Oh the road can be sooooo slow! Life birds? What are those? Last year in April I was at 500 life birds. Throughout the year, I added birds regularly every month. This year it has been a trickle:) I suppose it gives me a chance to absorb all the amazing observations of the birds without feeling rushed. I do hope to make up for the birds down in Mexico this year. Will I be able to make it to 700 by the year end? Here are the stories behind each of the top ten birds.
The Monk Parakeet was seen downtown Ft. Myers, Florida near a swimming pool. I grew up with these birds at home as they are sold in the pet trade as Quakers. In fact, this is how they invaded the US! Loud, ruthless and quick to multiply, the Monk Parakeets have become established in many US communities which include cities like cold Chicago and tropical Florida. My bud Sydney and I played a hunch and followed the human trail to several nest sites and voila! There they flew in great numbers with twigs and branches making nests around power lines and palm trees.
The Wilson's Plover was number 510. I went to Bunche Beach, Florida to count hundreds of shorebirds only to come out with thousands of chigger bites! It took nearly two months for my body to heal! It rained after I heard and saw the bird. I was able to help several birders get their scopes on the this plover. Later in Mexico, I would see this bird once again under much better circumstances. Sunny and bug less! It's call is distinct and easy to pick out.
At 520, a Rose-breasted Grosbeak made its way into Willcox, AZ. I went to chase the bird and hung out in a very kind man's backyard. There we watched this beautiful bird feed off of his fruiting mulberry tree.
By life bird 530, I was in Maine visiting Kathie. Together, we went to a field near her home and discovered the magnificent Bobolinks. There they called and collected caterpillars for their young ones. This is one unusual and gorgeous blackbird.
Life bird 540 happened near Eastern Egg Island. This Black Guillemont went after what looked like twizzler's licorice. I braced myself on the rocky boat as I snapped off several shots of this bird flying near the side of our boat. At this point both Micheal and Kathie were under the weather and very seasick! Now THAT was an adventure I won't forget anytime soon:) Nor will they.
In the dark mossy forests of Maine, we discovered a Blue-headed Vireo. This lovely bird graced the branches while we sweat it out in the woods:) This bird made 550 on the list.
At 560, the Prairie Warbler made its swirly call as the rain began to fall. I was able to briefly see this bird before it went back into hiding as two young morons revved up their truck and sped past us on the dirt roads of Maine.
At 570, I was alone again in California. Here I spotted the exotic invading Northern Red Bishop. What a beauty!!!
By December, it all began to slow down. Again, I returned to Southern California where I stood silently near a city park lake and watched the Wrentits move around me. This was Life bird 580.
At 590, the Black-throated Blue Warbler was a real shyster. Not all life birds play nice. We sat and waited and waited for this warbler to come out. When he did, the tiny warbler was so far away! I finished in the US with number 599, the Painted Bunting. But I wondered which bird would mark the magical 600. Drum roll...............
We flew into Southern Mexico during the night hours. At dawn, the first bird that made itself known was the Green Parakeet. They seemed to be flying everywhere around us. And so in my life, number 600 marks the Green Parakeet. The adventure continues next week as we begin our exploration into Chiapas, Mexico.
Monk Parakeet |
Wilson's Plover |
Rose-breasted Grosbeak |
Bobolink |
Black Guillemot |
Blue-headed Vireo |
Prairie Warbler |
the exotic Northern Red Bishop |
Wrentit |
At 590, the Black-throated Blue Warbler was a real shyster. Not all life birds play nice. We sat and waited and waited for this warbler to come out. When he did, the tiny warbler was so far away! I finished in the US with number 599, the Painted Bunting. But I wondered which bird would mark the magical 600. Drum roll...............
Green Parakeets |