the grainiest bird photo I was ever so happy to take

BEYOND, Birds, British Columbia

Earlier this month I spent a bit of time birding in British Columbia in advance of a short work conference in Vancouver.  In my tradition of not straying too far from the city for my diversions, I chose Squamish as the out of town overnight.

Last year my epic lifer fail was on the Barn Owls, so I was determined to get them this year and got some help from a guide (Mike Klotz) to up my odds and added American Dipper to the wish list.

As much as I love to see rarities, my preference is to see native species in their natural habitat.  Both the Barn Owl and America Dipper are endemic species for the West Coast and would not be seen in Nova Scotia.

After arriving in Vancouver, I took a bus up to Squamish to spend the night.  Beautiful setting to spend a bit of time and unwind, and great Dipper country.  I noted a little park across from the Squamish bus stop so did a bit of birding, luggage in tow, and got some great looks at a group of Varied Thrush.  They have evaded me on previous trips to BC, so I was happy with this serendipitous sighting.

Varied Thrush male
Varied Thrush female

The next morning I arranged for Mike meet me in Squamish at sun up, and we checked a few fast-moving streams where Dippers are known to be present.  We dipped on the first one (I know) and I spotted one right away at the second location.

Dippers are a little hard to photograph as they are small, dark, and favor mountain streams.  Even if it’s sunny out, the mountains cast a shadow and creates a dimly lit environment.  However, I’m relatively happy with my photos, but more importantly I was thrilled with the experience.  The first bird we found sang beautifully for a while, which was an unexpected treat so early in February.  

The second bird we saw in another location put on a great little show flying up and down the stream, stopping to forage for food.  When we zoomed in on some of our photos, we realized he was actually that some of what he was finding, and eating were Salmon fry. 

American Dipper eating Salmon Fry
American Dipper taking a rest to digest

The weather was perfect, so we enjoyed some casual birding on the trails in the lovely mountain setting. 

not a bad spot to wake up and do a bit of birding in I thought

Many of the birds are also native to Nova Scotia, although some have colour variants such at the Red-bellied Sapsucker (our is yellow) and the Northern Flicker (ours is yellow-shafted, BC has red-shafted).  Most of the Eagles had moved on but we saw a few.  December I believe would be the time to see the 1000+ strong convocations of Eagles following the Salmon run.  Someday if can find the time that would certainly be something to see in such a lovely setting.

We have large groups of Eagles in Nova Scotia, but sadly it’s because someone feeds them chicken carcasses to attract tourists.  Not my idea of watching birds in natural habitat.  Although we do get large groups in the fall at the Cape Breton causeway following the Billfish (Atlantic Saury) run which is fun because lots of other critters such as White-sided Dolphins enjoy that as well.  Still I don’t think we would ever see 1000+ Eagles all at once in Nova Scotia without a man-made circumstance of some sort.

Anyway, I only had two target birds for the day, so we were off to find my Barn Owl next.  Mike had a lead on a location in Point Roberts, Washington where we thought there would be enough light in the barn to get good photos, but the owls were not there.

However, it was supercool to do some sea birding on a little beach in Washington. “Point Bob” is basically the most southerly tip of BC that is cut off by the 49th parallel.  Birding never fails to bring me to interesting places, to provide different viewpoints of our world.

I even had an opportunity to do some birding in Washington!

Knowing how important it was to me to see my first Barn Owl, Mike had a backup location.  And a backup to his backup, which fortunately we didn’t have to use.

The barn was very dark, and the second story rafters were very high.  Even with binoculars it took a bit of work to locate two Barn Owls that were seated high in a corner.  After seeing then in my binoculars, I made a few feeble attempts to photograph them at ISO 1600 that I had set from the first location with more light, and immediately realized I’d have push the sensor to the max and settled on the full ISO 256000.  My grainy shot is still a great accomplishment by my budget priced Nikon SLR given the conditions, but even better it shows how amazing the Barn Owl camouflage is.

what amazing camouflage the Barn Owls have!

