) and I did not have a scope, but I did find four – my only ones for 2017.  I ended that night doing a feeder watch with Jim Acton hoping that the male Rose Breasted Grosbeak that had been coming each day would return.  It did not that evening although it did the next two mornings (rats!!!) but Jim is a terrific birder with great stories about a lot of rarities he has seen over his many years of birding.  It was still a lot of fun.

Here are the birds seen at Hafer Road the past three years.

Hafer Road Birds 2015-17
American Coot	Cinnamon Teal	MacGillivray’s Warbler	Song Sparrow
American Goldfinch	Clay-colored Sparrow	Mallard	Sora
American Kestrel	Common Raven	Merlin	Spotted Towhee
American Robin	Common Yellowthroat	Mourning Dove	Tree Swallow
American Wigeon	Eastern Kingbird	Northern Flicker	Turkey Vulture
Barn Swallow	Eurasian Collared-Dove	Northern Rough-winged Swallow	Vesper Sparrow
Black-billed Magpie	European Starling	Pied-billed Grebe	Violet-green Swallow
Black-capped Chickadee	Fox Sparrow	Pygmy Nuthatch	Western Kingbird
Black-chinned Hummingbird	Gadwall	Red Crossbill	Western Tanager
Black-headed Grosbeak	Gray Catbird	Red-breasted Nuthatch	Western Wood-Pewee
Brown-headed Cowbird	Great Blue Heron	Red-tailed Hawk	Wild Turkey
Bullock’s Oriole	House Finch	Red-winged Blackbird	Willow Flycatcher
California Quail	House Sparrow	Ring-necked Duck	Wilson’s Phalarope
Calliope Hummingbird	House Wren	Ruddy Duck	Wilson’s Snipe
Canada Goose	Killdeer	Savannah Sparrow	Yellow Warbler
Cedar Waxwing	Lazuli Bunting	Say’s Phoebe	Yellow-headed Blackbird
Chipping Sparrow	Least Flycatcher

July 2, 2017 – This was a VERY GOOD DAY!!  The day before I had been birding in Pend Oreille, Lincoln and Spokane Counties and another blog post will share some of that experience – also a good day – but not as good as this one.  A prelude and then three separate fun experiences – each deserving of its own post – but each is pretty short so I am doing three mini-posts as part of this one.  But first – the prelude.

Prelude – A Night Bird in the Daytime

I had spent the night in Ritzville and for the first time in a while, I delayed departure in the morning until after the breakfast that was included in the rate.  I was heading to the Blue Mountains east of Walla Walla and would have preferred to get there not long after dawn, but I was already tired from too many miles.  Fortunately breakfast was available early and I was on the road by just after 6:15 a.m.  This brought me into Washtuchna just before 7:00 a.m.  A remote spot for sure, it has been a great place for rarities in migration.  Too late (or early) in the year for that now, but a fun surprise was waiting for me.  It was already 68 degrees in perfect cloudless sunshine.  As I drove through town a medium sized bird with long pointed wings flashed in front of me.  My first thought of American Kestrel was quickly replaced with a most positive identification of a Common Nighthawk when it banked right in front of me and the two white wrist bars flashed in the sunlight.

I pulled over, got out of the car and got my best photos ever of a Common Nighthawk in flight including the only one I have showing the tail splayed out showing the black and white terminal bands. I had seen them in the daytime before – but never this early in the morning.  It  sure seemed like a good omen for a great day.  Definitely a great prelude!

Common Nighthawk – Flight Shots

  

PART I – “When You Come to a Fork in the Road – Take It…”

This famous statement is generally attributed to Lawrence Peter Berra – better know as Yogi Berra.  He said he used it in giving Joe Garagiola directions to his home.  I decided to take this advice when I came to the end of Coppei Road just south of Waitsburg, WA.  The fork I chose was the North Fork Coppei Creek Road instead of the South Fork.  I had birded both in the past but my primary target this morning was a Green Tailed Towhee and I had seen them on this road before, so the choice was clear.  It is easiest to find this secretive bird earlier in the year when it is singing which it is not supposed to be doing now.  But its preferred habitat of a brushy slope with a rose like bush is a good place to start and I went to the exact spot where I had seen one before and immediately heard the Towhee’s buzzy trill and there went that supposition.  I tried some playback to see if I could get the bird to come into the open and closer to the road.  A second bird responded and the two continued to sing.  One flew from one buried hiding spot to another giving me a quick view, but that was going to be it.  I was still a very happy birder as it was not a given that a Green Tailed Towhee would be found.

Green Tailed Towhee (same area in 2015)

This was a great start.  Would my good fortune continue and another special bird of the area be found?  That would be the Great Gray Owl – now dispersed from its nesting sites so not likely but I had to continue the route and try.  No Great Gray Owl but I did have a “great owl” experience.  Birders often use the call of the Northern Pygmy Owl to bring in other species  – small birds that seek to mob the little owl – a united line of defense and a communication to all around that this little predator is in the neighborhood.  I had been seeing or hearing lots of birds as I continued up the North Fork Road.  I found a good spot that was full of bird song and pulled over.  Time to try the Pygmy Owl trick.  WOW!!  Birds responded immediately and more and more kept coming in.

It was an absolute riot – by far more individual birds and more species than I have ever had respond before – to wit:  8 Black Capped Chickadees, 2 Calliope Hummingbirds, 1 American Robin, 2 Cassin’s Vireos, 2 Western Tanagers, 2 Cassin’s Finches, 3 Chipping Sparrows, 2 Red Breasted Nuthatches, 1 Dark Eyed Junco, 2 Golden Crowned Kinglets and 2 Yellow Rumped Warblers.

Nine of the Eleven Species that Responded at Once to Northern Pygmy Owl Call

  

 

 

 

In its own way it was one of the most fun and enjoyable experiences I have had birding – 11 species and at least 27 individuals.  (Of course I would have traded them all for a single Great Gray Owl.)  I continued to bird in the area for a while and then it was time to move on – and that leads to Part II.

PART II – Around and Around and Around We Go…

Leaving the Blue Mountains I continued on past Walla Walla on Highway 12 and turned north on Nine Mile Road hoping to find a Ferruginous Hawk.  I have seen them on a nest on this road in the past and they had been reported there on Ebird.  When I got to the nest site, no hawks were in sight.  I did see several Lark Sparrows in addition to many dozens of Horned Larks (and some other sparrows) and my photo of the Lark Sparrow was my first for the year.

Lark Sparrow

I had a vague memory of another possible nest site further up the road and headed in that direction.  This is a very dusty gravel road, remote and rarely traveled.  So I was surprised when I saw another car approaching with a trail of dust behind me.  This same type of thing will play out in Part III of this post later – with a far different result.

The driver was a birder, an excellent one – Matt Bartels.  It was not the first time that I have met up with him unexpectedly in the field.  I drive insane amounts during the year in my birding pursuits.  What is a number that is “insane times two”?  That is probably how many miles Matt drives each year on his County Listing pursuits.  And now we were about to add some more miles together as he had “definite” info on another nest site – which he said was a little further up the road.  Since my info was a vague memory and his was specific, I deferred and followed him – getting buried in dust.  This is only the short hand version but we continued up Nine Mile Road for more miles than I thought were to be traveled.  Two large birds flew up out of the grass and at first I thought Ferruginous Hawk, but instead we had two juvenile Great Horned Owls – siblings sticking together.

Great Horned Owl

We stopped and checked directions on Matt’s computer.  “This way”, he said “and I guaranty we will find them”.   So we thought we had crossed Johnson Road but somehow turned onto it and then onto Touchet North Road thinking it was Dodd Road.  But it wasn’t.  So we stopped again and at the next intersection, this time we did go onto Dodd Road – except this time it was actually Sims Road.  After a while, I thought something was off, so we checked again and made the correction, retraced steps and this time really were headed to Dodd Road via Gluck Road.  Again Matt said, the nest tree was at Gluck Road and Britton Road “and I guaranty we will find them”.  Plucker Road did lead us to Gluck Road – and an intersection with Britton Road – but being completely disoriented – which way to turn?  We decided to try left and again Matt gave the guaranty – this time for MANY Ferruginous Hawks.  By the way, we had seen NO trees anywhere along the way.  We had seen some nice Swainson’s Hawks on some power poles as we had approached Britton Road and then not too far off, we saw some trees – it HAD to be the place – and thankfully it was.  A single bird was perched and it was our targeted Ferruginous Hawk – then another hawk flew over and relatively close – and a few minutes later a third one flew by – much lighter than the first two – although all were the light morph forms.  When Matt guarantees something – you can count on it – well usually – and also usually on a more direct path.

Swainson’s Hawk

Ferruginous Hawk Perched

Ferruginous Hawks in Flight

I promised Matt I would tell the story in the blog and now I have – and it was great to see Matt and the hawks were certainly there – and it was Washington species number 294 for the year – so definitely ok to see miles and miles (and extra miles) of wheat fields and gravel roads.  As I said in the beginning, this was a very good day.

Part III – “Close, Oh So Close”

The plan now was to bird some more spots in the area and then head north.  I had to be in Leavenworth the next morning so I thought I would stay in Cle Elum and bird the Liberty area that night looking for owls and woodpeckers.  I added some new birds for the trip but nothing unexpected or exciting and reached Cle Elum around 6 to check into the motel (getting the last room available) and then eat some fast food.  I have had good luck and good birds in the Liberty area but was particularly now interested in a Flammulated Owl – maybe even a photo op.

Flam’s would not be possible until it was dark so for the first two hours, I drove the main road through and then up from the town of Liberty – more dust for the car.  A White Crowned Sparrow was my first for the trip and there were many Chipping Sparrows and Swainson’s Thrushes.  Not too far from the town I heard a Great Horned Owl hooting.  Tanagers, Vireos and a number of Warblers were heard or seen. Pewees and other flycatchers were also found including one with a very long tail continually flicking its tail up.  Not a good look in the failing light and no calls so I am not going to attempt an ID.  I heard and then saw a couple of Townsend’s Warblers – again new for the trip.  Around 9:30 I heard my first “night bird” – a Common Poorwill in the distance.  A little later I heard the “peent call” of a Common Nighthawk and then another Poorwill.  I began playing the two-toot call of a Flammulated Owl as much to remind myself as to attract an owl.  No response but about 15 minutes later, with the memory of the call fresh, I was pretty sure I heard one off in the distance.  It was getting dark and it was time to get serious.

My approach is to stop every 1/2 mile and listen and play the call.  If no response I move on for anther 1/2 mile and try again.  As I approached the 4th stop (coming down) I heard a Poorwill and stopped in the middle of the road.  There had been no cars seen in the previous 2 hours and pull-offs were hard to come by, so I did not think much of it.  With the Poorwill still calling in the distance I heard an unmistakable two note call of a Flammulated Owl.  Not real close – but not real far either.  I started calling and it kept calling as well.  Without me seeing it in flight, the call that had been on the left side of the road (downhill side) stopped and then started up again on the right side – uphill – a little closer.  Then it was on the downhill side again – and closer still.  This continued for 20 minutes and now it was definitely very close.  Using my spotlight, I scanned the two close trees on the downhill side that were right next to the road and I was sure I was going to find the owl and I had my camera ready.  It was the closest I had ever been and this owl was the most responsive I had ever had.  I have wanted this photo for SOOOOO LONG.  And then…

Just as earlier when I saw a car coming up on me in the remote area when I was looking for the Ferruginous Hawk, in the distance I saw the lights of a car coming down the road toward me.  It was maybe 1/2 mile off but there was going to be no way for it to get by without me moving my car.  I could take a chance and hope it was a birder who would stop (if only it was Matt again!!!) and continue to try for the owl.  But it could just as easily be some crazy roaring down the road and I could be in danger.  I flashed my spotlight to warn the oncoming vehicle and then decided I  had to move my car.  I found a spot to just barely pull over enough for another car to come by.  It was maybe 30 yards down the road.  The other car came roaring by – slowing a little but definitely not a birder.  Then a second vehicle came.  Maybe three minutes had passed since I was within moments of getting that prized look and photo.  And the owl was still calling – but it was now way down the valley.  I tried playback again.  Now there was no movement.  I repeated and repeated again – nothing.  I waited five minutes – still nothing.  I was left to wonder what would have happened if I had been off the road, or if there had been no other car, or if it had come 30 minutes later.  I will never know.  I could either cry or laugh.  I decided to laugh – close, oh so close would have to do.  I will be back and will try again.

