Thursday, June 13, 2013

I know a birder who came from Duluth...

I knew a lady who came from Duluth
She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth

For some reason the word 'Duluth' always brings to my mind those Nirvana lyrics from "Lake of Fire." Well from this trip I've learned some new associations, and as it turns out, "Lake of Ice," would apply better to this city.

My presentation at the Society of Wetland Scientists annual meeting brought me up to the largest port on the Great Lakes and I managed to work in some birding during the preceding weekend.

It turns out the Park Point area in which I was staying had just experience an epic warbler fallout with 26 species spotted in a morning a few blocks away!  I only caught the tail end of the warbler fest, but it was crazy seeing Canada, Wilson's, Nashville Warblers and Chestnut-sided Warblers flitting around in urban neighborhood shrubs.  Most shocking was the Mourning Warbler I saw scurrying around the mulched plant beds of a downtown city park!  Such birds often require special effort and/or moderate to exceptional luck to find in North Carolina.

This new perspective on which warblers are locally "common" (i.e. those listed above) and which are very rare (i.e. Black-throated Blue, Prairie, Yellow-throated, etc.) was strange, but even more so was the weather.  It would be 72 F and gorgeous and then the wind would shift and it would suddenly be 45 F and impenetrably foggy.
A gorgeous day at Duluth Beach
The mercurial climate is a result of Duluth's position on the shore of Lake Superior, which holds 10 percent of the worlds supply of fresh water and keeps it refrigerated at a refreshing 39 F yearround.  The lake has it's own beaches, sand dunes, ship wrecks, SCUBA divers, surfers, and "sea" birds!

A gull and shorebirds nowhere near the ocean
 The shorebirding on Duluth Beach is pretty slow by North Carolina standards.  The first Wilson's Plover since the 1980's was found here the week before I arrived, but all I could turn up were a few flocks of Sanderlings and Ruddy Turnstones (and my count of 12 turnstones was flagged by the ebird filters as unusually high).

Ruddy Turnstones

Grebing was more exciting...well I was excited to see these grebes anyway.  Rednecks (the kind with wings) are not that easy to find in the Southeast. 
Red-necked Grebes
You know I hate to admit it, but more fun than birding Lake Superior, was paddling out on it to the Apostle Islands Sea Caves.  The wonderful host I found on, Deanna, also happened to be a pro kayak trip leader and took me out for free!
Apostle Island Sea Caves
 A combination of wave erosion and uplift created the nooks, arches, tunnels and chasms on this sandstone cliff face that we explored by kayak.  Awesome.

Thanks Deanna!!

It's amazing the nice people you can meet on the internet.  Another was Frank of Minneapolis, who I found through

He picked me up and we headed up to the famous Sax-Zim bog where I foolishly hoped to find some of the uncommon boreal specialties, such as Gray Jay, Great Gray Owl and Boreal Chickadee.  I guess they were around there someplace, but apparently finding them is much easier in winter.  The unfamilair songs of Mourning, Connecticut and Nashville Warblers were a treat though.
Mourning Warbler (stick face)
And I got two lifers!:
Black-billed Magpie
Yellow-bellied Flycatcher
 So it ended up being a successful day!  Thanks Frank!

Hilariously, the "best" bird (in terms of local rarity) I saw during my week a Northern Mockingbird.  Apparently Duluth is farther north than this "northern" bird usually cares to stray (but don't be surprised if they become much more common over the next few decades *wink*).

Northern Mockingbird
So I've showcased some pretty poor photos in this post, but here's a better one...

American Bittern
I don't think I'll ever get tired of seeing bitterns.

I managed to sneak out early one morning to find my lifer Trumpeter Swans, but beyond that, most of the birds came on Powerpoint slides.

Duluth was plenty cold for me in June, but I guess I'll have to go back one winter to see Goshawks and Hawk-Owls.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Andrea effects at the Outer Banks

The rough seas from the passage of Tropical Storm Andrea cancelled Saturday's pelagic trip, but the storm had left the outer banks littered with interesting birds.

A scruffy-looking Common Eider showed up at Oregon Inlet.  This is a pretty rare bird in North Carolina in the dead of winter, so one in June is especially odd.
Common Eider
It even wattled up on the beach near the coast guard station...I had never seen one stand before!
Common Eider
Eventually it drifted out the inlet with the strong outgoing tide looking a bit storm-weary.

The most buzz came from the 3 to 5 Magnificent Frigatebirds that were seen along the outer banks.  One cooperative pair hovered around the Chicamicomico (Rodanthe) water tower for at least 7 hours.

Magnificent Frigatebird
These birds were in the vicinity of Kitty Hawk Kites and a few dozen kiteboarders were zooming around the sound taking advantage of the high winds.  Perhaps the kites made the frigatebirds feel at home?
Magnificent Frigatebirds
With the recent storm and the wind out of the south I was sure we would get a tropicbird on Sunday's pelagic trip.  Turns out I was wrong...we got something even better.  On our way back in an immature Brown Booby cruised past the boat!

The Booby (and getting to hear Brian Patteson shout "BROWN BOOBY!" over the PA) made up for our failure to find any rare deep sea birds. Normally I would blame the spotting crew (famous big year birders Jeff Lemons and Ali Iyoob, and myself), but it just seemed like there wasn't a ton of pelagic bird activity this day, with a modest showing by the usually-abundant Wilson's Storm-Petrels.  Maybe the storm blew all the birds away?  We did find the expected Corey's, Great and Audubon's Shearwaters; Black-capped Petrels; Ali got Band-rumped Storm-Petrel for his big year list; and a "friendly" Pomarine Jaeger followed us for at least an hour.  So really, even a relatively slow day off Hatteras is still a pretty great day!
Pomarine Jaeger
I found it interesting that all the odd storm-blown birds--the eider, frigatebirds and booby--were all immature/1st-year birds.  Perhaps adults are better at avoiding becoming displaced by severe weather?

Big thanks Brian for having me along to spot again!  For more details on Sunday's trip check out the the Seabirding blog.