These wondrous creatures look they are part of the barn boards.  You can see other camouflage in this photo too that prove once again Mother Nature always has a few great tricks up her sleeve. And so is the story of the grainiest bird photo I was ever so happy to take.

The afternoon owl theme continued as we stopped at to visit some Great Horned Owls, and then went in search of a Northern Saw Whet Owl.

Great Horned Owl

The Saw Whet search was not so successful, but we had great fun trying at the Reifel Bird Sanctuary.

female Wood Duck Reifel Bird Sanctuary
one of the resident Sandhill Cranes at the Reifel Bird Sanctuary

As if that wasn’t good enough, we spotted a Short-eared Owl at dusk as we ended our day.

Short-eared Owls and me have quite a back story.
Short-eared Owl heading off to nab something I’d say

I had a great adventure and I’ve now seen most of the birds I’ve wanted to see in BC. My next British Columbia visit goal is to photograph a beautiful Coastal Wolf, but realistically I’ll probably just do wide angle shots in Gastown  ?

a weekend in the Cape Breton highlands

Atlantic Canada, BEYOND, Canada

Approximately 30 intrepid birders descended upon the Cape Breton Highlands this weekend for the Nova Scotia Bird Society’s out of town meetings and field trips.

For most of us I imagine it was a life changing experience to forest bathe in the company of so much knowledge. For me, it was also a chance to commune with my Cape Breton birding connections. I thank David McCorquodale for not only his knowledge, but making sure there is always strong coffee for his fellow birders to start the day off right. Seriously though, if you wonder what the birds are eating in Cape Breton you must chat with Dave about the insects and trees, he has a wealth of expertise to share about habitat and bird behavior.

Great skill aplenty in my little group, it was delightful to have the company of Laura Saunders and Bethsheila Kent. Laura has wonderful ears for birding, fantastic information about local breeding birds and habitat, and a great sense of humor and fun. Bethsheila shared her vast horticultural knowledge and passion for fauna, most notably delighting many on the group walk at the Bog trail with typical Bethsheila zest!

Bethsheila Kent and Laura Saunders my best girls for the weekend!

How these three great spirits could tolerate my incessant whining about not getting a photo of a Moose or finding my first Spruce Grouse is beyond me. A testimony to their gentle nature I suppose.

Surrounded by so many wonderful spirits from around our province this weekend, we were somewhat like a group of large children let loose in the playground.

 

Laura asks “what happened to this egg” at the seabird breeding colony at Cheticamp Island. Never lose your sense of wonder…

the big kids playing on the Bog Trail

handsome male birders in summer plumage (left to right, Alix, Mike, and Blaine)

Anyone who knows me knew that my targets for the weekend were to see my first Spruce Grouse, and to get some closeup photographs of Moose.

Friday night David McCorquodale took us “moose hunting” around French Mountain as the sun went down and we witnessed a young calf in the river with its mother. Distant grainy shot from the road looking down but such a wonderful and tender moment we were privileged to witness.

Far down in the river where nobody can reach them, this calf and mother enjoy a quiet drink in the river, North Mountain.

There was a walk scheduled very early on Saturday morning (330AM in fact) on the Skyline trail to look for Bicknell’s Thrush that I chose not to join, and of course the group had an amazing display from a male Spruce Grouse fanning its tail and defending territory, and a very close encounter with a Moose!

That’s okay, I’m frequently punished by the universe for sleeping in, so I say you all earned it for rising early, and I’m delighted for you all to have had this wonderful experience.

Later that morning Bethsheila and I were tipped off (thank you B) about a group of Bay-breasted Warblers moving through the lower parking lot on the Skyline. Although I did not find a Spruce Grouse this time, it was wonderful to watch those birds feeding on the Spruce trees. I’ve never seen them in breeding plumage before, and they are outstanding to observe. It’s amazing how they camouflage seamlessly in their habitat.

Bay-breasted Warbler male

Bay-breasted Warbler male perfectly camouflaged

There were also several Black-throated Green Warblers in the area who are also masters of camouflage as all birds are.

Black-throated Green Warbler

Black-throated Green Warbler perfectly camouflaged

And I never tire of the Maggies.

