Las Aventuras: Arizona Waterfowl

Greetings everyone! With fall migration upon us and wintering birds arriving,  I'll be writing a series of posts on Arizona birds. I'll discuss the common or rare occurrences of these birds in the state of Arizona. So if you come to Arizona, what should you expect to find as a birder?  Part one of this blog series focuses the AZ waterfowl. 

Black-bellied Whistling-Ducks.  While not a super rare duck for the lower half of the US, one needs to be in the right areas to find them.  In Texas, they are everywhere. But if you're in Arizona, where and when can you expect to find them?  They are really common during our summer months here in Southern Arizona during monsoon season.  In places like Rio Rico or Amado, you'll often find them with little babies.  Phoenix has a small population that lives there year round.  During our winter months, they are difficult to find as they do slightly migrate south into Mexico.  On occasion, I have seen a group in February or March when they are considered "rare" for the state. This is often a duck birders search for here in Arizona.  

My first record of Fulvous Whistling-Ducks in Costa Rica

Several ducks I always keep my eyes open for during our migration and winter months are the Fulvous Whistling-Ducks, Baikal Teal, Garganey, Harlequin Duck and Tufted Ducks. These are considered EXCELLENT birds and the gems of the AZ birding community. This year, the Fulvous Whistling-Ducks were seen in the city of Glendale at a Recharge Pond.  

A Long-tailed Duck shows up at the Glendale Recharge Pond in Phoenix and stays for quite awhile!

Speaking of rare AZ appearances, the Long-tailed Duck.   This duck is very common in Wisconsin. I'm so used to finding them in icy waters along our Lake Michigan piers.  So for one to appear in Arizona?!? Yes, it does rarely happen. This is one of my favorite ducks to observe in the wild.  During the months of December and January, AZ listers should keep an eye out for this bird.  Long-tailed Ducks are NOT common at all here but a few do stop and recharge for a day or more around the lakes and recharge ponds.  With this Long-tailed Duck, he stayed for about a month!

Green-winged Teal

So what waterfowl can you easily expect to observe in Arizona? During the winter months, birders find lots of wonderful ducks!  And the ducks aren't afraid of you either.  Back in Wisconsin, they tend to stay far away thanks in part to hunting.  They know that people will shoot them.  Here in lovely Arizona, many of the ducks find a safe refuge at our local parks and golf courses. I remember one time a birder told me how shocked she was to have Canvasback come right up to her!   

Canvasback

Anyhow, Canvasback, Redheads, Mallards, Ring-necked Ducks, Gadwall, Bufflehead, Green and Blue-winged Teal, Northern Shovelers, Northern Pintail(they still tend to be shy), Cinnamon Teal(this is one people look for here), and Ruddy Ducks are all pretty common.

Redhead

So what's MORE difficult to find?  To step up your game, you'll have to have patience. You'll comb through the endless American Wigeons and regular ducks to find those "less common" birds.  Take for example this Wood Duck.  They can be tricky, but they are present if you know where to look. 

Wood Duck

However, if you see a Mandarin Duck, don't get too excited. OR DO GET EXCITED!  If you play the ABA game, they don't count here in Arizona.  They are pretty though.  Every single time one pops up, I have to listen to ABA birders talk about how they are escapees from the Phoenix zoo with a small breeding population.  Ok ok, I get it ABA peeps, this duck isn't worth your time.  It's still a bird and it's still worthy of a pic:)

Mandarin Duck

Other ducks NOT countable if you play the ABA game?  Muscovy Ducks.  They are also considered escapees from somewhere.  Apparently people love to eat them.  If you want your Muscovy to count, you'll have to go to Florida to add them to your ABA list. My true experiences with Muscovy Ducks are that they are EXTREMELY shy in the wild.  

Domestic Muscovy Ducks and Muscovy Hybrids are seen occasionally in Arizona

The Scaups.  During our winter months, we have both Lesser and Greater Scaups.  I know both these birds well.  I think my spirit bird is the Greater Scaup.  I found one this year in Tucson for the birder club.  Lesser Scaups are very common here during our winter but Greater Scaups are NOT AS COMMON.  But that's what makes them fun.  With a little patience and confidence, a birder may find one hanging out with the Lessers.  They are considered "rare" here but I would say they aren't as uncommon as many think.  Look for the wide nail on the bill, the rounder head and the wider white area around the bill to help with the ID.  The Greater, as suggested in the name, is also larger than a Lesser Scaup. 

A female Greater Scaup

The Mergansers. There are three species and they all winter here.  The Common Mergansers are common here.  The Hooded Mergansers are fairly common in the right areas.  The rarest merg is the Red-breasted Merganser.  However, they regularly show up every year in the state in deeper waters.  Sometimes they do make a quick and rare appearance at our local watering holes.