Flammulated Owl – Sadly Not my Photo

It had been a very long and a very good day.  Saying it again – great places, great birds, great people – got them all and a couple of good stories as well.  Sign me up for more.

And an added note:  earlier I heard another series of hoots that I am sure was an owl.  It was closer to Liberty than the top of the road.  I could not make a positive ID but it was more similar to Spotted Owl than anything else.  There are Spotted Owls in the area.  I had found one at a “secret spot” in the area in 2013.  Maybe it was – maybe it wasn’t.  Certainly not going to report it or count it.  But when I go back – I will keep listening.

I enjoy being almost anywhere there are birds to be seen and at almost any times that work well for seeing them.  The nature observer aspect of birding is challenging and rewarding – and to repeat – enjoyable.  But there is definitely a part of my personal make-up that responds to the chase, the hunt, the planning and execution that comes with targeted pursuits – in birding and in other activities.  Having goals has always been a part of my life – some attained and many more not – and even if attained – finding new ones or changing the old ones to find something new or something more or better – defining that differently than perhaps someone else would – but in a way that works for and has meaning for me.

As I have written earlier, this is not going to be a Big Year in Washington – been there, done that, loved it – but now I want and need to look more to other aspects of my life, other people, other activities and other needs.  BUT…I cannot imagine a birdless year and I still want the organization, thrill, enjoyment and sense of accomplishment that comes with setting, pursuing and hopefully meeting goals.  Not the single goal of a Big Year but of several others – arbitrary perhaps but tied to numbers that at least provide some perceived unique quality – because they have two zeroes at the end – multiples of 100 and somehow that makes them more “special” to me and maybe to someone reading this post.  I have set a lot of Double Zero goals for the year.

An earlier post outlined how I hope to reach one of those Double Zero goals – the one with a 3 and two zeroes – seeing 300 species in Washington this year – a far cry from earlier true Big Year pursuits of up to 365 species in a year – but respectable and motivating.  My last post included the realization of one of my other Double Zero goals – the 200 goal – finding life species number 200 in Kittitas County – accomplished with the observation of an Anna’s Hummingbird at the Hyak feeders at Snoqualmie Pass.   That last post dealt mainly with 4 Edmonds birders looking for some rare birds in Yakima County and in the process observing almost 90 species for the day.  This post is about pursuit and attainment of the first of the Double Zero goals – the 100 goal – finding at least 100 species in Washington in a single day.  It was set as a goal some months ago, but the success of that trip with my Edmonds friends motivated me to get out and give it a try this past Saturday.

Even though I think some additional stops and focus on that earlier trip might have gotten us to 100, this time I would be on my own and thus would not have Steve’s knowledge, Frank’s great ears, Ann Marie’s good eyes (and stellar record-keeping),  and also we had seen some really good birds on that earlier trip that were not guaranteed this time.  So in planning my pursuit I decided to repeat most of that earlier route but adding some new spots that would increase the odds of hitting that magical 100 species.  First and foremost that meant some close to home birding in hometown Edmonds – particularly at the waterfront where there would be the chance of birds not possible east of the mountains.

On a whim, I made a first stop at Yost Park – less than 1/2 mile from my house.  Maybe I would get lucky and hear the morning serenade of the resident Barred Owls even though it was now way past breeding season and the only Ebird report of one there this month was from June 3.  My whim was immediately rewarded at 4:40 a.m. when the song of a Black Throated Gray Warbler greeted me as soon as I opened the car door.  It was a species not seen in that 90 species day.  Another new bird came almost as quickly – a Brown Creeper with its high pitched call notes.  I figured both Pacific and Bewick’s Wrens should be around and short plays of their songs resulted in both – coming up to the low growth near the parking area.  It had not yet been three minutes and I already had 4 new birds.  Could an owl be added as well?  It took a single call to answer the question.  I do a reasonably good “Who cooks for you” call and this one immediately brought a response and the Barred Owl flew from its roost near the tennis courts immediately over my head and then, chased by American Crows, down onto a tree in the forest below.  The Crows continued to harass it, and the Owl continued to call for the 10 minutes I remained there.  A Downy Woodpecker made an appearance as I got back into my car (another bird missed on that previous trip). A Great start!!

Yost Park Barred Owl – A Good Omen

Yost Park was a spur of the moment add – and a bare 15 minutes into the day, I was already at 14 species.  Next was a stop at the Edmonds waterfront hoping for seabirds.  Unfortunately the tide was very high and the birds relatively few, but I easily added Heerman’s and Glaucous Winged Gulls, Pigeon Guillemot, Belted Kingfisher and Caspian Tern – 4 of which were not possible elsewhere on this day.

Heerman’s Gull

The last planned stop was the Edmonds Marsh.  On a mini-scouting trip there the day before I had Virginia Rail, Marsh Wren, Killdeer and Purple Martin – none of which were seen on that previous trip.  No Purple Martin this time but the others were immediately heard and there were three other swallows species, a Great Blue Heron and both Mallards and Gadwalls – neither species a sure thing elsewhere.  I had now been birding about an hour and had seen 35 species – 14 not seen on the previous trip.  Time to head east.

As in the Edmonds Birders Go East trip, I made my Eastern first stop at Snoqualmie Pass.  The place was alive.  I heard an Olive Sided Flycatcher as soon as I got out of the car and then quickly added Swainson’s Thrush, Yellow and Townsend’s Warblers,  Pine Siskins, Rufous Hummingbird, Chestnut Backed Chickadees, Northern Flicker and Brown Headed Cowbird.  Eleven new species for the day and one more that had not been seen on the previous trip.  A quick stop at the Hyak Hummingbird feeders again added Anna’s Hummingbird, Nashville Warbler, Willow Flycatcher,  Evening Grosbeak, and Common Raven.  Nothing new from the earlier trip but now I was at 50 species – half way there.

Evening Grosbeak

My next stop was to be Bullfrog Pond – a favorite place and one not visited on the previous trip.  As usual Bullfrog Pond delivered well.  37 species were seen in the hour spent there including 18 new for the day and 5 that had not been seen on the earlier trip (Williamson’s and Red Breasted Sapsuckers, American Dipper, Gray Catbird and White Breasted Nuthatch).

Gray Catbird

On to another favorite place, the nearby Railroad Ponds in South Cle Elum – also not visited before.  Thirty-one species were seen – 9 more new for the day and two not seen previously (Purple Finch and Bank Swallow).  A special observation was an adult Pileated Woodpecker feeding a juvenile.

Pileated Woodpeckers

Purple Finch

The day count was now at 77 – three quarters of the way there – with lots of birds new from the earlier trip – looking good but many of the great birds from the last trip were not guaranteed – part of the fun.  An Osprey on I-90 made it 78.

On that earlier trip, we had not spent much time looking for Shrub/Steppe birds.  I decided to bird Durr Road on this trip to look for some.  It was a good decision – only six species seen but 5 were new for the day and two – Vesper Sparrow and Sage Thrasher had not been seen on that other trip.  83 species and counting.  By the way – great views of Mt. Rainier and the Stuart Range – always enjoy them and this time I remembered to take pictures.

Vesper Sparrow

Views from Durr Road – Mount Rainier and the Stuart Range

The next couple of hours repeated the previous trip – Umptanum Road with a stop at the parking lot for the Umptanum Falls trail, North Wenas Road with a stop at Bluebird Box 7 to look for the Calliope Hummingbird and then to Maloy Road hoping the Least Flycatcher remained and to the Wenas riparian area hoping the same for the Indigo Bunting before heading on to the Wenas Campground area.

Nine species new for the day were added before getting to Maloy Road with the only new one from before being a Cooper’s Hawk.  But no Chukars or Townsend Solitaire this time – so two misses.  Now at 92 species – more than seen on the entire previous trip – thanks primarily to those early Edmonds birds.

Western Tanager

The Least Flycatcher was che-bekking loud and clear at Maloy Road – even had a peek-a-boo view but did not try for a photo considering myself fortunate to get one on the earlier trip.  On the way in to the Wenas Riparian area to look for the Indigo Bunting, I had a fun sighting of both an Eastern and a Western Kingbird within maybe 30 feet of each other on a wire.  Both were new for the trip and the former had not been seen on the earlier one. Now at 95 species.

Eastern and Western Kingbirds

When I got to the Indigo Bunting spot, two birders were looking into the Cottonwood where we had seen it before.  I heard it singing and with some joint effort we got decent views (No. 94).  Another birder arrived and we got him on the bird, too.  I shared directions to the Least Flycatcher, and then proceeded to the Wenas Campground.  It was pretty slow there in the rising heat of the day, but I added another 6 species for the day and had now hit that “magical 100 species”.  The only species not seen from the earlier trip was a Gray Flycatcher.  Before we had heard Red Crossbills and this time I got a photo of one – although I had misidentified it as an odd colored House Finch when I first saw it.  A pair of Black Headed Grosbeaks were particularly photo worthy

Red Crossbill

 

Male and Female Black Headed Grosbeaks

  

On the way back out, I stopped again for a last look at the Indigo Bunting and tried to lure it in with playback.  I was now closer to the yellow gate and could hear it singing.  No response.  On a whim, I tried the Lazuli Bunting call, and the Indigo Bunting immediately flew right at me and perched up for a good photo.  Hmmm?

Indigo Bunting

This trip had originally had multiple goals – 100 species for the day but also importantly a try for Black Backed and Three Toed Woodpeckers at Bethel Ridge.  I had located nests for each there in years past but had seen neither this year on two tries.  Paul Baerny had both last week and I had his directions.  Brian Pendleton was already there looking for those species.  I was optimistic.  Getting there included the road past Wenas Lake and through good agricultural habitat and a stop at Oak Creek Canyon (as on the previous trip).  Surprisingly perhaps, the trip down Longmire Road produced the only Black Billed Magpie and American Kestrel of the trip.  There were Canada Geese on Wenas Lake and my only California Quail nearby plus my first Western Meadowlarks and Brewers Blackbirds.   I was now at 106 species.

At Oak Creek Canyon I got my biggest and most pleasant surprise of the trip.  About a quarter of a mile in, a medium sized flycatcher flew down form the uphill area to my right and into the canyon.  It had a grayish head with a crest, was pale yellow below with a reddish tinge to the tail and a distinct ASHY THROAT.  I saw another one later.  These were my first Ash Throated Flycatchers of the year.  They had been reported from the Canyon earlier but I had looked for them and missed them twice including on our Edmonds Goes East trip.  I figured they had departed and had no thought that I would see one – in fact stopping there only for the Lewis’s Woodpecker and a Lazuli Bunting (which I had somehow not yet found) plus a hope for White Throated Swifts – seen here on that earlier trip and maybe Canyon or Rock Wrens.  No Swifts or Wrens, but I had two Lewis’s Woodpeckers, a Lazuli Bunting and remarkably those Ash Throated Flycatchers.  Now at 109 species.

Ash Throated Flycatcher

I got to Bethel Ridge much later than I had planned and should have tried earlier.  It was hot and mostly quiet.  No Black Backed Woodpecker, and unlike the previous trip – no White Headed Woodpecker.   As I got up to the area with the big burn towards the top near where the Three Toed Woodpecker had been seen, I saw a Woodpecker fly onto a tree trunk and my hopes soared.  Hard to be disappointed with a beautiful male Williamson’s Sapsucker but it had one toe too many.  Just before that I had my only Clark’s Nutcracker for the trip (and only my second of the year).

Clark’s Nutcracker

Williamson’s Sapsucker

At that point I heard a familiar voice – Brian Pendleton was there with spouse Darchelle.  They had looked for hours for the Three Toed Woodpecker without success.  We joined forces and found beautiful wildflowers, views of Mt. Adams and Mt. Rainier, Hairy Woodpeckers, Rock Wren, Townsend’s Solitaire and Hermit Thrush – but no woodpeckers with three toes.

Hairy Woodpecker

Townsend’s Solitaire

Rock Wren

Mt. Adams

Wildflowers

The five new for the day species brought the total to 114.  Clark’s Nutcracker and Hairy Woodpecker were not seen on the previous trip.  I had seen many elk and deer throughout the day including a very clumsy elk calf.  Coming down from Bethel Ridge, I came upon two striking bull elk with sizable racks.  I checked them out and they checked me out and they kept grazing.

Elk Calf

Elk Cooling Off

Bull Elk

Back on Highway 12 on the way home, I stopped at Trout Lodge hoping for the Black Chinned Hummingbird that had been reported from the feeders there – no luck.  Later I had a Common Merganser on the Tieton River so my “Biggish Day” total was 115 species.  Maybe some day I will try a true Big Day and add stops, limit time at various spots, bird at night and hope for great luck.  I am sure that 145 species are possible even in late June.  Probably more are possible earlier – maybe many more either time.