Magnolia Warblers were perhaps the most numerous warblers in the park.

I joined the NSBS group for a guided walk on the Bog Trail. We were accompanied by park interpreters who helped identify many plants in and around the bog. We had many of our own group on the walk who also had knowledge and/or interest in the Fauna. Amber and Bethsheila spent a lot of time mucking around investigating with great curiosity which was great fun to witness.

As well I spent a good portion of the day whining about not seeing a Spruce Grouse and trying to figure out if I would join the group in the evening or hit the Skyline again to find one.

In the end, I chose to venture up the Skyline myself after supper. Even though I visit Cape Breton quite a bit, I rarely have this opportunity as my Border Collie, Macy, is usually with me and dogs are not allowed on that trail even on leash. This is a rule I support firmly as dogs can agitate wildlife and Moose and Black Bear are frequently spotted on this trail. I don’t really like taking her in the park at all, and the few times I have hiked in the Cape Breton Highlands with Macy I was nervous to venture very far into the woods with her. I prefer to be with other humans or alone and alert for wildlife encounters. I had a close encounter with a Black Bear in Newfoundland a few years ago in Gros Morne which was amazing. Other people came behind me a few minutes later but I was the only one who saw the bear. Alone and silent, it crossed my path.

Anyway, off I went with great faith that I would see a Spruce Grouse as pretty much everyone else in the group saw them every time they went up the Skyline.

My plan was to go as far as the Moose enclosure and then turn around as the terrain changes up there and becomes less hospitable for Spruce Grouse. No luck. But my heart almost stopped when I realized there was a Moose about 20 feet away from me by the enclosure. Serendipity has long been my best friend in nature, and I knew why I was there at this very moment in time.

Long lens in hand, I quietly maneuvered about the Moose working to get the light behind me. I kept my distance, but it was not long at all before tourists arrived on the scene and started taking selfies. A park ranger appeared after a while and helped corral the humans away from the Moose, but people really didn’t seem to understand the threat to their safety. I hung back giving the Moose and the crowd a wide berth and continued to try to get the light in the right position for photos. The Moose did as it wished, so patience was required, and I just had to put in the time and wait for it to get into position for photos. Several times I told people they were too close, and they were irritated and said they were fine. FYI Moose attack more people than Bears and Coyotes combined and although docile when not threatened a circle of tourist taking selfies is a bad situation. Thinning the herd, I believe they call it? Anyway, the Moose started scratching the ground with it’s front hooves and snorting and wagging its head so me and someone else with common sense moved in the other direction using trees for cover.

After the park ranger finally convinced the stupid tourists to shove off and give it space, the Moose relaxed and got into the perfect position. Were I alone and in a better opportunity to choose my camera settings and perhaps with a tripod, I could have the perfect shots, but for me this is a highlight of my life and I’m very pleased with the results given the situation.

moose on the loose

 

little greens for a big critter

I do feel like my time on our friend’s farm as a child helping to herd the dairy cattle was of great benefit in this situation. Understanding the behavior of wildlife and birds is the only way to get close enough to get the real shot.

You couldn’t wipe the smile off my face for hours, even though I dipped on the Spruce Grouse yet again on the descent.

I then joined many of the NSBS members on their adventure to listen for Bicknell’s Thrush at sundown at Benji’s Lake.

Although not heard, this was an amazing group outing with many big shoulders of our birding community. The kind of people who lift you up into the birding stratosphere as our dear Eric Mills has done for so many of us.

And our new fearless magazine editor in chief, Alix d’Entremont.

Alix d’Entremont

Although you have BIG shoes to fill, we all know you will succeed as you are already on the path of the great birders in our province.

The group decided to try one more time on Sunday morning, but you can already guess I decided to hit the Skyline for another shot at the Spruce Grouse, right?

Dipped again but had a lovely walk, entertained by Pine Grosbeak, Ruby-crowned Kinglets, and Pine Siskins, none of whom are present in good numbers in my neck of the woods so how can I complain really.