Hooded Merganser

The Scoters. Yep. We get all three scoters here.  I was shocked as well.  They also can show up during our winter months and are what I would consider rare.  A birder must check the deepest lakes, many times with a scope, to see these birds. During a winter storm, a Black Scoter was blown into the Tucson area.  A year later, I saw my first Surf and White-winged Scoters up in the Phoenix area. They ARE rare and usually are found in December.  

White-winged Scoter

The Goldeneyes.  Both are fairly common in the right habitat.  They are both regular to the state and can reliably be found in certain areas.  The Common Goldeneye can be quite common.  The Barrow's Goldeneye requires a little patience because they look similar to a Common Goldeneye. SO read up on your field marks!  Generally it is found up in the Lake Havasu area where the bird will winter. 

Common Goldeneye

Wigeons.  And finally, let's talk about our wigeon crew.  American Wigeons flock to Arizona in the THOUSANDS during the winter months. A few do stay during our summer months.  American Wigeons are easily found around our area but it's the Eurasian Wigeon that everyone hopes to spy.  Over the past several years, a Phoenix park and a lake in Willcox have been home to several Eurasian Wigeons.  They can be a regular "rarity" among the thousands of American Wigeons.  The trick here is having a little patience and picking one out from the crowd:)

American and Eurasian Wigeon side by side

Winter birding is fun and relatively easy.  It's made better with a scope and a cup of coffee.  There are MANY more birds that are found alongside our AZ duck crowd and I'll cover those in the next several blog posts.  Our next feature will be geese and swans. As we get into different bird groups, things will get more interesting as theories begin to develop for certain birds.  Until next time....

Crazy Daisy

Five-striped Sparrow

Every year, I wonder how I'll end up seeing the Five-striped Sparrow in Arizona because somehow I always do. I never plan on searching for the bird but it's the birding community that demands to see this very special sparrow.  So once again this year, birder friends from Wisconsin really needed to end the search for their nemesis sparrow.  It was the last one on their list for the lower 48 of the US.  In Phoenix, my friends take people to see the LeConte's Thrasher.  Down here, it's the Red-faced Warbler and Five-striped Sparrow that people want to see. 

A very bright Warbling Vireo!

Last year in December, I had some sort of sinus infection that affected my hearing loss.  For several months, I wasn't able to hear the lower/softer hoot/chip notes of the birds and I became a little scared. The allergies/sinus infection cleared up and my ears are back to 100 percent again.  The reason I share this story?  Had I not heard the chip notes of the bird, I wouldn't have been able to pinpoint the location of the Five-striped Sparrow on the hillside. My eyes are soooo bad, but my ears act like my binoculars and locating beacons. 

Veined Ctenucha Moth

So as we all searched for birds, we noticed lots of wonderful bugs (and a snake!)  It's fun helping people find their birds and teaching them their calls.  

We did VERY well that day.  We heard and saw all of the Southern Arizona specialties like the Northern Beardless Tyrannulet, Black-capped Gnatcatcher, Elegant Trogon, Sulfur-bellied Flycatchers, Five-striped Sparrow and even heard Montezuma Quail!  

I have to say though, the female Elegant Trogon was SILENT and I would have missed that one completely if it wasn't for Tom's eyes!  Even with his scope, I had a hard time finding the bird.  The female blended in perfectly with her surroundings at a very healthy distance (so for Tom to spot this bird with his binoculars was epic).  

Tiny Checkerspot

We had beautiful weather that day in Box and Florida Canyons.  

If you come to Southern Arizona this time of year, it's hard NOT to notice all the insects.  There are SO MANY strange and beautiful looking bugs. 

Sleepy Orange

 States in the US continue reporting a decline in bee populations.  I'm not sure if that's happening here in Arizona.  But again, I'm not sure if they've done research in the state.  What I can tell you is that I've observed healthy populations of bee species here in Southern Arizona.  I don't see the Sonoran Bumble Bee often, but then again, I'm not looking for it while on my treks.  I try to stay away from the buggier trails like the DeAnza trail this time of year.  I showed Tom and Carol a piece of this awesome trail and now I am regretting it with all the chigger bites:)  Chiggers are the worst!  

As we said our good-byes for the morning, we took a photo remembering the awesome views of the Five-striped Sparrow.  No longer a nemesis for these two amazing birders.  

An awesome moment!  Note to self, hair cut needed and that hat I'm wearing makes me look goofy

As I headed home looking forward to a shower from the suspect chigger attack on my legs, I looked over at the water treatment plant to see if I could spot the rare Brown Pelican.  I saw the bird and I saw a ton of birders there.  The pelican has been at this spot for weeks now. Surely they weren't there for that bird.  I continued down the highway and something inside of me told me to check the listserv.  Sure enough, another common but rare migrant for this time of year, the Sabine's Gull, was hanging out at the Amado WTP.  I high tailed it back to that spot to add this bird to my Pima County list.  

