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Dark-eyed Juncos are pretty rare in the Florida peninsula but here in the panhandle they’re an annual winter resident. They typically show up in late November and stay until early March. I’ve seen quite a few in our area but my go to spot for them has always been Alfred B. Maclay Gardens State Park in Tallahassee. I worked as a ranger at the park for three years and saw juncos there every winter. After stopping at the ranger station go down the park road a short distance and make a right to the recreation area. There is a very large picnic pavilion in the NW corner. The juncos, along with Chipping and White-throated Sparrows are most often feeding in the grass by the pavilion. We had a nice male there this afternoon. Go check him out.
I look forward to seeing this species in town every winter. In some years we don’t get many but last year was one of the best with at least a dozen present at Tram Rd Holding Ponds. We may be in for another good goldeneye winter. There have been up to 5 present at the holding ponds this month.
Over the last 10 years I embarked on 12 different twitches to see a Groove-billed Ani! I dipped all 12 times! It all started in Jack Dozier’s yard at Bald Point. He had one visiting his feeders, visiting every 15 minutes or so during its several week visit! I couldn’t get down to see it because of work. When I finally did get down there I arrived early morning, Jack had already seen it about 5 minutes before I arrived. We chatted, 5 minutes became an hour, became 2 hours….it was never seen again. A Cooper’s Hawk was present! That was the start of 10 years of ani pain. Then it finally happened. December 7th 2014 my nemesis bird showed brilliantly and became my 500th ABA lifer…how fitting…well worth the pain and wait. I can honestly say that it was one of my favorite twitches of all time.
A picture paints a thousand words
Had brilliant looks at a male Common Yellowthroat today. There has been a big influx of this species in Tallahassee in recent days, one doesn’t have to try too hard to find one. You’ll probably hear their call before you catch a glimpse of their brilliant yellow plumage. Sometimes getting a decent look can test the commitment of the most patient birders amongst us; those who remain steadfast will be rewarded. This one particular male refused to come out of hiding for 5 minutes but my patience was finally rewarded and for a full 2 minutes he gave crippling views down to 10 feet, I even managed a couple of half decent pictures.
Ok, for those of you who aren’t friends with me on Facebook here’s a short explanation about why I’m telling the soon to be written story you’re about to read. Savvy? Ok. Yesterday I changed my Facebook profile picture to….
Some of my birding friends had seen it before but some hadn’t. The comments ranged from WTF to the usual derogatory accusations I’m all too used to. Yes you Hedden!
Ok, so a few years ago on Boxing Day (google it yanks) 2011, John Murphy picked me up at the Lake Ella Publix in Tallahassee and headed west on I-10. Project Greenshores in Pensacola was our destination. King Eider was our target bird. We arrived at 0 dark thirty and sat in the comfort of John’s swanky sedan. Boredom got the better of us so we scanned the bay and could make out a few distant dark blobs all of which could’ve been a King Eider but were most likely scaup. After what seemed like an eternity the sun began to rise, its attempts to brighten the dawn thwarted by fine drizzle and battleship gray clouds. I was in England, at least in spirit. John was first to spot the King as it swam out from behind an oyster bar. My first emotion at a successful twitch is most often relief followed swiftly by joy. We got ridiculously close looks at the King which to me was not at all unusual. I’d gotten close to them before in Scotland and New Jersey.
John and I soon realized we were very cold, a bit damp and very much in need of sustenance. A bagel cafe lay across the street. Caffeine beckoned. Bob Wallace and Dotty Robbins were racing west towards our location. Why they didn’t plan to be there at dawn only they will know. We tucked into our breakfast, I chimped through my pics. Joy!
Dotty called John, she had arrived and was with Bob and Lucy Duncan. They couldn’t find the King. I made some derogatory remark about blindness. Well we walked back across the street and we couldn’t find it either. As I was walking along the trail I saw something lying in the water. It was a bird. It had orange legs. My heart sank. I reached down and scooped the King out of the water. The King was dead. I walked over to the others and declared rather solemnly that I’d found him. All of our hearts sank. So sad. John called Bob to tell him the bad news. Dotty volunteered to deliver the King to Andy Kratter at UF to be skinned and preserved. We headed home. We stopped to see my life Green-tailed Towhee in Washington Co. A bittersweet day, another twitching tale to tell. Cause of death? Starvation. The poor thing was incredibly under weight. The stress of the journey, unfamiliar habitat, weird looking birds like pelicans…all a bit too much for a duck that doesn’t wander too far from the frigid Arctic and Northern Oceans. He’ll be long remembered in Florida ornithological history.
Thanks Mark Hedden for the inspiration
I never will get tired of watching this species.
Now, if only I could do one justice with my camera 😳
Most of my birding friends recognize that I am very optimistic when the conversation of whether any rarities are likely to be found close to where I am at any given moment. I’ve long recognized that I’ve been riding a wave of luck. I am a lucky birder but I also have a habit of being in the right place at the right time, Where and when rare birds show up is somewhat predictable. Sometimes the species are predictable but not always. During the lead up to the festival I made myself aware of what rarities could potentially turn up. However, when the discovery of a rarity takes place I am always surprised, which is what makes birding so exciting. It’s somewhat predictable but totally unpredictable at the same time.
On the Saturday of the festival, I found myself co-leading a field trip with Rafa again. This time we were exploring one or two different sites in the Big Pine Key area. We were having a great time looking at shorebirds such as Wilson’s Plover at Ohio Key, and Swainson’s Thrush at the Blue Hole in the National Key Deer Refuge. By keys standards migration had been a little on the slow side, which by Tallahassee standards would actually be described as a fallout!