Pine Grosbeak female

 

Ruby-crowned Kinglet

Pine Siskins getting some grit for digestion I presume

Eh em.

And so, I headed up to Benji’s after and didn’t see anything different but enjoyed the terrain and the company. Laura and I were quite certain we heard a Spruce Grouse land in the bushes right about where Dave said he often sees them, but we waited it out and never saw it. In retrospect since we couldn’t sight it maybe that one was a female as it would be harder to spot…nonetheless another dip in perfect habitat!

Time for checkout, but I decided on the way back we had to make one more attempt for the Spruce Grouse before leaving the highlands, and it was well worth being 20 minutes late for checkout time as Mr. Handsome finally made an appearance.

cock of the walk

I will say, this was well worth the 4-year wait to see as I have chosen not to twitch them 2 hours from home and wait for a sighting in the highlands as I knew the day would come eventually.

Although my focus was different than many in the group, please know that you were also my focus.

Spending time in the field with great birders is a true privilege and a pleasure. It was wonderful to connect with so many birding friends and make new ones.

Thank you to the volunteers from the Nova Scotia Bird Society who worked to make this wonderful out of town meeting a reality. It was truly a life changing experience.

Yours in birds,
Angela

chasing Egrets…a Great week in Cape Breton

Atlantic Canada, Birds, Canada

Being surrounded by nature in Cape Breton is one of my favorite things.  I spent a great deal of time in the woods growing up and it is still my favorite place.  The woods or Cape Breton you say?

 

Anyway, this Monday I drove down to Sydney.  It was a work trip but it’s my hometown so lots of opportunities for great diversions and nobody wants to hear about work anyway.

 

Monday, I did make a stop before dusk in Arichat to try to locate the Black Vulture that has been hanging around but no luck.  Man, that would have been a cool lifer, but you win some you lose some.  Although I snapped this Raven with his prized Rice Crispy Square.  Imagine my disappointment to realize the square was not the light coloured head of a Black Vulture, but you take what you can get I guess.

 

Raven with a Rice Crispy Square

Common Raven with a Rice Crispy Square

 

Mother Nature must have felt bad as she sent me a Barred Owl a little further down the line.

It's all about perspective...

Barred Owl - sundown somewhere in Cape Breton

Tuesday I met a group of favorite birding friends to tour around Louisbourg and Catalone and see what might be hanging around.

 

We dipped on the Great Egret that had been spotted by others, but found another one in Baliene, which was even cooler

Great Egret in Baliene

Great Egret in Baliene

We found out after the fact that we had missed out on a Gyrfalcon that had been sighted a few days earlier.  Likely long gone anyway, and as incredibly disappointing as this is we did enjoy expected sightings like the Harlequin Ducks.

male Harlequin duck in the rough surf

male Harlequin duck in the rough surf

And if you think Black-capped Chickadees are adorable, hello Boreal Chickadees.  They sound like they have a cold and are super cute.

Boreal Chickadee - Cape Breton first week in Spring

Nice to see the Purple Finch coming back as well.  They had a rough go last year so it will be interesting to see how the population was affected.  Don’t forget to wash your bird feeders in any case!

Purple Finch

Purple Finch

 

Wednesday rain and work only.  Next.

 

Thursday, I started the day off right and met a friend and her Boxer to let my Border Collie, Macy, have a good run so I could enjoy a few hours later to bird.

 

A target species for the trip was the Pine Grosbeak.  Groups of them have been eating grit on the side of the roads in the Bouladerie area, so I had the afternoon reserved to go find some.  This is year 4 of birding and I’ve never seen one in Nova Scotia, although I have in Newfoundland.

 

Sometimes I leave the camera at home when it’s to be strictly a dog outing, so my dog can have some serious downtime of her own and when I do, there is always a great bird sighting.

 

This Thursday morning on a logging road on Juniper Mountain a mated pair of Pine Grosbeaks landed in a tree right in front of us if to pose for the camera.  The camera I left home.  And so it goes, this juggling of life, priorities, and serendipity.  I really have no right to complain.