Sabine's Gull

There are several lifetime goals as a birder in general.  First priority, life birds.  Second priority, AZ State birds.  Third priority, Pima County birds. On this day I added Lucifer Hummingbird, Sabine's Gull and Five-striped Sparrow to my Pima County list.  Super exciting!  That doesn't happen very often!

While there, yet another state bird was being reported, the Roseate Spoonbill.  And not just one but TWO!  So Deborah Carney said let's go and I said ok.  I wasn't feeling the drive alone to Willcox after a busy morning out so I am grateful to her for driving and her optimism even after they were reported GONE!  It didn't change the fact that we were heading to Willcox.  It's a beautiful location and the sunsets are incredible.  The smell isn't so good because there is sewage here but if you plug your nose....

After not seeing the spoonbills, I began to watch the birders and just take in the surroundings.  This soft spoken birder took advantage of the cooler breezy weather to walk the grasslands around the "lake".  Just speaking with him made me feel at ease.  

There we stood, Deborah, this kind man and myself watching the White-faced Ibis settle in for the evening.  We watched for Lesser Nighthawks but no luck.  I went over the nighthawk calls with both birders and told them to listen for the "rarer" Common Nighthawk that could be passing through the area. I've had them here in the area before.  I was with Ms. Kathie Brown the first time we heard them so many years ago.  And on this night we were rewarded with a couple loud "PEENTS".  Not a bad way to end the day.  Until next time.....

PS.  This is the best time of year to see our butterflies!  They are everywhere!

Painted Lady

Three Betrayals You Will Know

Canyon Wren

As the Canyon Wren inspected my binoculars, I pondered the meaning of it all.  Somehow we made it.  And thank the bird gods we did.  I'm not sure what we would have done had we been alone. 

This trip showed signs of trouble from the start.  Kathy's truck met a river for a road.  We tried to get around the river but got stuck in the mud.  And later it happened again! But this time in the Cocospera river!  Had it not been for Jim's tow cable, I'm not sure we would have gotten out.  

Violet-crowned Hummingbird

I looked over and saw the Canyon Wren again.  This time on the backpack.  We took our walk and again I counted birds once more for this ranch.

As we hiked down the trail, we noticed a new road cutting through pristine desert habitat.  This ranch?  Was it even protected anymore?

I still noticed the birds.  They were all still there. But something was different this time.  

female Varied Bunting

They checked their jaguar cams.  I recorded.  This time we noticed mesquites cut down. The cameras picked up service workers from the state doing the cutting. On this ridge, where Jaguars survey their large territory, we witnessed the incredible Sky Islands.  We could see the Santa Rita Mountains in Arizona from Mexico!  This spot was magical as we could see every major sky island. I now could piece together the bird migration puzzle.  It all made sense. 

And this time around, there were more cattle. Once upon a time, the ranch owner was sensitive to the number of cattle on his land.  But it seems he has lost this battle as well.

The old couches sat outside on the patio now as if to be taken away at some point.  There the Canyon Wren sat. 

I watched an adult Cliff Swallow feed the baby. 

Cliff Swallow

Nothing lasts forever.  There comes a breaking point when one says enough is enough.  Not only was the ranch going through some changes; so was I. At my work, a friend betrayed my trust.  After 16 years of working together, it was a hard slap in the face and it broke my heart. It's now strictly business.  My life has become a complicated and wonderful thing.  And the same is happening for my other half.  I share my adventures with people and they wonder how I am able to balance it all together.  It's hard.  But I have kept this motto ever since I first heard the words from Principal Art Johnson. "Work hard; Play hard." And it can be done with the proper management of time.  AND it's also the same reason that I have written in the past that we are only given a certain amount of time.  Do we spend our time living in the negative moments?  Or do we live our lives to the fullest? 

Vermilion Flycatcher

I've now cut the last threads of negativity out of my life. Life changes. We change. When you can't trust a friend with personal information, they no longer are friends. 

At night, we walked muddy roads discovering more bugs than reptiles.  I thought more about betrayal. Maybe this is how the rancher also felt.  He thought he could trust the Mexican government to do the right thing.  He thought he could trust the conservation groups to keep his efforts going.  And in all his efforts, he kept running into obstacles. 

Wolf Spider

Several of us swallowed bugs.  Something big ran across my foot. The air was saturated with insects! Clouds of winged things formed around us under the starry sky.  They were in our hair, on our skin and in our mouths. It was quite the experience. Sometimes I shined my light on one of my friends and they couldn't figure out why they were getting attacked by all the bugs. I needed a good laugh to get through this hellish bug nightmare. We were walking through the poopy stream where the cattle were now hanging out. It was gross. 