None of my goals are noteworthy to anyone but me but maybe my stories of attempts to reach them recall attempts to reach different goals by others.  I think in fact that it is the collecting of “stories” as much as it is the collecting of bird observations that makes birding so enjoyable to me.  My goals help organize that collecting process – give order to the pursuits.  I have now accomplished two of my Double Zero goals for the year.  I am getting closer on some others and future blog posts will recount the stories that come from those quests – whether successful or not.

Species Seen June 24, 2017
1	American Crow	Edmonds		59	Red-breasted Nuthatch	Bullfrog Pond
2	American Robin	Edmonds		60	Red-breasted Sapsucker	Bullfrog Pond
3	Bald Eagle	Edmonds Marsh		61	Red-naped Sapsucker	Bullfrog Pond
4	Barn Swallow	Edmonds Marsh		62	Red-winged Blackbird	Bullfrog Pond
5	Barred Owl	Yost Park		63	Turkey Vulture	Bullfrog Pond
6	Belted Kingfisher	Edmonds Waterfront		64	Veery	Bullfrog Pond
7	Bewick’s Wren	Yost Park		65	Warbling Vireo	Bullfrog Pond
8	Black-capped Chickadee	RR Ponds		66	White-breasted Nuthatch	Bullfrog Pond
9	Black-headed Grosbeak	Wenas Riparian		67	Williamson’s Sapsucker	Bullfrog Pond
10	Black Throated Gray Warbler	Yost Park		68	Yellow-rumped Warbler	Bullfrog Pond
11	Caspian Tern	Edmonds Waterfront		69	House Finch	Cle Elum
12	Common Yellowthroat	Edmonds Marsh		70	House Wren	RR Ponds
13	Dark-eyed Junco	Edmonds		71	Pileated Woodpecker	RR Ponds
14	Downy Woodpecker	Edmonds Marsh		72	Purple Finch	RR Ponds
15	European Starling	Edmonds		73	Pygmy Nuthatch	RR Ponds
16	Gadwall	Edmonds Marsh		74	Bank Swallow	So. Cle Elum
17	Glaucous Winged Gull	Edmonds Waterfront		75	Dusky Flycatcher	RR Ponds
18	Great Blue Heron	Edmonds Marsh		76	Red-tailed Hawk	RR Ponds
19	Heerman’s Gull	Edmonds Waterfront		77	Mountain Chickadee	RR Ponds
20	House Sparrow	Edmonds Waterfront		78	Osprey	I-90
21	Killdeer	Edmonds Marsh		79	Brewer’s Sparrow	Durr Road
22	Mallard	Edmonds Marsh		80	Mountain Bluebird	Durr Road
23	Marsh Wren	Edmonds Marsh		81	Western Bluebird	Durr Road
24	No. Rough-winged Swallow	Edmonds Marsh		82	Sage Thrasher	Durr Road
25	Pacific Wren	Yost Park		83	Vesper Sparrow	Durr Road
26	Pigeon Guillemot	Edmonds Waterfront		84	Eurasian Collared-Dove	Umptanum Road
27	Rock Pigeon	Edmonds		85	Mourning Dove	Umptanum Road
28	Song Sparrow	Edmonds		86	Say’s Phoebe	Umptanum Road
29	Spotted Towhee	Edmonds		87	American Goldfinch	Wenas Road
30	Steller’s Jay	Yost Park		88	Calliope Hummingbird	Wenas Road
31	Tree Swallow	Edmonds Marsh		89	Cedar Waxwing	Wenas Road
32	Violet-green Swallow	Edmonds Marsh		90	Cooper’s Hawk	Wenas Road
33	Virginia Rail	Edmonds Marsh		91	Western Tanager	Wenas Road
34	Western Wood-Pewee	Yost Park		92	Yellow-breasted Chat	Wenas Road
35	White-crowned Sparrow	Edmonds Marsh		93	Least Flycatcher	Maloy Road
36	Brown-headed Cowbird	Snoqualmie		94	Eastern Kingbird	Wenas Riparian
37	Chestnut-backed Chickadee	Snoqualmie		95	Western Kingbird	Wenas Riparian
38	Northern Flicker	Snoqualmie		96	Indigo Bunting	Wenas Riparian
39	Olive-sided Flycatcher	Snoqualmie		97	Gray Flycatcher	Wenas Campground
40	Cliff Swallow	Snoqualmie		98	Pacific-slope Flycatcher	Wenas Campground
41	Rufous Hummingbird	Snoqualmie		99	Red Crossbill	Wenas Campground
42	Swainson’s Thrush	Snoqualmie		100	Bullock’s Oriole	Wenas Campground
43	Townsend’s Warbler	Snoqualmie		101	American Kestrel	Longmire Road
44	Willow Flycatcher	Snoqualmie		102	Black-billed Magpie	Longmire Road
45	Yellow Warbler	Snoqualmie		103	Brewer’s Blackbird	Longmire Road
46	Pine Siskin	Snoqualmie		104	California Quail	Longmire Road
47	Anna’s Hummingbird	Hyak Feeders		105	Western Meadowlark	Longmire Road
48	Common Raven	Hyak Feeders		106	Canada Goose	Wenas Lake
49	Nashville Warbler	Hyak Feeders		107	Ash-throated Flycatcher	Oak Creek Canyon
50	Evening Grosbeak	Hyak Feeders		108	Lazuli Bunting	Oak Creek Canyon
51	American Dipper	Bullfrog Pond		109	Lewis’s Woodpecker	Oak Creek Canyon
52	Brown Creeper	Bullfrog Pond		110	Clark’s Nutcracker	Bethel Ridge
53	Cassin’s Finch	Bullfrog Pond		111	Hairy Woodpecker	Bethel Ridge
54	Cassin’s Vireo	Bullfrog Pond		112	Hermit Thrush	Bethel Ridge
55	Chipping Sparrow	Bullfrog Pond		113	Rock Wren	Bethel Ridge
56	Gray Catbird	Bullfrog Pond		114	Townsend’s Solitaire	Bethel Ridge
57	Hammond’s Flycatcher	Bullfrog Pond		115	Varied Thrush	Bethel Ridge
58	MacGillivray’s Warbler	Bullfrog Pond		116	Common Merganser	Tieton River

My last blog post dealt in part with the logistics ahead for reaching one of my 2017 Birding Goals – observing 300 species in the State of Washington.  I still have that big Eastern Washington trip ahead, the one that I said would likely add 10-12 new species for the year.   Since writing that however, I have had the occasion to make two shorter trips into Eastern Washington and both forays have involved some of my Edmonds birding buddies and both have added some new species in Washington for the year and both have been fun.

The first was an evening foray to Robinson Canyon just west of Ellensburg.  It has been a good spot in the past to find Common Poorwills and Common Nighthawks.  No Nighthawks had been reported from there yet in 2017, but these voracious bug eaters were just arriving in Washington and new reports had been showing up in Ebird from elsewhere so I thought the chances were good.   Common Nighthawks can often be seen (or more likely heard) during the day, but the best time seems to be at dusk, and the Common Poorwills are also likely just as the skies darken as well, so the plan was to arrive at the Canyon around 8 and hopefully find both birds.  Entrance to the upper Canyon is through an unlocked gate and my first good find that night was at that gate.

As I was pulling up there was another car stopped at the gate and someone was opening it.  Small world, it was Steve Pink – one of the Edmonds birders – and who featured prominently in my previous blog.  He was there with wife Connie – also hoping for the same two species.  Just before arriving at the gate, I thought I had heard the familiar “pe-ent” call of a Nighthawk but it was distant and faint so not a for sure observation.  Not too long after parking at the end of the road, we began hearing first Western Wood Pewees and then unmistakably the call of the Common Nighthawk.  They often fly high in the sky and it can be difficult to locate them, but in this case, there were at least three birds and we finally found them flying almost directly overhead – even if quite high in the sky.  If you look real hard at the ID quality only photo, you can even make out the white “wrist” bands on the wings – definitely not my best photo. (A better photo from last year adjoins it.)

Common Nighthawk

  

And then as it got darker, we began to hear the repetitive “poor – will” call of our main quest – the Common Poorwill.  They roost up on the Canyon’s rocky slopes and once one starts calling there can be a veritable chorus.  We heard at least a half dozen.  With luck, you can often find one on the road, their eyes reflecting the light from your car’s headlights.  I left first and unfortunately had no birds on the road.  Steve and Connie left 10 minutes later and did find one Poorwill on the road. (The picture is mine of one on the same road last year).

Common Poorwill

Common Poorwills and Common Nighthawks are taxonomically pretty closely related and belong to a group of birds often called “goatsuckers”.  Here is probably way more information than you would ever want to know about the origin of that terminology and application to these species (and others).  Goatsucker is

“based on a superstition that goes back well over 2000 years. They (Goatsuckers) all have tiny beaks that open to reveal an impressively large mouth used to catch flying insects, and they are active mainly at night. Their nocturnal habits made them mysterious, and their bizarre appearance required an explanation, and as early as the 300s BC Aristotle wrote about the trouble these birds could cause with goats. Four hundred years later not much had changed, and in 77 AD Pliny passed along the prevailing wisdom:  The Caprimulgi (so called of milking goats) are like the bigger kind of Owsels [Thrush]. They bee night-theeves; for all the day long they see not. Their manner is to come into the sheepeheards coats and goat-pens, and to the goats udders presently they goe, and suck the milke at their teats. And looke what udder is so milked, it giveth no more milke, but misliketh and falleth away afterwards, and the goats become blind withall. (from the 1601 translation)

It’s not clear how many people ever believed this. It sounds like Pliny may have had some doubts, and the superstition faded away centuries ago. We still use the name but the “goatsuckers” eat nothing but flying insects and have no interest in, or effect on, goats.”  (from the SIBLEY GUIDE)

Just so you know, no goats were seen in the Canyon by any of us.

During the following week, Ebird reported that both a Least Flycatcher and an Indigo Bunting were being seen regularly in the Wenas area.  I was pretty sure I had heard one of the former on an earlier trip to Umptanum/North Wenas Road but had not seen it.  They are uncommon in Washington although seen usually at recurring locations each year.  Indigo Buntings are quite rare and generate lots of interest (and chasing) in the birding community.  I had one open day on my calendar and figured a chase was in order, especially if it would also provide some good birding company.  Ann Marie Wood, Steve Pink and Frank Caruso were all game and available, so off we went on June 16.  Four birders from Edmonds (close enough Ann Marie) heading East…

On trips east, a first stop is often the summit at Snoqualmie Pass – a chance for restrooms and the possibility of something good at the hummingbird feeders there.  No hummers there, but when we drove a bit further east (most importantly into Kittitas County) the Hyak feeders were alive with hummingbirds.  West of the Cascades, we have both Rufous and the much more plentiful Anna’s Hummingbirds. the latter often overwintering sustained by feeders and non-native plants.  East of the Mountains, Anna’s Hummingbirds are generally quite uncommon or even rare.  I had not realized that this applied even the few miles east of the Summit at Hyak, and thus when we saw two Anna’s among the two dozen or so Rufous at these feeders, I was quite surprised and very pleased to find that they were my first record of this species in Kittitas County.  More notably, it was the 200th species I had seen in Kittitas County – thus fulfilling one of my goals for 2017 – to bring that county list to 200.

We decided to take the shorter route to get to Wenas by going up over Umptanum Road to North Wenas Road and then first to Maloy Road where the Least Flycatcher had been seen before doubling back a mile to try for the Bunting.  I have birded this stretch many times including often this year and it is always a treat – many bluebirds and sparrows as well as flycatchers, thrashers, warblers and others.  We stopped a few times and saw a number of species, but did not “work” it hard since we were on a mission.  At one stop I head a “chucking sound” up on one of the hills.  We never got a look, but the calls were from at least a few Chukars – new for the year.  I made sure we stopped at Bluebird Box #7.  It is a go-to spot for Calliope Hummingbird.  Two weeks earlier I had seen one briefly but not gotten a photo.  This time, the hummer was more cooperative.