 

So with my target bird ticked I really wasn’t sure what to do with this much prized free time to go hang out alone with my big camera lens.  About mid-afternoon I decided it best to revisit some of the spots Dave McCorquodale showed us on Tuesday while they were fresh in my mind.  Good birding locations can be hard to re-find as they are not marked by signs typically, ya know?

 

Thought I’d try before heading back to see if I could get a good photo of either a Harlequin Duck, or maybe even a Great Egret since I was sans Border Collie for a bit.  The little pond where the Egret was rumored to be won out as I pulled up and found it right away.  Saw a few vehicles that looked suspiciously like birding vehicles and upon speaking with one of the drivers I found out that Kris Tynski and Adam Hill were in the area photographing.

 

They are my Cape Breton nature photography heroes…so I hung about to say hello…and get some Great Egret shots of my own of course.

 

These guys were hunkered down, and I didn’t want to bug them so waited and met Kris  on the way out.  He has the sweetest Red Fox photos (one of his fox photos below), among many other nature lovelies.  Please check out his work.  Oh, and he has a Border Collie, as do I, so maybe it explains the love of foxes.  There is a theory that Border Collies are bred down from fox and if you own a Border Collie too, you may just believe this.

 

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Here is one of Kris Tynski’s photos or a Red Fox and kit

 

Adam popped out of his blind after a bit and we had a great chat about photography and birds.  I don’t think he’ll mind me posting this photo I snapped of him in his blind here as he shared it on his social media.

nature photographer Adam Hill in his blind

nature photographer Adam Hill in his blind

 

You can check out Adam’s website here to see his nature photos, and wonderful photos of the Aurora Borealis.

 

On the way out both Adam and I stopped our cars at the Egret flew in for a closer look and I managed to get a flight shot I’m happy with.

Great Egret...in need of a pedicure?

Great way to end the week, although I’m kicking myself in the pants for not joining Steven McGrath on his hike Friday morning.  He even found a Sora!

 

I made the poor choice instead to check the dump in Arichat one more time on the drive home, and dipped again.

 

Although I will say that scanning through approximately 40 Common Ravens and watching their aerial courtship displays was very interesting.  One thing you learn in birding, is that sorting through common birds looking for something different will really teach you a lot about common birds you tend to overlook!

 

I’m always sad to leave, but will be back in June for the Nova Scotia Bird Society annual out of town meetings in Cheticamp.

 

Can’t wait!

Saanich and serendipity : birding the Swartz Bay to Victoria route on Vancouver Island – February 2018

BEYOND, Birds, British Columbia, Canada, Travel

Following a wonderful work conference in Vancouver last week, I took the opportunity to visit Vancouver Island for the first time over the weekend.

The quest for the perfect birding location not too far from downtown Van began last fall and I quickly narrowed it down to the Victoria region after consulting the Birding in British Columbia website.

A few years ago, I spent the day with a great birder in Las Vegas, Je Anne, who taught me to study the birds of the area you are visiting in advance and this has always stuck with me.

Along the way I’ve also learned not to wish for birds, but to look for what is expected in an area for the habitat and season.

Victoria is quite warm compared to the rest of British Columbia and migration comes earlier, although by and large I wanted to tick expected species not native to Nova Scotia such as the Chestnut-backed Chickadee.

Last year I birded Stanley Park after the conference and was most disappointed that I could not locate a Black Oystercatcher, and believe it or not, a Chestnut-backed Chickadee.  So, the wish list starts there.

By Vancouver standards, quite a bit of snow had fallen overnight, and the city looked just beautiful from the Skytrain.

The bus ride from the train to the Twassen Ferry was quite messy as they didn’t plow, and we got a little stuck at one point but it was no big deal.  Besides, we passed a group of Trumpeter Swans in some flats on the way and it was the first lifer of the trip so I knew I was on track.  My co-worker who was also heading for Victoria, was underwhelmed by this sighting as is often the case with non-birders.   We birders are used to this and shan’t be discouraged…LOL

Once we boarded the ferry I left my bags inside with my fine friend and went outside in search of feathered ones.  I dipped on a few Alcids that I believe I missed by about a week, so I have a reason to return I suppose.

