Friday, November 6, 2015

Crescendo (27Oct-06Nov2015)

Hello birders,

I have been silent on the blog front, or at least this blog, mainly because I hate posting without having anything new to show for it.  Well everything came to a crescendo yesterday when I added 3 new year birds in 4 hours!!!

First some photos from the past 2 weeks.


One of my many Ruby-throats.


The new moon was causing some major high tides in the Ft. Fisher area.


Another development, some folks may know I have horrible hearing.  Mostly in the high frequencies.  Well recently I have decided to finally act on getting some hearing aids.  What a difference!  I could hear all the birds including this Downy.


Some blue moth, I should look it up but I am lazy today.


Prairie Warbler looking kind of under the weather.


The tide was so high earlier this week that all the birds were forced onto the rocks at Federal Point.  Mostly Dunlin and Dowitchers but some Garbled Modwits.


When is the last time you saw a Dowitcher in a bush????

The mighty bellow of a Boat-tailed Grackle can knock a man backwards.


So nice!   I can sit and go through groups of birds like this for hours.


Ebony and Ivory, a color pattern that will always win.




The tide was so high that all the nasty people that usually hangs out on the rocks were cut off by about a foot of water.  So I rolled up my pant legs and was able to get real close.


Even a Dunlin is a gorgeous bird when you can get close and appreciate all the fine plumage details.


Willet


Phoebe

On the basin trail I have been seeing all kinds of raptors.


This guy was easy to find, just follow the white arrows.


Cooper's Hawk


His Royal Highness

Last weekend I took a trip to Shackleford Island to get the Reddish Egrets and American Golden Plovers that have been reported left and right.  Or at least that's what I thought.

However I had some time to kill before the first ferry so I tried Cedar Island Ferry Terminal and all I had to show for it was some not so wild horses.


On Shackleford I had truly wild horses, although it's hard to tell when the branded number on his butt.  Kind of ruins the wild mystique.


When I walked over a dune and saw this bird, I about pooped myself.  It was in the exact spot we got a Long-billed Curlew last year.


I knew the bill was short, but immature curlews can have fairly short bills.


And he was so buffy underneath!


But the more I looked at him the more I realized it was probably just a Whimbrel.


Whimbrel? We don't need no stinking Whimbrel..


I started to scrutinize all the hundreds of Black-bellied Plovers and I probably would have found an American Golden but my two hours ran out and I had to run back to the ferry landing for my ride back.  Both my kids had soccer games in the afternoon and I didn't want to miss either of them.

Sunday I tried chasing a White-winged Dove that was chilling at my buddy Ben's house down town.  But this guy was chilling instead and WWD was no where to be found.


Red-shouldered Hawk


He does have a Rufous/Allen's coming to his feeder too.  I believe Susan will be down to band it later.  I am obviously hoping it is an Allen's.  I went back to Ben's 3 more times looking for the White-winged Dove getting skunked each time.

So the suspense is killing you right?  What were my 3 new birds??  Well it started with a Scissor-tailed Flycatcher that Harry S reported the previous evening down at Ft Fisher.  I went first at first light and despite the pea soup fog I was able to capture this countable image.  If it is the same bird as a couple years ago, it's tail has grown a bit but still a bit inadequate.



I didn't stay long and neither did the bird.  I had my next quarry to tackle all the way in the opposite direction at Wrightsville Beach.  A friend called the previous evening and told me something I just had a hard time believing.  A Burrowing Owl was hanging out on Masonboro Island!!  I think the last confirmed sighting of a live Burrowing Owl was in Carteret County by none other than JFuss (I think) back in 1972!! I was just a gleam in my father's eye at that point.  Dave picked us up in his boat at 8am and we headed over.  We split up into three groups of 2 and prepared to walk the various paths in the dunes.  It didn't take long, as I got up to the path right next to the jetty, a large bird flushed from the heather about 10 feet away!  I knew immediately it was our bird.


Burrowing Owl!!!!

It flew about 100 yards away and landed on the jetty.


This picture is very cropped.  Unfortunately a Harrier began to harass the owl, but eventually left him alone and he just sat still and we were able to get the whole group together and get outstanding scope views from about 50 yards away.  We decided not to get closer so as to not stress the bird out.


A digiscoped image with my iPhone - I didn't realize it at the time but I must have had some sepia filter on.  After about half an hour, something spooked him or he decided it was time for a nap and he dove down into some rocks.  We congratulated ourselves and decided to consult the original finder of the bird (a surveyor) before letting anyone know.  It seemed only fair that we could not spill the beans until she was consulted.  We knew people would be coming from all over NC for this bird and were a little weary of it.  However, it is hanging out in a place that gets alot of traffic from surfers and weekend warriors so I would not be surprised if it was a non-birder that ultimately causes the bird to throw in the towel.  Ultimately it was decided everyone who puts in the effort should get a chance to see the bird.  Hopefully people will be respectful and keep a distance once the bird is found.  I suggest sticking to the trails and not climbing the jetty although I am sure surfers will.


This Savannah almost looks like a Vesper.


Piping Plover

So since I was on a roll, I decided to try for the White-winged Dove again.


The Rufous/Allen's was still there, but as usual the dove was not.

However, I was determined, so I waited.... and waited and finally one by one more Mourning Doves were flying in to Ben's yard.  After about 15 Mourning Doves flew in, finally the WWD showed up!


How many people in NC have seen a Scissor-tailed Flycatcher, a Burrowing Owl, a Rufous Hummingbird and a White-winged Dove all in 4 hours?  Not many.

This morning I headed back to Ft Fisher to try for the Scissor-tailed Flycatcher, and I dipped but then I saw this monster of a bird at Federal Point.  It was freaking HUGE.  But first let me set the stage.  Last week I kept seeing a massive accipiter at the Basin Trail.  When I saw it I immediately thought Goshawk.  It just looked too big to be a Cooper's and it had a "speckled back" which is a field mark in my Sibley's.  I tried to get photos but it was too fast and would always disappear before I could click the shutter.  But I know better than to post anything about a Goshawk.  People always think they have a Goshawk and 99% of the time they are wrong.  Since I never got any photos of the bird, I started going through my photos of soaring accipiters from earlier in the day and I pulled a picture of a big Cooper's and sent it to Mike T.  Mike is an expert on Goshawks.  He quickly IDed it as a Cooper's. So I forgot about the bird....  Then this morning I found this:


It was my speckled-backed beast from earlier in the week.  Look at her (yes I know it's a Cooper's and only the females are that big) blocky head and speckled back and wedge-shaped tail!!!! But there was problems, the tail striping was not staggered, the supercilium was not thick enough.


So Cooper's I guess she is.


But she is the Momma of all Cooper's...



I liked this photo.... it looks creepy.

Then she posed for me in an even closer snag..


And then she switched sides!!! What a ham!


So anyway, Cooper's right?

One more bird for good measure.


Immature Peregrine Falcon - harbinger of death and protector of habitat.

By the way, I have started a new blog at Photographicbirdlistomania.blogspot.com

This was mainly because my wife is sick of getting the comments she gets (emails go to her) - I post this blog using her gmail account.  So I created my own gmail account and started my new blog which I will switch to once this year is up.

Great times..

2 comments:

  1. wow, 4 rarities in as many hours! As Pasteur said, luck favors the prepared mind.

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  2. the "blue moth" is a butterfly (Long-tailed Skipper)

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