Calliope Hummingbird at Box #7

Directions for the Least Flycatcher were pretty specific – in the Aspen Grove on Maloy Road before the bridge over Wenas Creek.  I pulled over when I saw the bridge about a hundred yards ahead and there were Aspens south of the Road.  As soon as I got out of the car, I could hear a faint “Che-bek, Che-bek” call – the Least Flycatcher was there, but it was distant – at least 50 yards in and up in the Aspens.  We tried to lure it to us and it did not seem to want to move at all.  We were going to settle for an identification as “heard only”, but for whatever reason the bird decided to fly in to a last attempt with our recording and it was in the open for split seconds, here and there, flying back and forth across the road.  I timed its brief perch in the open right once and got an ok photo.  It is the smallest of the Empidonax flycatchers and the call and that noted size made the ID certain.

Least Flycatcher

Now we were on to try for the Indigo Bunting.  Those directions were just as good – “at the yellow gate at the Wenas Riparian area”. As we neared the gate, another car was coming towards us.  Was it a birder?  Had he seen the Bunting?  Or was this going to be a shared disappointment?  The license plate “Osprey” answered the first question in the affirmative.  When he turned around and came back to us, he gave an affirmative on the second as well — BUT — after he had observed the Bunting, it had flown off over the hill and was perhaps gone – forever…Uh-oh.  The birder was Denny Granstrand – one of Yakima’s finest – a completely reliable source.  We drove the two cars to a good pull out area just past the gate and started to search.  After a few moments I was attracted by a song back up the road that I thought might be our guy.  I am not good at bird song.  That is Frank’s domain.  But I had earlier played the Indigo Bunting song to familiarize myself with it and this sounded good.  It continued but it was hard to get a spatial sense…until that is we went a little further, and there it was out in the open in a dead cottonwood.  Poor light meant poor photos, but an unmistakable bird and we were feeling pretty good.  Then, just as Denny had said before, it flew off across the road and up the hill.  Satisfied we went back to the car and loaded up to leave.  As we drove past the dead cottonwood, there it was again on its favorite branch – singing away.  As an aside, another Edmonds birding friend, Jon Houghton visited the spot two days later and found the Bunting on the same branch.  (A better photo is included – my first Indigo Bunting in Washington – from Steigerwald NWR in June 2014).

Indigo Bunting (Wenas June 2017)

Indigo Bunting (Steigerwald June 2014)

We continued into the Wenas Campground hoping to add some woodpeckers and more flycatchers, but it was not very birdy and we picked up only a few new species for the day – nothing exciting.  Our total was around sixty species so far but our success in finding both special targets, Indigo Bunting and Least Flycatcher plus adding the Chukars and Calliope Hummingbird (and my Kittitas County Anna’s) meant it had already been a great day.  It was still early so what next?  I felt we had time to go to Oak Creek and a short while on Bethel Ridge where we would hopefully find some good woodpeckers and just maybe an Ash Throated Flycatcher.

At Oak Creek, it took some doing to find a Lewis’s Woodpecker.  Only maybe five – the fewest I have ever seen there – and not as close as usual – still a gorgeous bird.  More of a disappointment was that we did not find any Ash Throated Flycatchers.  I had not been able to look for the one at Marymoor Park, so if I still need/want one, I may have to go to Klickitat County later.  Now on to Bethel Ridge.  We would not have a lot of time, but good to share some of my past experience and hopefully find something new – particularly some woodpeckers.

Lewis’s Woodpecker

Oak Creek Scenery

After hearing a number of Swainson’s Thrushes and Veeries earlier in the day, I was pleased to hear and recognize a Hermit Thrush at one of our stops about midway up the road.  Not uncommon in Washington, but I had not found one earlier when they were at lower elevations, so this was my first for the year,  (It was also our seventh thrush species for the trip as earlier we had Veery, Robin, Swainson’s Thrush, Western and Mountain Bluebirds and Townsend’s Solitaire.  Unfortunately we did not see any Varied Thrushes or we would have had all of the Washington thrush species.)

Now it was time to leave and as we approached the bottom of the road, we saw someone with a tracking antenna off to one side.  We wondered if he was a birder/researcher.  I pulled ahead a little bit to both observe him and also to “take one last look”.  This proved a good move as serendipitously, Steve Pink saw a White Headed Woodpecker on the side of a conifer immediately adjacent to the road.  We were able to get out and get photos.  The fellow with the antenna noted our activity and came over and we told him it had been a White Headed Woodpecker and he took off to track it after it had flown.

Later when photos were checked at home, we noted that the Woodpecker was banded and Ann Marie sent the photo on to Jeff Kozma – who is a researcher in Kittitas and Yakima Counties – and who was the fellow we had seen.  Ann Marie got this information back after he identified the bird as one in his study.

White headed Woodpecker

“Ann Marie, We know a lot about that bird. His transmitter is still functioning and we visit him every 2-3 days. He was banded as a nestling last summer in Tieton Meadow, 1 mile upslope, making him the shortest-distance disperser in our research.

He is a carrier for avian malaria, which can be deadly though he has survived for 1 year despite infection. His infection may explain his sedentary lifestyle – we can’t be sure. He was unsuccessful in attracting a mate this spring, so was unable to nest this summer.

We have tracked his paternal side for 3 generations. His father was hatched in Rattlesnake Creek in 2014. Unfortunately, his maternal side is completely unknown which is pretty common. We’ve never been able to track a female-line for more than 1 generation. The females tend to be more mobile than the males.”

What a great way to end a great day.

As the trip ended we counted up all of the species seen that day and came to just under 90.  Since we had no shorebirds or gulls and only two duck species and we really had not tried for numbers, that was pretty darn good.  When I got back to Bellevue, I added a couple of species of Swallows a Mallard and two species of Chickadee, so I am pretty sure I was over 90 and know we could have hit 100 with targeted effort.

Great birds, great places and great people – the ever present recipe for a wonderful day!

Ann Marie, Frank and Steve

   

(Now at 282 Species for 2017 in Washington and counting…)

My last blog post shared some experiences and photos from my first visit to the Washington Coast this year including a pelagic trip out of Westport.  Even though I am not doing any form of a Washington State Big Year in 2017, I do have a modest goal of seeing 300 species and since I report all of my observations on Ebird, I have a continuous self report that keeps me aware of my totals as I go. On Thursday morning May 18 before embarking on that trip to the Coast, my Washington Year List stood at 234 species.  In the previous four years when I had done some form of a Big Year in the state the totals ranged from a low of 251 species to a high of 290 species – an average of 275 species.  So IF I were doing a Big Year this year, I was seemingly way behind previous attempts.

Species in Washington as of May 17th
2013	2014	2015	2016	2017
251	286	290	278	234

But as is almost always the case in comparisons of any kind and certainly ones with experience based numbers, it is just not that simple.  For example, in each of those previous years, by May 18, I had already visited the Coast and done a Pelagic trip – birding ventures sure to add many new species.  Doing a Big Year includes several different approaches to “birding”.  There is first the general activity of covering a lot of different habitats at different times and just spending time in the field.  Then there is “reactive birding” – chasing “needed” birds as they come up whenever and wherever they come up.  As I am sure I have stated in some earlier blog, Rule Number 1 for a chase is “Go now” as often the birds stay briefly and just do not wait for you to try to see them at your convenience.  Rule number 2 is “If you fail to follow Rule Number 1, then you cannot whine about missing a bird – it’s your own fault.”

As important as those two aspects are to a Big Year, probably the most important part is excellent informed planning on where to go when – the logistical planning to get to the right spots at the right time when needed birds are most likely to be there.  As much as I have enjoyed the general birding and the chases, it is the logistical planning and execution that I have enjoyed most and have been most successful at doing – making it possible to get the large totals I have been able to accumulate in each of those years.

Back to this year.  Not striving for the Big Year, it has not been imperative to chase every new and exciting bird nor to include some trips (to the Okanogan for example) that have been a part of each previous Big Year pursuit.  But while the goal this year is far more modest, 300 species is by no means easy and it does require that logistical effort to find birds at likely spots and at the times that they are going to be there.  Looking forward on that May 18th morning and knowing that the Coast and a pelagic trip were close at hand, it was time to do the logistical planning that would enable me to reach 300.

So…on May 18th I headed to Camano Island to find a Wild Turkey and other species.  I had missed this species on an earlier trip there and had looked for it and failed to find one on a Teanaway Valley trip earlier in the year – where they are almost a gimme.  English Boom on Camano Island is also a guaranteed spot for Purple Martins by mid May, and there was the possibility of a new bird or two at Eide Road.   When I got to Hanstad Road, a tom turkey was strutting on a grassy lawn – a good start.  Even better was that when I got out of the car to take a photo, I heard the plaintive song of a Swainson’s Thrust – another new bird for the year.

Wild Turkey

On to English Boom, but on the way I heard one of the most recognizable of bird calls.  An Olive Sided Flycatcher was calling for liquid refreshment – “Quick three beers” – and there it was on a nearby tree branch.

Olive Sided Flycatcher

English Boom delivered as always as Purple Martins were at most of the gourds, well into their mating and nesting and posing for photos.

Purple Martin

I had hoped for two new species and now had doubled that.  Would luck hold at Eide Road – well only a little as I did find some Blue Winged Teal but no shorebirds.

The previous blog recounts the trip to the Coast and the Pelagic Trip with a stop off at Capitol Forest where I had first of year Hermit Warbler, Pacific Slope Flycatcher and Sooty Grouse.  Those were both general birding experiences and logistical requirements to get to my intended total by year end.  At the end of that trip with the Camano birds, by the end of day on May 20, I now had 264 species for the year.  The chart looks different a couple of days later.  Might even be good for a Big Year try, but that was not the plan AND there were birds I had not tried for in the right season and would not likely to be added later anyhow.  There was still going to be a lot more work to do to even reach that 300 number.

Species in Washington as of May 20th
2013	2014	2015	2016	2017
251	286	290	278	264

Back to logistics.  I knew I had a big trip to Eastern Washington coming up in late June but that was not going to be enough to get to 300 even with good luck.  I was hoping to avoid a second pelagic trip in the Fall so I now needed to plan that Eastern Washington trip carefully, add a species or two here and there and combine a couple of chases and some good luck.  And another twist was that I was balancing a more substantial social and non-birding schedule than in previous years, so the challenge was to find ways to include some spots to visit that would “kill (see) two birds with one stone” for example.  A first opportunity to do that was the next week at the off leash area at Marymoor Park.  We took Bailey for a walk and found the Pectoral Sandpiper that had been located in the mud adjoining that area the day before and also had my first Willow Flycatcher of the year out amidst the dogs.  (I did not bring a camera and the phone proved incapable of a viable photo.)  Similarly the next day we chose to visit Paradise at Mount Rainier – great scenery, a picnic and yes a couple of new birds – Gray Jay and Clark’s Nutcracker – logistics!!

What next?  A chase of course – hoping for the Golden Plovers that had been seen at Eide Road.  Unfortunately chases are not as reliable as good logistics – no Golden Plover – but the bonus was that there were two Wilson’s Phalaropes and a fun photo op for a flock of Blue Winged Teal in flight.

Wilson’s Phalaropes

Blue Winged Teal (6 of 18)

The total was growing but that is what has to happen in May – always the best month to add new species as migration brings in both migrants that continue on and those that will be breeding in Washington as well.  But there was now only one more day in May – time for a “logistical chase”.   The Newhalem Agg Ponds are a known spot for American Redstarts.  I was counting on seeing some at Calispell Lake in Pend Oreille County on my big Eastern Washington trip later, but a “bird in the hand is better than one in the bush” as it is said.  Steve Pink was interested in visiting that area so it would be fun and a great chance for me to visit places I usually do not and which Steve knows very well.

We had a great trip in beautiful weather.  First Steve took me to a new spot – the Whitehorse Trail where we found Red Eyed Vireos – another bird I could count on at Calispell Lake but my first in Snohomish County and my first in 2017.  Later we found numerous American Redstarts at the Agg Ponds and also had the bonus of a drumming Ruffed Grouse – a species that I could not count on later in the year so very much appreciated.  It was a new county bird for Steve in Whatcom County – important to him.

American Redstart

That was the last new bird for the month bringing me to 272 species for the year.  Again let’s look at the comparison with previous years.  I had added 40 species in the two weeks from May 17th.  On the surface it looks like another big year possibility, but I had made my target list for the rest of the year and getting to 300 seems pretty reasonable but even that is going to take work .

Species in Washington as of May 31st
2013	2014	2015	2016	2017
286	290	305	278	272

June has been far less productive than May every year but especially with a long Eastern Washington trip ahead, I am optimistic.  I have very specific stops planned along the way that should put me in good shape but some new shorebirds better show up and that second pelagic trip may be a necessary.  And of course I have not yet been to Neah Bay and that could make all the difference.