Rafa’s phone rang and it soon became readily apparent that a rarity had been found. A KEY WEST QUAIL-DOVE! A MEGA! It was at Long Key State Park on the backside of the Golden Orb Trail. Our field trip participants were more than keen to give us the green light and we all jumped in our vehicles and caravanned back north to Long Key. Alex Harper was on site and did a great job of relaying messages back to us regarding the birds situation. Perched and showing well! It took us a while to get there and when we arrived Alex was waiting for us. Bad news! The dove had dropped to the ground and was feeding. What was the big deal? The thick vegetation made it nigh on impossible to see it. That didn’t deter us and all 20 of us tiptoed along the trail to where Kerry Ross was waiting. You could’ve heard a pin drop it was so quiet. We spread out along the trail and sat down, enabling a better view of the hammock floor and hopefully the dove. Minutes ticked by, hours ticked by. The dove sang on and off tantalizing us. Some of us left to go use the bathroom and stretch our legs and while we were gone….Yes you’ve guessed it, the bird was spotted by Jeff Bouton and a couple of folks from our field trip. Bollocks! This time I was staying put. Most of the other folks were determined too.
I positioned myself so I could see an open patch of hammock floor which was dappled in sunlight. I kept myself from going bored by watching a couple of Ovenbirds, a Northern Parula and a very confiding Red-bellied Woodpecker. I was cold searching the ground about 100 feet into the hammock when I noticed something move. I suddenly saw a bright flash of brilliant color. I couldn’t believe it, there was the dove, almost completely obscured by roots, twigs, vines and leaves. It turned its head and I saw the brilliant white stripe below the eye. My heart was pounding and I announced to the group that I was “on the bird.” I can’t imagine how frustrating it was because unless you were siting right next to me or behind me the bird was completely hidden. Angel and Mariel Abreu managed to get glimpses of it as it walked slowly away and down a slight decline. Angel practically sat on my shoulders to see where I was looking. Minutes later the bird coooed from nearby. Several folks saw it fly up into the canopy and drop down again later. It continued call throughout the remainder of the day and the next morning but sightings were very few and far between. Key West Quail-Dove are extremely shy and it was no doubt aware of the 20-30 birders staring into the trees. On the morning that he found it, Joel Wilcox managed to see where it was perched and when Alex and Kerry arrived they were so lucky that the bird remained perched, just hanging out, no cares in the world. Both Alex and Kerry got sick pictures of it.
Long Key State Park is perhaps the most undervalued, under birded site in Florida when you consider its history and potential. The only time it gets consistent coverage is during the Florida Keys Hawkwatch season when each morning the hawk counters take it in turns to survey the site. So far this year they have found Sulphur-bellied Flycatcher and Yellow-green Vireo. Scarce warbler species such as Canada and Wilson’s have also been found. Over the years many rare birds have been found at the park and it’s always a great site to see some of the breeding specialties that the keys are renowned for; Mangrove Cuckoo, White-crowned Pigeon and Black-whiskered Vireo. If covered more often this site will produce.
So, next time you’re birding in the Florida Keys be sure to head to this gem of a park and bird the Golden Orb trail. Tread softly, you just never know what you will find.
When describing the experiences one can have at the Hawkwatch at Curry Hammock State Park over time, one could easily run out of superlatives. Why? Well for starters it’s the Peregrine migration capital of the world, more Peregrine’s have been counted there in a single day than at any other site. Over 600! I’m no mathematician but I reckon that’s about one-per-minute during the typical daily count period the projects hawk counters are present for.
16 species of raptor and 2 species of vulture were counted during the 2013 fall season.
But for me the most exciting thing about the hawk watch is not the hawks! Whaaa…..Oh, don’t get me wrong watching them is a thrilling experience and the Peregrine Falcon is my spark bird after all. I could watch ‘em all day. However, the hawk watch has started to develop a reputation for the extraordinary diurnal migration of non-raptors.
VIS MIG, short for Visible Migration is something we Europeans have been digging for some time at sites such as Breskens in Holland, Falsterbo in Sweden and Gibraltar in well, Gibraltar! Stick a European birder on a dike, headland, or jetty to watch all manner of birds migrating and they are in heaven. You see for the most part we don’t have the opportunity to actually see birds migrating. Most of them do it at night when most of us are sleeping. Even when we’re not sleeping, we can only hear them at night except for Superman. Yes, he is real!
So, I was always aware that the Curry Hammock Hawkwatch was pretty spectacular for watching Peregrines et als BUT I was completely oblivious to the VIS MIG events that took place until Rafael Galvez started posting them on the hawk watch website. Words cannot really give you an adequate impression of the VIS MIG experience at the Keys Hawk watch. So check this video out.
And these great pictures.
And then there are the spectacular flocks of raptors of course. One of my favorite birds to see there is the Magnificent Frigatebird. They come so close to the tower!
The trees around the hawk watch are often frequented by many species of neotropical songbirds, particularly during a fallout and not to mention the many rarities that have been documented there and at other close by sites.
So don’t, like me, assume that the hawk watch is all about hawks. It’s main purpose is to count the migratory hawks that are heading south for the winter but there are always lots of other cool birds flying past as well and amazing flights can occur completely out of the blue, which makes it all the more exciting. I’ve been to Breskens in Holland, I’ve stood on the dike at Higbee Beach in Cape May…the Florida Keys Hawkwatch is their equal. It is like no other place in Florida or the Southeast United States. It’s been off birder’s radars for too long, it’s time we gave this internationally important site the recognition it deserves. If you’re looking for a fabulous fall experience head to Marathon in the fall between September and October for a few days, I promise you won’t be disappointed and like me you’ll want to make a pilgrimage there year after year after year.