Browns and golds. It seems to be this year's theme. Some of the most difficult birds have been very accommodating lately. Sometimes I'm alone. But lately it seems, I'm meeting lots of new faces.
Regal Horned Lizard
A couple friends came from out of town last week to search for some rather rare and secretive birds. One was an ABA lister and she needed two birds for her list. So I started out by scouting for the wintering Rufous-backed Robin. This is a bird that is not impossible to see, but it is a bird that is normally quite secretive. After a couple hours, I was able to locate the bird near a mountain stream at Catalina State Park. I snapped photos for my friend Gordon who was hosting these two ladies for the weekend. He manages the Phoenix sector and I am the Tucson sector. Together, we created a route that would make sense and flow accordingly around their travel time while making sure they found their two target birds.
As the snow melts from Mt. Lemmon, mountain streams form and run through Catalina State Park
And so they came down from Phoenix and went searching for the Rufous-backed Robin first. I sent Gordon landmark pics so that they all knew where to look. As for me? Well I was stuck at work:( The issue with finding this bird came from lots of talkative hikers and their furry friends. After an hour of searching, the crew was able to get wonderful views of the bird. Mission accomplished.
Rufous-backed Robin
During this same week out(and side note), I also decided to stop by the Butterfly Magic display at the Tucson Botanical Gardens. When I asked a volunteer if my tropical butterfly mentor was around, he began to squirm.
"Sir, I'm sorry to inform you, but Dr. Elizabeth Willott passed away last year." WHAT??!!! I have been so involved with birds, I forgot to stop and remember where it all began. How can a year fly by? And how did I not hear about this?!!!
As many of you know, I began this blog about gardening 6 years ago today. I would work with Elizabeth often at her newly created Butterfly Magic display. She had a messy office which is where I believed she slept at night:) I enjoyed working with her and we had a lot of fun inside the greenhouse, the office or the chrysalis chamber. Today her legacy continues at the Botanical Gardens. Elizabeth, you will be missed. Thank you for teaching me the ways of tropical butterflies and about the plants they require to survive. I'd also like to dedicate this post to Tina Forrester(aka East EG Gwillimbury Camera Girl), who along with her husband, were tragically killed in a car accident this last week. She was both artist and birder. My heart goes out to their family and friends.Lately, I have been overwhelmed with good-byes.
On Mt. Lemmon switching from stressed out teacher to stressed out birder:)
When I first began blogging, I was all alone. Six years later, I have met so many wonderful people who have become real or virtual friends. The only difference now? I use plants as a way to find "my" birds:) So back to our story. But we had to find a VERY tricky bird....the Sinaloa Wren. This is a bird I've seen often in Mexico and in the US but never have I been able to get great looks at this fast moving little bugger. They act like little mice in the leaf cover and are tricky to observe in the wild. One time I sang to one and it came to me but only in the shadows where it thrives.
Look carefully. She's nesting in a dangerous location.
We checked into the military base(Ft. Huachuca) and were issued our ID cards. This allowed us access into the wilderness areas of the fort. When we arrived, we headed to the location where we had previously observed this bird last year.
The secretive Sinaloa Wren
Softly, we pished. And silently, the wren popped out from the shadows. Gordon saw the little head pop up from an area and whispered, "Is that the wren?" Inside both of our heads, we screamed, YES! Silently, Gordon went back to get the ladies and quietly, I sat down on the bank waiting for the bird to make a return.
Sinaloa Wren-the money shot. I will no longer need any photos of this bird:)
With a soft pish, I had the bird back out feeding among the leaves. As the cameras rattled away, the bird became fascinated by us and the sounds our equipment made.
Our wonderful crew, Gordon, Peggy and Jennifer
In short, our guests, Jennifer and Peggy, got wonderful views of these naturally secretive birds. And I'd like to thank them for chasing these birds. Normally, I wouldn't have gone after this wren had they not come to visit. So it was fun playing detective again for others. The best way I can describe the Sinaloa Wren experience is by using the word "intimate". I was sitting only a few feet from the bird watching it hop around the leaves and feed. Meanwhile, a VERY quiet crowd formed behind us and also enjoyed the wonderful views of the bird. It was one of the best birder moments I've ever experienced.