I have been out once in June – chasing a Scissor Tailed Flycatcher that was reported by a single observer on Umptanum Road – no luck on that one, but I did add five species – all ones that were planned for on my upcoming trip to Eastern Washington in late June.  The five were Least Flycatcher, Calliope Hummingbird, Lark Sparrow, Veery and Gray Catbird.  I was only able to get a decent photo of the Catbird, so when I see them again later, I will hope for those pictures.

Gray Catbird

Now I am at 277 species.  How do I get to 300?  Logistics, chases and luck.  Here is how I see the breakdown (and I will report back in another blog later to see how it went in reality.)   10-12 new species in Eastern Washington trip that will include Calispell Lake, Spokane County, the Blue Mountains and the Cascades.  5 or 6 more shorebirds.  3-4 new species at Neah Bay.  5-10 miscellaneous.  And if need be another pelagic trip in the fall that should be good for another 5-6 species.  And then there are a lot of “ifs” – if there are surprises, if I go to Salmo Mountain, if I go the Okanogan and some species show up well (and early).  In a really good Big Year, you need all of these things to go well – the upper ranges of possibilities to be found, some unexpected rarities to show up, a second (or even a third pelagic trip) and all the “ifs” to happen.  Those seemingly small differences can add 30 or 40 or even 50 species.  Some others are doing Big Years this year – I wish them well.  I have a big trip coming up for Arizona and may do some more ABA area birding as I have some goals for the ABA area this year – but that will be another blog post – or two – later.

It was a little over two weeks since I had returned from my wonderful trip to Florida.  The two previous weeks had been the mountains in Washington versus mostly the coast in Florida – very different indeed.  But how about our Washington Coast and the one in Florida?  This weekend gave me the opportunity to compare those two very contrasting coasts as I made my first visit of the year to do some pelagic birding with Westport Seabirds.  The early start for the pelagic trip out of Westport makes it almost essential to stay over the night before and thus provides the perfect chance to bird the coastal areas the day before – and possibly some more after the boat trip as well.  Visits are planned around the tides and I always include favorite beaches often with a first stop at the Capitol Forest just south and west of Olympia – a go to spot for Hermit Warblers.  As usual in mid-May they were there in good numbers.  So too were Wilson’s Warblers.

Hermit Warbler

Wilson’s Warbler

A birder is faced with many strategic decisions when birding the Washington Coast – and the first is whether to try to include places in two different areas – turn south from Aberdeen and go to the Westport area or continue west and go to the Ocean Shores area.  A full day can be spent in each area, but with a sufficiently early start and/or a sufficiently late conclusion, both areas can be included and that was my plan.

A first stop at the Hoquiam Sewage Treatment Plant was disappointing as I found no shorebirds and my only new bird for the year was a Bonaparte’s Gull.  Many great birds have been found here in the past – not this time.  So I moved on to Ocean Shores – hoping for shorebirds on the sandy beach near the Casino north of town.  I love driving on the sand and there can be thousands of birds if one is lucky.  At first there were no birds at all and I worried that the relatively low tide was the cause.  But then I started to find mixed flocks foraging at the edge of the water.  This was quite the contrast with the Florida coast where shorebirds were relatively few and were generally only found in the tidal wrack.  My first group was primarily Western Sandpipers with a few Dunlin and Sanderlings – maybe 100 birds.  Later groups were similarly sized but also included Semipalmated Plovers – my first for the year and the species I felt I was most likely to add here.

Western Sandpiper

Dunlin (breeding plumage)

Semipalmated Plover

The only similarity with Florida was that Sanderling were present in both basic and alternate plumages.  I had hopes for another bird seen commonly in Florida and relatively rare in Washington but at least a possibility here – a Ruddy Turnstone – but not this trip.  There were also no larger waders or “special sandpipers” but one surprise was a group of four Red Necked Phalaropes.

Sanderling – Basic (non-breeding) Plumage

Sanderling – Alternate (breeding) Plumage

Red Necked Phalaropes (both male and female)

My next stop was the North Jetty where I hoped to find a Wandering Tattler.  The tide was pretty low and I found no birds on the jetty at all.  I decided not to go to the Oyhut Game Range – often a fantastic spot.  It had not received good reviews lately and the low tide was discouraging so it was off to the Westport area – meaning yet another trip through the ever bleak Hoquiam and Aberdeen.

If the tide timing had been right (2.5 to 3 hours before high tide), I would have stopped at Bottle Beach, but as it was barely noon and high tide was not until 8:30 pm, I drove straight to Grayland Beach – another drive on the open beach this time hoping for Snowy Plovers.  The weather was great.  There were some cars on the beach but not that many – and once again the tide was working against me -just too much exposed sand – and I did not find a single shorebird.  A few gulls and a few Caspian Terns and that was it.  Again time to move on.

Caspian Tern

It was now on to Tokeland.  It has been a great place for Willets – the most reliable spot on the coast – but there had been none reported recently – so I was not optimistic.  Whimbrels and Godwits were also a possibility – so I was at least hopeful.  But once again the tides were wrong or the bird gods were unhappy as there were no birds there at all.  Now the plan was to go to Westport – check out reports of Fork Tailed Storm Petrels and Phalaropes that had been seen regularly in the marina area and also check a favorite spot for a Wandering Tattler before checking into the hotel and then heading back to Bottle Beach – with a favorable tide.

My favorite spot for Tattler is at the far end of the jetty just past the cabins at the “groins” where there is a viewing platform.  No Tattler there, but indeed Fork Tailed Storm Petrels were soaring just atop the water very close in.  Usually this species is seen far out in the open ocean so this was a treat.  So too was a Peregrine Falcon perched on the corner of a nearby building.

Fork Tailed Storm Petrel

Peregrine Falcon

The plan was to get to Bottle Beach 3 hours before high tide.  I arrived a little before that along with Chuck Jensen.  Indeed the tide was still pretty far out but as we started to walk out onto the mud, we could see birds at the water’s edge and my first look through my telescope found the most hoped for bird – Red Knot.  A real beauty in breeding plumage, they can almost always be found – sometimes in the hundreds – at Bottle Beach in May.  There were other shorebirds as well.  As the tide pushed them closer into us we could find Red Knots, Black Bellied Plovers, Western Sandpipers, Dunlin and Short Billed Dowitchers.  No Godwits and again no Ruddy Turnstones, but the Dowitchers and Knots were new for the year and beautiful as the sun came out and provided great light.  Then a flock of Whimbrels flew in and gave us good looks.

Red Knots

Short Billed Dowitcher

Black Bellied Plover and Red Knot

Whimbrel

Figuring the show was over around 7:30, I headed back to town for dinner and then early to bed for an early start the next morning as the boat was to depart at 6:00 a.m.

I don’t know how many pelagic trips I have been on with Westport Seabirds – at least a dozen.  It truly is a first class operation.  Captain Phil Anderson and First Mate Chris Anderson are as good as there are anywhere.  The spotters are always terrific and this time Bruce Labar was aboard as well – not as an official spotter but he just couldn’t help himself and added to the expertise of Bill Shelmerdine, Michael Donahue and Scott Mills.  We were in good hands.  It was also great to see familiar faces on-board as well – Brian Pendleton, Michael Charest, Todd Sahl, Steve Giles and Ed Newbold among others.  The weather was gray but the seas were supposed to be relatively calm and it looked like a good trip.  Certainly a good start when the Fork Tailed Storm Petrels were again seen close in to the marina.

While no two pelagic trips are the same, there is generally a similar pattern as certain birds are seen close in and others are not seen until we reach the deeper water.  Some birds are almost guaranteed (Sooty and even Pink Footed Shearwaters).  Others are almost for sure (Black Footed Albatross, Fulmar and Sabine’s Gull).  Others are regular even if not necessarily seen well (Cassin’s Auklet, Fork Tailed Storm Petrel, Parasitic Jaeger).  Then there is always the chance for something special (or different depending on the time of year) like a Laysan Albatross or a Manx Shearwater or even (be still my heart) a Murphy’s Petrel.  If you are lucky, a processing boat or shrimper is found and there my be hundreds of birds flying all around it.  Other times, birds are more scattered and are seen in small groups or as singletons.  Usually many will come in at chum stops – providing the best views and photo opportunities.  And always some and often many marine mammals – whales, seals, sea lions, dolphins, porpoises.  Each trip is different and this one was definitely no exception.

The start was slow – very slow.  A few Pacific Loons, some Gulls and some Common Murres and not much else.  Finally a few miles out, we picked up our first shearwaters – a few and then many Sooty Shearwaters – often seen very close to shore and often in the thousands – or even tens of thousands.  We diligently looked for a Pink Footed Shearwater but it was quite some time before the first one was seen.  A single Sabine’s Gull was seen and then another but it remained slow – except for a mammal show and then another and another.  Some, but not as many good looks at or as many different kinds of whales as on some trips but I have never seen so many dolphins:  100+ Risso’s Dolphins, 350+ Pacific White Sided Dolphins and 70+ Northern Right Whale Dolphins.  Often they were immediately next to or even under the boat and they put on quite a show.  One Humpback Whale fully breached – a spectacular show not far from the boat – unfortunately it was a complete surprise and was not captured by any cameras.

Pacific White Sided Dolphin

Risso’s Dolphin

Risso’s Dolphins

The mammals were fun, but I wanted more birds – and at least for quite a while there just were not many.  Another group of shearwaters did include some Pink Footed and there were a couple of Cassin’s Auklets but they were very hard to see with the 5 foot seas – not enough for real discomfort but unsteady for photos and any birds on the water were hard to observe.

Pink Footed Shearwater

Then we started seeing Phalaropes – lots of Phalaropes – one or two or groups of 5 or 6 and then more of the same.  Most were Red Phalaropes but a good number of Red Necked Phalaropes were also seen.  Sometimes the two species were together giving great comparisons.  Red Phalaropes really are spectacular – especially the females.  Unlike most bird species, Red Phalarope females are both larger and more colorful than their male companions.

Red Necked and Red (Male) Phalaropes

Red Phalarope Female

Red Phalarope – Flight

Red Phalarope Male

Red Necked Phalarope 

Red Necked Phalarope – Flight

Then at last we had a Black Footed Albatross.  Usually they are plentiful and come quite close to the boat.  On this trip, they were uncommon and mostly remained far away and poor light for all but one did not help photo ops.

Black Footed Albatrosses

Failing to find a fishing boat with birds around it was disappointing but we managed some good birds (even if sporadically nonetheless).  A Jaeger was spotted at some distance but the combination of good luck and Phil’s expertise brought it in closer and we got good looks at a Parasitic Jaeger.  Later in the trip another Jaeger was first thought to be a Long Tailed Jaeger but as it got closer, good looks and photos proved it was another Parasitic Jaeger.

Parasitic Jaegers

  

Then the surprise and best bird of the day.  Even though there had been very few Black Footed Albatrosses we were gifted with a visit by a Laysan Albatross – seen almost each year but not regularly and always welcome.

Laysan Albatross

Now no matter what else – the Laysan Albatross made this a great trip.  Nothing that rare but another good find was a single Tufted Puffin.  Along with the many Common Murres, some Rhinoceros Auklets and a few Pigeon Guillemots and Cassin’s Auklets, this made for a good sampling of alcids for the trip.

Tufted Puffin

Cassin’s Auklet (Distant)

The light had also improved and that allowed for a better photo of some Sabine’s Gulls.  Not killer shots but truly beautiful gulls.

Sabine’s Gulls

A big surprise and disappointment was that we had only a fleeting and single view of a Northern Fulmar.  They are always cooperative at chum spots – when there are many birds around – but that was not our experience on this trip, so I am glad I have lots of Fulmar photos from other trips.  It was time to head back to port.  We were traveling in sunshine and with an incoming tide which made the trip very smooth.  No exciting new birds on the return and we were not able to find a Wandering Tattler on the jetty – a common feat.  But once in the marina  we had our first terns of the trip – a group of Common Terns, some Brown Pelicans, a photo op for a Double Crested Cormorant that I could not resist, a posing Bonaparte’s Gull and a surprise Heerman’s Gull.

