Tuesday, April 24, 2018

23 April 2018 - Texas birding and more

I am back from ten days in Texas with three friends. Goal? Migrant birding. This is the time of year when the warblers and other birds make their journey from Central and South America to get to their northern breeding grounds. Some of these birds are on their way to the boreal forests of Alaska. We were hoping to catch sight of many birds that don't occur in our area.  And we did!

Texas. I didn't realize how flat it is. Huge expanses barely punctuated by trees. It immediately made Greg Brown's song Flat Stuff play in my head. You probably need to hear it, so search on google or youtube. 

Not only was it a surprise how flat the land is, but the wildflowers were spectacular! The fields and sides of the roads were covered in flowers. It was gorgeous. I'm not sure if this is due to Lady Bird Johnson's efforts or is natural in the areas we were, either way, I loved it. 







We had many target birds to find while on this trip. The most wanted was the Whooping Crane. There are less than 300 of them left. It took us three days, but the third day was the charm. We were stunned and thrilled to see these elegant and magnificent birds. They stand almost 5 feet tall and have a 9 foot wingspan. Impressive!



When they took off we heard their loud bugling calls. Amazing! 

We saw 228 species in a week, including 45 lifers for me. It was a fabulous trip with dawn to dusk birding. I admit by the time we got home I was pretty exhausted, but happily so. 

If any of you have ever seen the movie, The Big Year, you might remember them talking about a fallout on the Texas coast after a storm. We experienced one of these. A storm came in from the south bringing many migrating birds over the gulf into Texas. The next day we had a north wind which kept them grounded. It was a birder's dream. In a single tree there would be two kinds of orioles, painted buntings, tropical parulas, scarlet tanagers. . . it was hard to do anything but stand there with your mouth hanging open.  Here are a few of my favorites from the trip, in no particular order.  


Painted bunting

Green jay

Least bittern

Summer tanager

Indigo bunting

Hooded warbler

Scarlet tanager

This Altamira oriole is only found in Texas along the Rio Grande.

I loved the Reddish Egret. It also has a white morph, but both of them dance in the water while looking for food. Great fun to watch!

This bird is not about to take off, it is doing part of it's feeding dance. 

Due to the storms we had several very windy days. Many gulls, skimmers and the like would line up on the shore facing into the wind. On one beach we counted 172 skimmers all lined up in a row. 


I should mention Whistling ducks. These are not ordinary ducks, in fact I'm not sure they really are ducks. They are so darned cute and have beautiful coloration.  I'd love to have some in my backyard. They perch in trees, on telephone wires, on top of fences and other weird places you would not expect to see a duck. They don't quack, they whistle. Here they are walking down a rope. So odd!

A crowd is always better.

It is hard to know when to quit, but so many birds!

Next is an Aplomado Falcon. It has been on the endangered species list since 1986 and rarely comes into Texas from Mexico. We were so lucky to see one of these. Beautiful. 


The scissor-tailed flycatcher is always a treat to see, no matter how many you see each day. 

One of the birds that was on our list at the King Ranch was the Ferruginous Pygmy Owl. In the US it is only found in a few spots in Texas and Arizona. 

Last June, a white ibis found it's way to Farmington Bay in Utah. It stayed a month, but in that time hundreds of people came in to see it. It was a treat to see quite a few in Texas. 

Great Kisskadee. 

Least tern. 

Ruddy turnstone--in breeding plumage. 

Should also introduce you to three weird bird(er)s. Here are my traveling companions--from left to right: Barb, Vivian and Bryant. 

This is what we look like most of the time. Hats, binos and cameras. At this moment they were looking at both a worm-eating warbler and a Louisiana waterthrush. A good time was had by all. 





3 comments:

  1. I'll admit it - the bigger the bird the more enamored I am! I read this whole post hoping to finally find out the name of the bird I saw everywhere when visiting my brother in Killeen. It looked like a crow but had a long, flourishing tail (reminded me of grand feathers on an old fashioned woman's hat). :)

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    1. I bet anything it was a long-tailed grackle. They are such a fabulous bird. Bold, brassy and beautiful.

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    2. Ahem. I meant great-tailed grackle. My fingers were not typing what my mind was saying.

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