A rare Baltimore Oriole swings in for a visit
Then the next day came. I was exhausted and didn't want to drive great distances. So I went alone to Sweetwater and attempted to relocate the rare Baltimore Oriole. This year has been something very special so far. Not only are hard to find birds appearing before my very eyes; but they are allowing me to have great looks! Whether this is the gained experience that everyone talks about from years of birding or just plain dumb luck, I don't know, but it has been a phenomenal start to the year. Streak-backed Oriole, Sinaloa Wren, Rusty Blackbird, Baltimore Oriole, Brown Thrasher, American Bittern, Five-striped Sparrow, Sprague's Pipit, Yellow-billed Loon, etc etc. I just shake my head and think, "Wow! What a start to the year!"
I have been exhausted. I DID become sick thanks to a disease spread by the Snowbird people. And I DID discover that I am mortal. One night I wasted away in my bed wanting nothing more than to sleep. This constant "GO" mode is draining. And it is very exciting. I continue to do fieldwork with Audubon and several other organizations while still helping out visiting birders. I don't know when this transition happened, but it just did. The camera has taken a back seat for the most part as I have seen most of these birds many times. And the lifers that I do see now are some of the trickiest to capture on camera!
Marsh Wren hopping around
I clean my garden and fill my feeders. Lesser Goldfinches, House Finches and Sparrows visit, reminding me of the simpler times before it all became so much more. While this "hobby" is demanding, I am so fascinated by discovery and exploration that it's hard to stop and waste a moment watching TV or just doing "nothing". Courses are always being plotted. Travel is always in the works. And birding has become a way of life.
Mediterranean Gecko-I have many living under the rocks in my garden!
Check out the birds seen this month. I am no longer posting individual pics of them on this blog anymore as I have shared enough photos of them from the past. If they are doing something crazy and I capture it on camera, I'll post them.
While much of my work these past two months has been about helping others, it's time to work a little harder on that life list. During the month of March, I hope to present several new birds from our treks. Until our next encounter.....
In the video, you can hear the human f(W)REN-zy happening in the background.
Learning to "speak" bird and animal takes time. In this final two part series, I finish up my notes and observations about "talking to the animals". While on a trek to Saguaro National park, I was hoping to find the elusive Crissal Thrasher. Still a no show for me! Maybe I have a new Nemesis bird! While trying to call out a Thrasher, I attracted this above Antelope Squirrel. And for several moments we were chatting back and forth together. He got super close to me and I forgot about where I was. Kathie was with me on this outing and snapped me back to reality because the Thrasher was staring at me. Oh how that must have appeared! She had thought I was looking at a bird and it turns out, I was hanging out with a ground squirrel.
Maybe these are the steps into "crazy":)
Curve-billed Thrasher
Here's the Thrasher staring at me. Don't judge me!:)
Sunset at Catalina State Park
I'm having too much fun out in the wild. I never go home empty handed. This post today includes two of our wonderful parks from around Tucson. One is Saguaro(with Kathie) and the second set of pics come from Catalina State Park. All in search of the Crissal Thrasher! I should mention that the best time to find Thrashers is early in the morning or at sunset. Now you can find them anytime really, but they make nice appearances at these times. I feed one Thrasher here at El Presidio. In fact, in Arizona, you can find Bendire's, Curve-billed, Crissal, Sage and Le Conte's Thrashers. I have yet to find the last 3. And there are two others outside of our state that I still need to find.
On our trek through Saguaro, this Cactus Wren perched perfectly above the sign. I had to take the pic:)
But the title of the post?
Sunset at Saguaro National Park-East
Well if you read "The Hobbit" or saw the movie, you might recall a certain brown wizard known as Radagast who was the protector of all things wild. He was put on Middle Earth to protect the forest and the critters. Many times he had difficulty understanding the outside world and couldn't relate to mankind, dwarves or elves. He was considered by his peers as the odd wizard. However Gandolf respected him. Saruman not so much.
Blue-Gray Gnatcatcher
I don't think there is anything crazy about connecting with nature. Whether someone is a tree hugger or a birder, it's one of the best ways to forget the negative outside world. Commune with nature!
Townsend's Solitaire
And if you go alone, you may hear the "quiet" presence of life around you. Stop. Look up. Look down. Look all around. And you may just find a Townsend's Solitaire staring back at you.
Here's a clip of Radagast helping Gandalf, Bilbo and the Dwarves out.
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