Common Tern

Brown Pelican

Double Crested Cormorant

Bonaparte’s Gull

So another great pelagic trip.  Missed some hoped for birds and not nearly the quantities of many that we usually have.  But great looks at many Phalaropes, a cooperative Puffin and the lovely Laysan Albatross plus quite a marine mammal show.  But the day was still young and I was hoping for some shorebirds that were missed the previous day.  Another try for the Wandering Tattler – but again no luck.  Back to Tokeland – nothing there.  One last gasp – another try for Snowy Plover at Grayland/Midway area.  Again zero shorebirds on the beach – but wait – about 1 mile past the normal breeding area, I saw two little blips on the beach.  Positioned the car for a photo – snap, snap – and they were gone.  Definitely cute little Snowies.

Snow Plover

Encouraged by this find – which I had given up on, I decided to make one more try for the Tattler – this time looking at a spot where Brian Pendleton had seen two the day before – at about the same time.  No luck there but at the next “groin” over I finally found one.  A good end to a very good day and a very good trip.

Wandering Tattler

So what about that contrast and comparison with that other Coast – the one in Florida.  My trip there had also included a pelagic trip – the boat trip to the Dry Tortugas.  Other than they were across salt water, there were almost no similarities.  Heck they are only about 3000 miles apart on two different oceans – so what would one expect.  I don’t think there was a single species seen at either coast that was seen at the other one with the exception of the Sanderlings and a couple of Western Sandpipers.  The gulls were different, the terns were different and there were no tubenoses or alcids in Florida at all  although I sure wish there had been an Audubon’s Shearwater!!

As I said, that is one of the things that makes birding so interesting – different birds in different places – all fun to see – challenges and surprises and hopes everywhere.

No not Kansas and definitely not Seattle either.  Our guide, Paul Bithorn, picked us up at the Miami Airport after our red-eye flight from Seattle and despite very little sleep, Frank Caruso and I were ready to bird.  My earlier post ( wordpress.com/post/blairbirding. wordpress.com/14301) set the context for this trip and now I am writing about the actual birding.  And the birds we were after are not found in Kansas and definitely not found in the Northwest.  We had sent Paul a long list of target birds – ABA Life Birds for each of us and ABA Life Photo birds for me.  We had a lot territory to cover and a lot of birds to see and Paul had a plan to find us as many as he could.

Adrenaline was already in our system but when Paul told us that a number of Bahamian rarities were being seen at a local park, the adrenaline increased and sleeplessness was forgotten.  We headed directly to Crandon Park south and east of Miami on Key Biscayne.  In addition to a Thick Billed Vireo (a notable South Florida rarity), there had been recent sightings of a Bananaquit, a Western Spindalis, and a  Bahama Mockingbird on the Osprey Trail and a Fork Tailed Flycatcher had been seen at another spot within the Park. Any one of these birds would be fantastic and the possibility of more than one was beyond any reasonable expectation.  There was also a good chance for migrants.

Even before getting to the area where the birds had been seen, I started picking up ABA Life photos.  I would get better photos of each later, but I quickly got photos of Magnificent Frigatebird, Black Whiskered Vireo, Anhinga, Fish Crow, Black and White Warbler  and Red Bellied Woodpecker.  (I am not including photos of some of these because even though these were my first ABA photos of them, we saw them elsewhere (and sometimes often) and better photos will be included in other blog posts).  Then I found a bird that really startled me.  A quick look noted a small warbler with a striking supercilium and I thought I had a Bananaquit  in a tree near the beginning of the trail.  I checked my field guide and nope not a Bananaquit.  It was a female Black Throated Blue Warbler.  I had never seen a female before.  Little did I know how valuable that misidentification would turn out to be.

Black and White Warbler (First ABA Photo)

Black Throated Blue Warbler – Female – NOT a Bananaquit

A little further down the path, Paul spied a pretty nondescript little bird that he quickly identified as a Thick Billed Vireo.  It was not very cooperative for a photo but we got sufficient looks to tick the species.  We had lots of warblers but mostly American Redstarts, Prairie, Palm, Northern Parula and Cape May Warblers (which was another ABA Life Photo but since I have a much better one from later in this trip, I am not including one here).  Then a small bird flashed in front of me and that earlier confusion with the Blue Throated Gray female paid off.  This time it really was a Bananaquit and I got photos to prove it!!

Bananaquit (ABA Life Bird)

We had been birding for at most an hour and I already had a life bird and 8 life photos.  If we could get the Bahama Mockingbird or Western Spindalis, the trip would already be a big success.  Other birders were looking as well and we all struck out.  A surprise and treat was running into Chris Feeney – a BIG TIME ABA Lister who I had met on my trip to Adak with John Puschock last year.  He too was looking for the Mockingbird.  No success this day, but I learned he found it later in the week.  I added a very poor first ABA photo of a Yellow Billed Cuckoo and that was it.  We decided to move on and went to a different area of the Park looking for the Fork Tailed Flycatcher.  Again no luck.  It had moved on and was not seen again during the time we were there.  But there were other goodies.

Yellow Billed Cuckoo (ABA Life Picture – poor for sure)

At a large pond, we found Egyptian Geese and Muscovy Ducks – both now recognized by the ABA as countable species.  I had seen the Muscovy Duck that was either a released or escaped bird at the Kingston Ferry Terminal in Washington, but this guy was for real.  Later in the trip, we would see dozens of this species.  The photo here is of the first one seen.  I also added ABA Life photos of Gray Kingbird and yet another countable exotic – a Common Myna.

Egyptian Geese (ABA Life Bird)

Muscovy Duck (ABA Life Bird)

Gray Kingbird (ABA Life Photo)

Common Myna (ABA Life Photo)

There was also a Swan Goose – another species I have seen in Washington – but not yet recognized by the ABA.  A couple of very tame Sandhill Cranes gave us great looks and photos and we watched a Tricolor Heron fishing.   As large and colorful and out in the open as it is, it is hard to believe that I first noted this bird by its call.  I remembered it from India where I saw one in the wild.  Here the Indian Peafowl is a domesticated bird or an escapee, but they are thriving and self sustaining in Florida, so who knows, someday they may be “countable’.

Indian Peafowl

But it was time to move on.  We saw birds as we went along the way, but our next stop was to be Dolphin Mall in Sweetwater, FL.  This was more like “Classic Florida” – wetlands, lots of water and lots of birds.  Our quarry here was the Gray-Headed Swamphen – a close relative of the smaller Common and Purple Gallinules.  It took us very little time to find one – a life bird for both of us.

Gray Headed Swamphen (ABA Life Bird)

This was only to be a half day of birding and Frank and I really were pretty beat from the red-eye trip.  Paul was generous with his time and we chased down a lot of parakeet species which I will detail in a separate blog post about them and other exotics.  I will include just two more birds from this day – one a countable exotic and the other a Florida specialty that both Frank and I very much wanted.

The countable exotic is the Nanday Parakeet – one that is easy to identify because of its black head.  The other is the Spot Breasted Oriole.  Paul got both of them for us on that first day and then we had other observations of each later in the trip.  Both were life birds for each of.

Nanday Parakeet (ABA Life Bird)

Spot Breasted Oriole (ABA Life Bird)

I promised i would not go into details, so lets just say that Paul kept going until the light was gone – literally.  No more said – right Paul?!

With the three hour change especially after a mostly sleepless night on the flight, my body had no clue what time was what.  Still there was no trouble meeting Paul for an early start for our birding.  We were off to the Evergreen Cemetery chasing another reported Bahama Mockingbird and to Green Cay and Wakadohatchee Wetlands and to Loxahatchee National Wildlife Reserve.  Lots of ground to cover. And exactly what is a “hatchee”?

No Bahama Mockingbird at the cemetery.  It was wild seeing all of the Muscovy Ducks – faces that only another Muscovy Duck could love.  Paul made sure that we saw Leslie Nielsen’s grave there.

Leslie Nielsen’s Grave (I will spare you the stories from Paul and Frank)

Too bad it was only a Northern Mockingbird that was in a nearby tree.  I found a Wood Thrush at the cemetery but could not get my camera to focus and missed what would have been an ABA first photo.  There will be lots of opportunities for that species photo somewhere else someday.  Otherwise, it was basically more of the same regular birds.

Muscovy Duck with Young

Time to move on and we headed to Wakadohatchee Wetlands in Delray Beach which was a “classic” Florida spot to me – birds nesting in the trees and a boardwalk that got you to them.  I have not said much about non-avian wildlife in these blog posts but we had lots of reptiles on our visit and this was definitely a spot with alligators, iguanas, lizards and such.  I will probably cover some of them in another post but throw in an alligator picture here.

Alligator

But this was a fun place for birds.  The boardwalk took us up close to a number of small islands with a good variety of waders.  We had nesting Wood Storks, Anhingas, Great Egrets, Cattle Egrets and Roseate Spoonbills.  It was also the place where we found our first Purple Gallinule – giving me another ABA first photo – unfortunately one of the only birds we saw here that was not up close.  And we had more Gray Headed Swamphens and I include another photo to compare it with the Purple Gallinule.

Wood Stork

Wood Stork Chick

 Anhinga Juvenile

Cattle Egret

Roseate Spoonbills

Purple Gallinule (ABA Life Photo)

Gray Headed Swamphen

While it is great to see new, rare or target birds especially life birds or life photos, it is most memorable when there is some activity that reminds us that these are real life birds in their natural environments where they eat, breed, compete and display.  We had one such encounter here when two Common Gallinules were seemingly fighting each other to establish dominance – and probably to show off to nearby females.  We watched for many minutes in fascination as they squared off and fought.  The photo captures some of the action and shows the incredibly long toes on their feet.

Fighting Common Gallinules

  

Just after we watched that display we had another “magic moment” one of my favorites for the entire trip.  We had just seen a Black Necked Stilt on one of the islands, our first shorebird for the trip, when I caught a small form flying across the water.  Even though I have only seen the species once – more than 43 years ago – and it was moving fast – somehow my brain immediately knew what it was and I called it out.  I even caught a fleeting shot of it in the camera.  Not a great shot but my first ever of a Least Bittern.  It had been on my want list but I was not optimistic and any shot even a poor one made me happy.  And then it got way better.  As we rounded a bend in the boardwalk, we saw the Least Bittern fly back behind some reeds and then move its way through some others – coming out into the open on a couple of occasions in good light for an excellent photo opportunity – and then we saw a second one – not as photo friendly.

Least Bittern – (ABA Life Photo)

Soon thereafter some more drama as we came upon an Anhinga that had speared a pretty sizable fish – a Bream.  It maneuvered to get the fish into position for several moments and then swallowed it whole down its long neck.  It would seemingly be enough food to last quite a while.

Anhinga with Fish

We also had a Little Blue Heron, a Tricolored Heron and a Great Blue Heron at Wakadohatchee – a really terrific place.  There were not many ducks on our trip but here we had one of the best looking – a Black Bellied Whistling Duck – a species I had seen in Texas only.  And another terrific place was up next as we headed to Green Cay – another wetlands with a great boardwalk – this one in Boynton Beach.  On the way Paul showed us a Monk Parakeet at its massive nest.  There is a small colony of these Parakeets in Yacolt, Washington where they have successfully nested but unlike here in Florida, it is not countable in my home state.  It is also countable in Texas where I have seen it but this is my first photo of an ABA Countable bird.

Black Bellied Whistling Duck

Monk Parakeet (ABA Life Photo)

There was a feeder on the way in to Green Cay that Paul said often had Painted Buntings.  We watched for quite a while with great anticipation hoping to see these very colorful birds and then two flew in and perched – but unfortunately they were the very drab females and no males ever made an appearance.

Painted Buntings – Females

Per the above, we did not have many ducks on this trip and the Mottled Duck  we had at Green Cay sure looked drab compared to the Black Bellied Whistling Duck at Wakadohatchee.  We also had a Blue Winged Teal – the only place we had either species.

Mottled Duck

Blue Winged Teal

Boardwalks are great both in providing access and also in giving birds places to roost right in front of watchful observers.  These next three photos from Green Cay could not make that point any better.  The first is of a Green Heron that seemed to prefer the Boardwalk railing to any of the mangroves.  We saw many Green Herons here and at other stops, but this was easily my favorite photo. The second is of a young Double Crested Cormorant that never flinched from its railing post – even when one lady literally came within inches as she walked by.  The third is another one of my favorites for the whole trip – a close up of an Eastern Screech Owl – an ABA Life photo.  It was part of a three owl family group near a nest box.