Rhinoceros Auklet and Ancient Murrelet were the two who got away.  But I did pickup many Pacific Loons in the pass, which was pretty amazing but sadly no photos as there were so many birds I couldn’t figure out who to shoot.

From the ferry I headed for the car rental place which turned out to be right on the road I’d been told to visit for Eurasian Skylarks.  As predicted they were fairly easy to hear, and just as impossible to see.  Next.

I had my heart set on finding Canvasback Ducks but believe I missed them by days.  With a heavy heart I set out to leave the Viaduct Flats but as I approached my car I heard the Robins making a ruckus and looked up to see the biggest Fox Sparrow I’ve ever seen high on a branch.  Wait a minute, is that a Northern Pygmy Owl?  Holy binoculars batman that is amazing!  Backlit, Robin-sized, and perched high my shots will not be NatGeo quality, but I’ll take it.

On that note, the pressure I put on myself to achieve great photos in these circumstances is ridiculous.  Riding around by myself to marshes and flats nobody who lives in the area even heard of with hardly time to stop in each place, overwhelmed by the songs of new to me birds, and changing lighting conditions, it is what it is.  I must accept that a photo shoot is a very different beast.  This is birding, and it’s all about doc shots.  Some turn out not too badly and maybe someday you get to have a bit of time to do a shoot with a favorite down the road.

Anyway, I sort of thought that was good enough for one day and was thinking about calling it a day and trying to formulate a plan for the morning.

I got it in my head pretty early on that the Martindale Flats would be the mecca of my birding time, so when I saw a large sign on the highway for Martindale Road I couldn’t resist putting in some more birding time before supper even though I’d skipped both breakfast and lunch.

Serendipity for the second time that day as I met two of the best birders from the area, Daniel and Michael, who gave me a little tour of a local hotspot in the flats and helped me located a flock of Western Meadowlarks, Golden-crowned Sparrows and Brewers Blackbirds after looking over my list.

Mike and Daniel

Golden-crowned Sparrows

I did eventually head off for supper with a new major nemesis on the brain.  Damn you Barn Owls, this is not over!

Sunday morning, I decided to start early right on the property where I was staying.  The habitat at the Swartz Bay Farm and the end of Land’s End Road near the ferry is nothing short of amazing.  Landed four lifers (here is my list) before I finished my morning coffee!  As well the sheer quantity of songbirds on the property is amazing and there was only one small feeder that may not have even had food in it.

There were several birds I could not identify on site that eluded me.   One was grunting and sounded large so possibly a ground/game bird?

One bizarre large sounding loud alarm call in the brush with the Towhees I never did identify.  I’ve never heard anything like it and nothing came to mind, although perhaps to locals it would be familiar.  I like a good mystery, so I’ll be back (or maybe for now I’ll just stalk other people’s eBird reports as it’s long drive from Nova Scotia).

I heard one song I would call Townsend’s Solitaire but won’t list it as I can’t be certain and didn’t locate the bird for sighting.  Heard the Vireo scold call several times so would assume it was a Hutton’s Vireo but won’t list that either.  Both are expected migrants for this time of the year, so I would not think either out of the question.  The one bird I heard very distinctly that is not expected and rejected by eBird is a Black-throated Green Warbler.  However, that is a bird I know by ear unmistakably so if it was not present then a mimic bird such as a Starling must be up to some tricks (and that is something that does happen for you non-birders).  Again, nothing like a good mystery.  I’d be delighted to see some eBird reports for this area.  Perhaps get permission to bird the property as the people who run the inn are very nice.  As well the little walking path by the highway across the street continues to be very birdy.  I can’t make it back until next year at best, but it was great to be fully immersed in the music of songbirds.  Overwhelming at first, things started to make sense as I put sightings together with songs and eliminated species and did some detective work.  My spring ears aren’t even on yet as it’s the dead of winter in Nova Scotia, so I am pleased with how things turned out overall.  Learning regional birds takes time so it’s coming along slowly for my British Columbia lists.

