When I was trying to come up with a Christmas wish list I jokingly included a couple birds I wanted to see: Evening Grosbeak and Golden Eagle.
No luck yet on the grosbeak, but I've crossed paths with a Golden Eagle twice since making the list!
Both were in the Lake Mattamuskeet area, but this distant one I found and photographed down in the Gull Rock Game Land territory on the Mattamuskeet Christmas Bird Count.
And the previous day Ed Corey, Kyle Kittelberger and I were able to chase down this Lapland Longspur that Jeff Lewis found on the beach during the Bodie/Pea Christmas Bird Count.
And then during the Alligator River Count, we dipped over to Wanchese to see this Eared Grebe that Edmund LeGrande had found sitting right in the harbor.
Horned and Pied-billed Grebes were in the same area for nice comparisons.
Together over the course of 4 days and 4 Christmas Bird Counts we saw about 158 species. Not a bad haul!
My best bird, however, was a Black Rail that I flushed in the marshes in the Gull Rock Game Land. It was one of those lightning-strike birding moments, when you're just at the right place at the right time. I wasn't expecting to cross paths with a Black Rail here (and this was the first I've ever seen), but fortunately in my brief view I was able to see white on the bird's back. That field mark plus it's behavior, like a mouse with feathers and wings, left me without a doubt about its identity.
It was in a narrow strip of marsh bordered by the sound on one side and a channel on the other, so I gathered up the others in my party (6 people total) hoping that if we walked in a line through this area we might be able to flush it into the open. But these attempts failed. And we got no response to tapes when we returned at dusk hoping to hear it call.
I found out later at the Mattamuskeet countdown dinner that John Fussell had surveyed this marsh for Black Rails for years and never found a one.
This is one of those rare birds that birders hate to report. There's no hard evidence and, in this case, not even any fellow witnesses. Reviewing parties will be skeptical (as they should be) and it may not make it into the Christmas Bird Count records even though I submitted a detailed report (it would be a new species for the Mattamskeet CBC, I think). Frequent reports like this, especially if they aren't accepted and made into "records," are liable to earn one a reputation as a "loose canon."
That's why digital cameras have become almost obligatory for birders and why so many people avoid reporting rare birds altogether.
Now if I can just find an Evening Grosbeak this winter...is it too much to ask for one that will pose for a photo?
No luck yet on the grosbeak, but I've crossed paths with a Golden Eagle twice since making the list!
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| Golden Eagle, Hyde County, NC |
And the previous day Ed Corey, Kyle Kittelberger and I were able to chase down this Lapland Longspur that Jeff Lewis found on the beach during the Bodie/Pea Christmas Bird Count.
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| Lapland Longspur, Dare County, NC |
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| Lapland Longspur |
And then during the Alligator River Count, we dipped over to Wanchese to see this Eared Grebe that Edmund LeGrande had found sitting right in the harbor.
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| Eared Grebe, Wanchese, NC |
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| Eared Grebe |
Horned and Pied-billed Grebes were in the same area for nice comparisons.
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| Eared Grebe and Pied-billed Grebe |
My best bird, however, was a Black Rail that I flushed in the marshes in the Gull Rock Game Land. It was one of those lightning-strike birding moments, when you're just at the right place at the right time. I wasn't expecting to cross paths with a Black Rail here (and this was the first I've ever seen), but fortunately in my brief view I was able to see white on the bird's back. That field mark plus it's behavior, like a mouse with feathers and wings, left me without a doubt about its identity.
It was in a narrow strip of marsh bordered by the sound on one side and a channel on the other, so I gathered up the others in my party (6 people total) hoping that if we walked in a line through this area we might be able to flush it into the open. But these attempts failed. And we got no response to tapes when we returned at dusk hoping to hear it call.
I found out later at the Mattamuskeet countdown dinner that John Fussell had surveyed this marsh for Black Rails for years and never found a one.
This is one of those rare birds that birders hate to report. There's no hard evidence and, in this case, not even any fellow witnesses. Reviewing parties will be skeptical (as they should be) and it may not make it into the Christmas Bird Count records even though I submitted a detailed report (it would be a new species for the Mattamskeet CBC, I think). Frequent reports like this, especially if they aren't accepted and made into "records," are liable to earn one a reputation as a "loose canon."
That's why digital cameras have become almost obligatory for birders and why so many people avoid reporting rare birds altogether.
Now if I can just find an Evening Grosbeak this winter...is it too much to ask for one that will pose for a photo?