Green Heron

Double Crested Cormorant – Close-up

Eastern Screech Owl – (ABA Life Photo)

We should have been very tired, but Paul kept producing more and better birds and places and we were going strong.  Our next stop was to be at Loxahatchee National Wildlife Reserve, a very large reserve in Palm Beach County which supposedly is the most northern remnant of the Everglades system.  We had a repeat of some of the birds seen previously but it was here that we found our first Limpkin – another ABA Life Photo – and several Glossy Ibis.  We saw them in many places but the best photo of a Tricolored Heron was also from Loxahatchee’

Limpkin (ABA Life Photo)

Glossy Ibis

Tricolored Heron

Although it would get supplanted by an experience in the Everglades the next day, it was at Loxahatchee that we first found a Swallow Tailed Kite, a beautiful bird I had seen only once before and which was at the very top of my Photos Wanted list.  I was riding high when I was able to get its photo.

Swallow Tailed Kite (Life ABA Photo – but Even Better the Next Day)

We had hoped for a Two Kite day but but we did not find our other target – a Snail Kite – well  that is until just after we left the Refuge.  We were on to our next spot after Loxahatchee when I saw a “form” perched on a wire out of the car window that was clearly a raptor and even at the speed we were going – looked interesting.  Had it been on home turf, I probably would have assumed it was just another Red Tailed Hawk and kept going but it looked smaller – here then it most likely was a Red Shouldered Hawk, but something different had caught my eye and I wondered if we had a Snail Kite.  Paul said we definitely had to find out and he did the first U-Turn he could.  Sure enough it was our first Snail Kite of the trip.  A Life bird for Frank and my first photo.  It flew almost as soon as we parked across from it but we could watch it in flight and then as it landed on a metal post across the road.

Snail Kite (ABA Life Photo)

It was mid afternoon and Paul’s Plan was to take us to a spot where Red Whiskered Bulbul was likely.  It was a small residential community and we walked through it looking for another exotic that was now established and countable by the ABA.  I spoke to some of the residents out walking dogs or playing with kids – mostly to assuage any concerns about folks with binoculars and cameras in their neighborhood.  Some were familiar with the Bulbuls and had seen birders there looking before.  No luck at first and then we saw a pretty cool thing – sort of.  Seemingly out of nowhere, a Cooper’s Hawk swooped in and picked a dark “something” off of the ground and then perched nearby.  At first we thought it was a Bulbul.  How horrible would that be!  Check out the photo yourself – is that feathery or furry?

Cooper’s Hawk 

Shortly thereafter we found a single Red Whiskered Bulbul in a tree and I was able to get a photo.  And it was a very welcomed ABA Life Bird for Frank.

Red Whiskered Bulbul (ABA Life Photo)

Not long afterwards, we had another exotic that at least as of yet is not ABA Countable – Common Hill Myna – one of many seen.

Common Hill Myna (Not An ABA Bird – at least not yet)

It had been another long and great day.  We had dinner at one of Paul’s favorite establishments.  Everyone was friendly and knew Paul.  It was not exactly a birder crowd but everyone was welcome and we welcomed the excellent straightforward food.  Then it was back to the motel – ready for the next day – off to the Everglades.  We had over 100 species for the two days – many of them South Florida Specialties.  Super birding!!  Most definitely we were NOT in Kansas!!

After the long boat ride back from the Tortugas, we got to Key West around 5:15 p.m.  It was still very light – and at least as far as I was concerned, there were still birds to be seen, birding to do.  But this was another case where looking back, I would have done this trip differently – at least for me.  There is a big difference between birding on one’s own and birding with a group; and there are big differences between groups.  Trips with Audubon Societies or local Bird Clubs are different than trips with major tour companies like WINGS, Rockjumper, VENT, High Lonesome Tours or FIELD GUIDES for example.  I have been on trips of both kinds with all of them and for the most part, all have been enjoyable and successful.  It is important to match approaches with expectations or goals – I did not do this well this time.

Birders on the tour company tours tend to be more interested in adding new species to lists with very specific targets and are generally more intense in that pursuit.  It is not that they are necessarily better birders and certainly not necessarily better or more interesting people, but they are more purposeful and dawn to dusk is the usual schedule.  The two and a half days when I was birding with only Paul Bithorn and Frank Caruso were focused like that and included early morning starts, long days and late night finishes.  Food was at most a second thought – grabbing what we could wherever and whenever we could – and then getting back to the birds.  The Tropical Audubon Society tour was far more interested in food and where to eat it than I was.  Many more hours and many more dollars were spent on food than I would have allocated and spent if I were doing this again. Nothing wrong with their way – just not what I would have chosen if asked.

So after returning from the Tortugas, we were done for the day.  The same thing had essentially been the case the evening before when it took a long time to get rooms assigned and then go to what apparently was a favorite place for a long dinner – excellent food and company – but not what I would have expected on a birding tour – especially since the expensive meal was being paid for by me and not the tour itself.   At least on this night it gave me a chance to do something special to commemorate and celebrate Frank’s milestone ABA Bird 700.  I arranged for the restaurant to bring a whole Key Lime pie to the table with “FC 700” written on the top.  You only have one chance to see your 700th species!!

The Key Lime Celebration Pie

The next morning got off to another slow start as it was “essential” that the group go to a particular deli for breakfast.  Having already significantly overloaded on calories and time spent eating, I stayed outside and looked for birds – particularly hoping to finally get a photo of a White Crowned Pigeon, a specialty of the Keys.  Our leader had earlier assured me that they would be “everywhere”, but we had had only a few flybys – no perched birds and definitely no photos.  I did not find the pigeon but got probably my best photo of the trip of a Red Bellied Woodpecker – common enough everywhere but it had been on my “picture wanted list” at the start of the trip.  Perched on the only tree in the parking lot outside of the deli.

Red Bellied Woodpecker

And another bird was present in large numbers in that parking lot Red Junglefowl – the direct ancestor of our domestic chickens.  It is not a countable species, but from the numbers we saw in numerous places perhaps it may become so.  There were at least 12 birds scrounging around the lot including two broods of young chicks.

Red Junglefowl

At last the birding began and after a while, we finally found a single White Crowned Pigeon perched high in a tall tree and some distance away.  It would be the only one perched we found and thus is the only photo for the trip.  I had seen them on that 1978 trip, so no lifer, but I was glad to get the photo and appreciative of the spotting by Ed Rumberger – an appreciation that would replay later in the day.

White Crowned Pigeon

Our first main stop heading home was to Fort Zachary Taylor.  A good number of migrants had been reported there earlier in the week, but it was very quiet when we birded there.  The best bird was a Black Whiskered Vireo, another South Florida Specialty.  I had already seen several on my visit, but one birder who had also been on the Tortugas the day before got his lifer there – always nice.

Black Whiskered Vireo (photo from the first day of my visit)

Birding remained slow most of the day.  There was yet another (to me) waste of time as we went to first one and then another “must eat at” restaurants for lunch.  Both were very crowded so the group moved on and finally came to a third spot for a long lunch.  Given the slow birding, maybe it didn’t matter.  We did find some more shorebirds – once again at the wrack line on the beach.  The most common shorebirds were Least Sandpipers and Ruddy Turnstones.  The latter are uncommon in Washington and seeing them in full breeding plumage was fun.  There were also a lot of Sanderlings – abundant at times in Washington.  Again it was very nice to see them in full breeding plumage – sometimes next to others still in their dull winter garb.  And finally we had our first Short Billed Dowitchers for the trip.

Ruddy Turnstone

Sanderlings – Breeding and Basic

 

Short Billed Dowitcher

Frank and I had looked for a Mangrove Cuckoo with Paul earlier in our trip and we had stopped once on the way down to Key West as well.  We found none.  We tried once more, this time at Black Point Park and Marina in Homestead.  The thick Mangroves were supposed to be a favored spot for this South Florida specialty – a life bird for almost everyone there.  The raucous call was played out from different apps to what was supposed to be a very responsive bird – nothing.  More playback and more nothing.  Then after maybe 30 minutes of failed effort, Tom Keegan came through once again.  A Cuckoo had apparently flown into a Mangrove in response to the calls but had neither called back nor perched out in the open to see what was going on.  It was very difficult to see from where we were, but as was often the case, Paul was able to get on the bird and was able to get me a good view through a small window in the wind blown foliage.  I tried to get photos as best I could, but there was always something in the way that did not allow my autofocus to work.  If I had been back 25 feet next to Ed Rumberger, the view would have been clearer and Ed’s photo is included here.  Thank you Ed.

Mangrove Cuckoo

After checking my photo attempts carefully after uploading them on the computer, I found one that showed the bird poorly behind dense foliage – sufficient barely for an ID only.  So I had both a life bird and a life photo.  Frank and much of the rest of the group were not so lucky as the bird was just so difficult to see.

The group also visited Crandon Park hoping for some of the rarities that had been seen there, but it was really dead.   Back to the Audubon Center and our trip was over.  It had been good to end with the Mangrove Cuckoo even if not the best views.  There definitely had been some great birds and it was good to meet some fine folks, especially the two couples, Tom Keegan and Beth Waterbury from Idaho, and Ed and Barbara Rumberger.  Barbara does some incredible work with a group called Operation Smile that does reconstructive surgery for children with cleft palates all over the world.  She was off to Nicaragua within days after our tour ended.  All in all, 100 species had been seen by one or another of the members of the group.  I include some photos of some of them – not included in earlier posts – not life birds or life photos, but great to see and photograph at any time.

Burrowing Owl

Reddish Egret

Yellow Crowned Night Heron

After the three days with the larger group, it was nice to be back to the Paul, Frank and Blair threesome and to head north for some new birds.  Instead of being in Paul’s car, we rented one from Enterprise.  I will give a shout out to them as they were very efficient and after seeing very long lines at the other rental car companies, this proved a good choice.  I was now the driver and driving in South Florida is “different”.  Still way too many cars just like Seattle but the drivers are to my way of thinking much better.  South Florida conjures up images of lots of old retirees who you might expect to be very careful and slow drivers.  There definitely were some but much more the case was of very fast and aggressive drivers.  Unlike the bane of my driving existence in Seattle, here the left lanes really were used for passing and faster drivers.  Speed limits on the major highways were 65 or even 70 and if you were not going at least 7 miles faster than that (and sometimes even 10 or 15 mph faster), you better get out of the way.  Have to admit, that had great appeal – both to join in but moreso because there were just not many out in the left lanes slowing things down.

Our targets heading north were Florida Scrub Jay, Bachman’s Sparrow, Red Cockaded Woodpecker, Crested Caracara and maybe some shorebirds and a long shot – Smooth Billed Ani.  The Scrub Jay and Woodpecker would be life birds for me.  The Sparrow and Ani would be new photos and the Ani would be a life bird for Frank.  Earlier this year I had joined Mike and MerryLynn Denny on their Owls by Day trip (See    ).  On that trip I had met Bruce Lagerquist who has birded a lot in Central Florida and Bruce shared some of his birding wisdom with me – it proved to be extremely helpful.  Paul also knew many of the key spots and that coupled with Ebird reports gave us all we needed to know to find our birds.  It was more than a three hour trip to get to this new area so it was already midday when we got to our territory. – starting in the Three Lakes Area – one of Bruce’s recommendations.  We had been in heavy sunshine throughout the past six days, but now the weather had changed with sun, clouds and showers mixed in.

The Three Lakes area was supposed to be good for Bachman’s Sparrow.  Amazingly we had not seen a single sparrow of any kind during the previous 6 days – hardly like our Washington birding.  We understood that Bachman’s Sparrows were shy and unresponsive so my hopes were high but expectations were low.  Frank, with his ever keen ears was the first to recognize a “different song”.  We compared it to our Bachman’s Sparrow recordings and it was very close – we had our bird – but where was it?  Hardly shy and quite responsive, first one and then another responded to our playback and one came in for my first ever photo.

Bachman’s Sparrow

We understood that Whooping Cranes could be found in this spot, but that apparently is no longer very likely as the population has diminished significantly and maybe even disappeared.  I have missed them in Texas twice, so it would have been wonderful.  Sadly we found only Sandhill Cranes.

We did not pursue specific other targets in the immediate area but kept our eyes open for anything new.  We heard the distinctive call of Northern Bobwhites but did not locate any birds.  As with every other place in Florida, Northern Cardinals, Blue Jays, Boat Tailed and Common Grackles and especially Northern Mockingbirds were abundant.  We also had more Red Shouldered Hawks, Swallow Tailed Kites, Black and Turkey Vultures, our first Bald Eagle, Eastern Meadowlarks, a singing Carolina Wren, our first Osprey, another Limpkin, lots of Cattle Egrets and a small group of Snail Kites.