I had a free hour and a half for birding before meeting a good friend for lunch in Sidney, so decided to check out the Saanichton Spit.  It took me a long time to find it but it was really worth the effort.  Much of what I expected to see was not around this week (the theme of the weekend) but I got good looks at some Western Meadowlarks and was greeted by a group of 18 Northern Pintails and a number of very nosy Anna’s Hummingbirds so left pretty happy.  Next time I will dedicate more time to this area and it’s spectacular habitat.

Western Meadowlark

Anna’s Hummingbird

I put an end to land-bird hunting for this trip and devoted the afternoon to search for shorebirds and seabirds.  Much dipping ensued but that is not always bad as you know.

The Black Turnstones and Surfbirds were both to be an easy catch, alas neither made an appearance.  I figured at this point I’d narrow things down to my one shoreline nemesis, the Black Oystercatcher, and was prepared to put in the rest of the time before my flight for a look at one.

As I ran out of places to search at Cattle Point, a nosey group of River Otters popped up on the rocks and that was so wonderful I thought that was the end of gifts from the universe for the day.

River Otters - Victoria, BC

River Otters

No sooner did I put the keys in the ignition did two Oystercatchers pop into sight right in front of my car.  Hopped out and got my photos before they flew up alarmed and back out of sight.

Honestly, at this point it’s all gravy so I took a little stroll down at Turkey Head and saw yet another Black Oystercatcher, but this time much closer.

Black Oystercatcher - Victoria

Black Oystercatcher

Overall a pretty great day, and as often happens to me the minute I got in the car and started driving it started raining hard.

That is always my signal that the little portal to the birding heaven has closed for the day.

Get it where you can I say, we all need a little bit of wonder in our day.

Sixteen new to me birds for this weekend included:

  • Black Oystercatcher
  • Northern Pygmy Owl
  • Trumpeter Swan
  • Chestnut-backed Chickadee
  • Bushtit
  • Eurasian Collared Dove
  • Eurasian Skylark
  • Red-breasted Sapsucker
  • Red-shafted Northern Flicker (ours in Nova Scotia are the same, only Yellow-shafted)
  • Bewick’s Wren
  • California Gull
  • Golden-crowned Sparrow
  • Pacific Loon
  • Pigeon Guillemot
  • Western Meadowlark
  • Brewers Blackbird

Favorite photo of the weekend is not the sharpest, but it makes me smile.

Golden-crowned Sparrow with a sleepy friend

Thank you, Mother Nature, for being most agreeable, and to all the lovely people I met along the way.  Until we meet again…Happy Birding.

  • Angela

a little early summer Cape Breton birding

Atlantic Canada, Birds, Canada

It’s a tradition for me to come down to Cape Breton each summer to go swimming with my nieces, and see my best girlfriends.

This is the 3rd year I’ve incorporated some birding into the mix, and Cape Breton is definitely a favorite place to bird for many reasons.  Now that I’ve adopted a busy Border Collie things don’t always go as planned, but I will say I am not bored at all.  Eh em.

I set reasonable birding goals for myself for the week to allow for Border Collie playdates, and achieved the first goal on Tuesday morning when I was finally able to photograph a Mourning Warbler.  Not my best work, but still delighted to have them.

Macy and I near got carried off by the giant horseflies to get these shots, but eventually discovered that Atlantick spray repels these flying monsters.

Anyway, here is Mr. Handsome.

Realistically, there will be very little birding time but last night I enjoyed a mecca birding evening on a Bird Island Boat Tour.  Thank you David McCorquodale for organizing a few of us for this fabulous time, perfect suggestion!

And since I won’t top that this week, and have run out of time anyway, I will leave you with some highlights from last night’s magical evening.

My favorite shot is of the very common, Double-crested Cormorants.  I follow my friend Paul’s advice to “shoot everything” and take what I get.  Often we overlook things in pursuit of the rare bird but there is beauty in all of nature.

Double-crested Cormorants

And really, there could never be too many puffins right?

 

Bringing home the bacon.