Antlion

In the darkness, it's difficult to see with human eyes.  Thankfully our head lights illuminated these incredible alien looking bugs.  Our ears could detect Great Horned, Barn, Elf and Western screech-owls.  Eventually we hit the muddy river of a road where we first got stuck.  I was not walking through that mess again. 

Tarantula

Jim checked traps for snakes and other reptiles. This guy is fearless!  

A sleeping Pacific-slope Flycatcher

Meanwhile, I counted the sleeping birds in the trees while Tim and Robyn tried finding snakes climbing up those trees. 

Hummingbird migration was at full force.  

The Canyon Wrens jumped onto my chair.  I had a good laugh.  How many people struggle to see these wrens when they come to visit?  Sure, I often hear them but to have them come right up to me was a nice change. Talk about an armchair tick!

And I continued counting birds while running into more cattle.  No decision is ever simple.  More cattle equals more money.  It's obviously where the cash is made. But surely there is a way for conservation to be equally profitable beyond the hunting sector?

Wilson's Warbler

I came back and found these two wrens getting into more mischief.  At one point, someone left the truck door open and one of the birds went into the vehicle!!!  So I obsessed about the bird until it flew out.  

For years, I tried to believe that the ranch owner was trying to make a difference.  And I think at some point he did maybe try a little. During our last visit, we witnessed things on the ranch that seemed to be reversing the conservation trend. 

Blue Grosbeak

I've listened to the ranch owner tell stories about how the government and town were not pleased that he wasn't putting more cattle on the ranch.  And that whenever he tried to move forward in the various conservation areas, he was blocked by someone or something.  It must have been frustrating. 

Antelope Jackrabbit

And then there's my point of view.  I've been to the ranch when we didn't have electricity because he forgot.  Or he didn't tell us that he changed the gate lock even though he knew we were coming.  This last time?  He forgot to turn on the water AND we had to find a way around the gate because the locks were changed yet again. Then there were the bad conditions of the road. It wouldn't be so bad if people didn't have to pay money.  But they did. So how serious is he really about conservation work and attracting people to the ranch?  

I fear that soon there will be no one coming to do research at this ranch.  I understand that people need to survive and make money.  I also know that the people on our end work their tails off to do excellent research.  They have offered to help expand the organization but it has been met with lukewarm reception.  People like Kathy believe in this place.  She always has. 

Our glue, Ms. Kathy, can't keep this going forever. She has been the organizer for all these trips for so many years.  Both she and her daughter have spent MANY hours prepping for these trips so that people could experience the ranch.  It has been a magical journey and I've met some of the most incredible people.  But sadly, it looks like those days are coming to an end as the ranch owner ends his conservation attempts to protect the Cocospera Riparian area.

As I look out at the ranch one last time, I wonder what will happen. Only one weekend before this trip, I had heard a speaker talk about this rancher and what an amazing job they both had done creating this conservation friendly ranch. There were half truths spoken.  Old conversations with the ranch owner about this speaker suddenly surfaced. I watched the audience believe his every word.  In the back of my mind, I heard the rancher's voice.  And I listened intently to what this man had to say.  What the speaker didn't tell his audience was that he is not allowed back on that rancher's property anymore because he betrayed the rancher's trust. Again, the word "betray". To me, this speaks volumes about the relationship issues between conservation groups and ranchers.  I can't speak for the ranch owner as I have never been a ranch owner.  I've not been in his shoes boots, but I can tell you that I wouldn't want irresponsible people on my lands. 

Sleepy Orange

The people below continue to be optimistic and I will try my best to keep an open mind.  Some will keep trying for as long as they can. 

But here's the kicker.  Who speaks for the wildlife on this ranch?  Who will protect them if no one cares?  The bird gods must have heard my troubled thoughts because several days after our trek, I received a letter requesting the use of one of my photos I took on the ranch a couple years ago of the Crawford's gray shrew.  Jim was looking under wooden panels on a cold cold day and discovered this tiny mammal.  Perhaps these organizations will put Aribabi on the conservation map and help this ranch owner out?  Only time will tell.  How does that saying go?  One step forward; three steps back. 

I have watched "change" happen all around me in the desert. I've silently watched the major characters in conservation interact with their audiences and also between their egos.  Three Betrayals I have learned during this past month of August. A betrayal of land, friendship and intent. I remember a time before birding when everything was so black and white.  When birding entered my life, it fused itself into my being and changed everything.  And I changed.  I can't save the world but I can be the best citizen scientist possible.  I have to believe that we, as the shepherds of this planet, can do better. Until next time.....