Eastern Meadowlark

Limpkin

We headed for a spot near Vero Beach that Bruce had said was a sure thing for Florida Scrub Jay.  Along the way, we had another Snail Kite, 4 Swallow Tailed Kites and another Short Tailed Hawk.  We found our spot, the Wabasso Scrub Conservation Area in Indian River County.  The last half mile before arriving did not look like a place you would want to visit alone or at night and when we arrived at the park, two cars pulled off and we immediately thought drug transaction – definitely not birders.  A jay appeared – but unfortunately only a Blue Jay.  I went out exploring and found a path leading into a sandy area.  Not too far in I played the Scrub Jay call, and there was an immediate response and a Florida Scrub Jay flew right over my head and perched near the top of a short tree.  Not a perfect photo, but a life bird and life photo nonetheless.  Then without any further prompting on my part, it flew down and landed literally at my feet less than 5 feet away on the sand.  I actually had to back up to get it sufficiently far away to take a much better photo.

Florida Scrub Jay

Frank had not originally followed on this path but quickly did so and found the Scrub Jay when I returned with the news.  We were two for two now on our pursuits so far and a Red Cockaded Woodpecker beckoned.  It was getting late and the weather was threatening but we headed off to the St. Sebastian River Preserve State Park – another of Bruce’s can’t miss spots.  By the time we arrived, it was getting dark – a little bit from the hour but moreso from very dark skies portending rain and possibly thunder and lightning.  The preferred habitat for the Red Cockaded Woodpecker is described as forests with little underbrush and few trees except for tall pines.  This area looked perfect.

Pine Woods at St. Sebastian State Park

Frank and I started down the trail looking for white markings on trees that would indicate that nests were at hand.  We saw none and the skies continued to darken.  We heard some chattering and Frank saw some small birds fly and concluded they were more Brown Headed Nuthatches.  Since he had already seen Red Cockaded Woodpeckers and did not need one as a life bird as I did, and probably also being much wiser when came to the danger of lightning strikes, Frank headed back to the car.

I carried on and in another 100 yards or so was pretty sure I was hearing the Woodpeckers.  The chatter was coming from a spot that looked like it was across a ravine or even a small stream.  As I approached, I got a glimpse of one woodpecker in flight. I had already seen a Red Bellied Woodpecker, but this looked different and when the chatter continued I was certain it was a Red Cockaded.  It turned out that the ravine was both shallow and dry and when I crossed it, just ahead of me two black and white woodpeckers flew in together.  I had the targeted Red Cockaded Woodpeckers.  The light was terrible so the resulting photos were pretty poor, but there was no question about the ID.

Red Cockaded Woodpeckers

I looked hard for some red on the head of the birds and found none – and figured maybe it was just the poor light.  Later at home, I looked at better photos on the Internet and even on the best of them, the amount of red was tiny so no surprise none was seen under the conditions I had in the field.  See the photo below.

Red Cockaded Woodpecker with Red Showing (from the Internet)

I high tailed it back to the car and got in just as the thunder and lightning started and it poured.  It would have been worth it to get wet – but I was very happy to have avoided that.  Paul’s brother lived fairly close and he had graciously offered to put us up for the night.  After a very effective day of birding with two new life birds for me and an additional life photo, it was nice to relax – have some carry out Chinese food for dinner and get to bed early.

Hoping for a better view of these Woodpeckers, we returned to St. Sebastian the next morning.  We were greeted by very loud “Bob – White” calls.  My ears directed me in the direction of a distant pine tree and sure enough, a male Bobwhite was sitting on an open branch calling frequently.

Northern Bobwhite

Frank soon also picked up a recently familiar call.  We were hearing and then seeing several more Bachman’s Sparrows.  And then another familiar call – the “pe-ent” of a Common Nighthawk.  Often heard flying during the day, none of us had ever heard one call from a daytime roost before, which this one seemed to be doing – quite a surprise.  Just as I was about to snap a photo, it flew off the exposed limb of one tree and flew a mere eight feet to the next tree.  None of us had seen a Nighthawk do this before.  This time it remained still for a photo.

Common Nighthawk

We walked towards where I had found the Red Cockaded Woodpeckers the previous day.  A large raptor flushed and flew silently away from us.  Not a great look but we were 99% sure it was a Great Horned Owl.  Maybe its presence explained why we were not able to find the sought after woodpeckers.  We did get looks to confirm that Frank was right about the Brown Headed Nuthatches the day before.  We also had Pine Warblers and  Eastern Towhees and then a Tufted Titmouse calling.  The latter is a common bird in the right habitat but I had never gotten a photo so was quite disappointed when I was unable to coax it in for a picture.  Unfortunately unlike the previous day, no Red Cockaded Woodpeckers were heard or seen.  More Bachman’s Sparrows and that was it.

Another Bachman’s Sparrow – Not Secretive at All

How strange that before coming to Florida, I had my doubts about seeing a Bachman’s Sparrow.  Not only had it proved easy to find but also easy to photograph and just like the Laughing Gull was our only gull of the trip, the Bachman’s Sparrow was our only sparrow.  Amazing…

We were running out of target birds.  I was interested in a Red Headed Woodpecker – needing a picture, and we were both interested in a Smooth Billed Ani – Frank as a life bird and me for a life photo.  Since there were lots of places where I might find the woodpecker, but this was the only likely area for the Ani, we decided to concentrate on that.  First however, I had found an Ebird report of a seemingly extraordinary shorebird spot – not on a wrack line but a more traditional area of mudflats.  Best of all, the report had included two White Rumped Sandpipers, a species that was on my wanted photo list.  Literally hundreds of shorebirds were reported so off we went to try to find Lake Poinsett and its smaller arm, Lake Florence, in Brevard County.  It was a ways off, really off the beaten path and a bit hard to find – and the weather was definitely turning for the worst with more thunderstorms brewing but when we arrived, there were shorebirds indeed.  Lots of them.  Hundreds of them.

The problem was that the mud flats were both large and hard to access as we were afraid to drive the car out onto obviously soft ground – and it wasn’t going to be easy to walk out closer either.  From the car we could see that there were Dowitchers, peeps, Black Necked Stilts, Semipalmated Plovers, and Yellowlegs.  There were also some sandpipers that were larger than the peeps and at least one that sure looked like it had a white rump when it flew.  The challenge was going to be how to identify specific species.  And then the birds all took off – flying left and right.  In Washington, when this happens we generally look for a Peregrine Falcon or an Eagle on the hunt.  Sure enough we found two immature Bald Eagles on the flats.

The birds resettled but now were more scattered on the sizable mudflats.  And then the rain came – not a light rain – a downpour – making wet ground even wetter.  I waited it out and then could not resist and got Paul’s scope and ventured as far out onto the soft ground as I could.  With the aid of the scope, I could identify 150+ Semipalmated Sandpipers, 46 Semipalmated Plovers, a half dozen Least Sandpipers, both Short and Long Billed Dowitchers, 35 Lesser Yellowlegs, 4 Greater Yellowlegs, 5 Black Necked Stilts and 15 Stilt Sandpipers.  Each of those numbers was probably conservative and there had seemed to be many more individuals than that before the Eagle scare.  And there was one “large peep” that I was pretty sure was the White Rumped Sandpiper that we had seen before.  It was a bit larger than the peeps almost as large as the Stilt Sandpipers but with a less erect posture.  It had relatively long wings.  Mostly brown, it had indistinct spotting on its breast and a bit of a white eye stripe/supercilium.  The bill seemed a bit longer than the Semipalmated Sandpipers but much shorter than the Stilt Sandpipers and with at most a very slight droop.  The legs were dark.  The feather scaling on the back seemed smaller than the Semipalmated’s as well.  Unfortunately it was pretty far out and the light was terrible.  Never have I more wanted a bird to fly but it never did so no chance to see the rump.  Was this the White Rumped Sandpiper?  Paul was convinced that it was.  Two had been reported here two days ago.  Probably was, but it sure would have been nice to get a for sure photo.  The only two even half way decent photos of any shorebirds were from before the deluge (and the gray skies that remained afterwards) and before the birds moved further away – one of a Stilt Sandpiper and one of a Lesser Yellowlegs.

Stilt Sandpiper

Lesser Yellowlegs

It was time to go – to try for an Ani.  In the vicinity we also had a Dark Phased Short Tailed Hawk (seen from car on highway only), a Wood Stork, Snowy and Great Egrets, Tricolored and Little Blue Herons and a Roseate Spoonbill.  We kept looking for a Caracara and finally found one perched on a pole as we sped by – with more rain.  We were heading to Stormwater Treatment Area 5/6.  Paul had had Ani’s there in the past and one was reported from a few days earlier.  A remote and pretty unattractive spot.  Another long drive and with lots of very heavy rain – not fun at all.  We arrived and there was bad news and more bad news.  The entry gate was closed and it was raining – hard.  Walking in was still a possibility but not in that rain.  When one of the workers left through the gate we showed him a photo of the Ani and he said – “Oh yeah, see them all the time.”  Indeed the habitat looked perfect – so we decided to wait out the rain and walk in.  After 30 minutes, we got a sufficient break to give it a try.  There was a lovely but wet Loggerhead Shrike and lots of Black Vultures, wings outstretched to dry off from the rains but no go for a Smooth Billed Ani.  And then the rains returned.  We left in defeat.

Loggerhead Shrike

Black Vulture

The return to Miami was in some of the hardest rains I have ever seen.  We worried about hydroplaning and even seeing the road.  The biggest dangers were the drivers who remained on the highway but toodling along at 30 mph when the rest of us were doing 60 or more.  At least some of them had their lights on.  And when we got back to Miami – the rain stopped.  We were exhausted.  A last dinner with Paul and then our good byes.  We had run out of birds, stories to tell, jokes to share and roads to travel.  It had been wonderful.

Paul, Frank and Blair (and yes Frank got a lot of grief about his Pats shirt)

Our flight was not scheduled to leave until the next evening and we still had the car, so the next morning Frank and I – alone in Florida for the first time – headed back to the Black Point Marina with hopes of a much better Mangrove Cuckoo experience.  Just as in our previous visit, we quickly heard Prairie Warblers but now there were other sounds as well – including a number of very active Northern Flickers.  We had heard a couple and seen one at distance earlier in our trip but unlike in Washington, they seemed to want no part of us and remained distant.  I wanted a photo of the Yellow Shafted form that is dominant in the East, but it had not been possible to get one.  This morning they seemed to be everywhere – drumming and calling and persistence finally paid off and here is the photo.  Still at distance and highly magnified but the black mustache is clear.  Our Western Red Shafted forms have a red mustache.

Northern Flicker – Yellow Shafted Form

So much for Flickers what about Cuckoos?  Also unlike the previous visit we started to hear Mangrove Cuckoos. this time.  At first there was one and then we were sure we heard two.  But try as we might, we could not get them to fly in for a look.  I went back to a small bridge over to a walking bath next to the channel and heard at least one more and probably two more there.  They would not fly in and were not visible.  Frank had a possible fly over, but it could have been a Blue Jay.  We gave it our best shot for an hour plus and then called it quits – a Prairie Warbler photo our best souvenir.

Prairie Warbler

It was getting hot – really hot – and really humid again as well.  Crandon Park had been so good to us, so we decided to give it one more try – our last birding in Florida.  For the fourth time, we hiked out along the Osprey Trail.  We were tired and our energy was disappearing – and it must have been the same for the birds – almost nothing was there to be found.  There were more birders than birds and all had the same story – nada.  We left – returned the car to Enterprise – again a shout out to them for making everything so easy  – and then checked in many hours early for our flight home.

The return flight was almost as bumpy as our boat ride to the Tortugas which was already seeming like a long time ago.  It had been a great trip.  As with most trips there were surprises, some disappointing misses and many more happy “gets”.  Frank’s 700th ABA Species was certainly a highlight – especially such a great bird as an Antillean Nighthawk.  The close encounter with the Swallow Tailed Kites at Flamingo remained my most magical moment.  The Bananaquit and Western Spindalis at Crandon Park the biggest surprise rarities.  I don’t expect I will be back that way anytime soon and I sure wouldn’t want to live there, but the birding is extraordinary and it is a must see place to go if one is serious about birding.  If Paul Bithorn is available – grab him as a guide.  He will get you your birds.  I just hope he takes care of his knees so he can continue to walk the trails etc.

It is a little odd ending this blog post at the end of this trip as there are at least two and maybe three more that need to be written to recount the experiences and birds of the trip.  That won’t happen for a few more days as Washington birds beckon.  It is fun to relive the trip as I write and I know I will return to re-read this post later and relive the moments again.  Thanks to all who made it possible.