Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Wild Bird Wednesday - Townsend's Warbler

Warblers frustrate me...sigh.  As a relatively new birder, I have a tough time even FINDING them (the ubiquitous Yellow-Rumped Warblers being the exception).  But, if I am lucky enough to see one, I then have the even more frustrating task of trying to get a decent photograph as they hop about in constant, hyperactive motion like they've just had a double espresso at Starbuck's. 

Still, every once in a while, I get lucky...like this day in October when I found some Townsend's Warblers hopping around this sycamore tree in the parking lot at the San Joaquin Wildlife Sanctuary.  I didn't get as good of a series of shots as I would have liked - I'd just gotten out of my car and was still making some adjustments and taking test shots when I first spotted them.  Then, all too soon, another car pulled in and parked between me and the tree (and it was an open convertible so I KNOW the guy saw that he drove right through my shots LOL) and the birds took off.  Haven't seen them there since.

Here's what I did manage to get...


 
 
These guys were definitely good at hiding amongst the leaves.
 

 
 
Just love those facial markings - so pretty!


 
 
Peek-a-boo!
 

 
 
I think he sees me.
 

 
 
One last look before he was gone...
 
 
That was it - my one and only exciting warbler encounter for 2016 that I managed to capture in photos.  Maybe my skills will improve in 2017 - Spring Migration is not that far off!  In the meantime, I'm still processing photos I took over Xmas break.  Birding was not as easy as I'd hoped since we did finally get some longed-for rain.  In spite of that, I managed to add two lifers:  Long-eared Owl (but no photos!) and American Bittern.  I'll be sharing the Bittern in a future post.
 
KJ
 
 


 

Wednesday, January 04, 2017

Wild Bird Wedneday - Reddish Egret

There are approximately 3-5 Reddish Egrets that can be found fairly consistently at the Bolsa Chica Ecological Reserve.  I've found they are most active at low tide - especially if you want to catch shots of their strange sideways, hunting "dance" as they search for small fish in the shallow water.

This past May, I was also lucky enough to catch one in it's mating plumage - check out that tri-colored beak!  I though frosted blue eye shadow and Pepto Bismol Pink lipstick went out of fashion after the 80's, but these birds make it look good!


 
 
That hairdo also has a distinctly 80's feel to it!
 

 
 
The perfect pose!
 

 
 
Darn - I JUST missed him snapping up a fish, but you can see the water droplets falling from his beak!
 

 
 
In position for another strike...


 
 
And then it was time for the dance...
 

 
 
Step 1...
 

 
 
Step 2...darn no fish.


 
 
I had to return later in July to capture the full dance.  Notice that the bright beak colors from May are gone.  
 

 
 
Step 1...


 
 
Step 2 - some freestyle maneuvering...
 

 
 
Step 3 - Ballerina Pose...
 

 
 
...and the dance concludes successfully with a fish...


 
 
...unless you like to play with your food and accidentally drop it...


 
 
...but skilled performers know how to make a quick recovery!


 
 
And then take a bow!
 
Hope you enjoyed the dance of the Reddish Egret!
 
KJ
 

 







Tuesday, December 20, 2016

Wild Bird Wednesday: Western Tanager...and a Surprise!

These photos were taken this past May at Laguna Niguel Regional Park.  It's a great local birding place that has even grabbed the attention of an unusual migrant or two the past few years. 

Lately, it's suffered some unfortunate environmental impacts, though.  The park includes a large lake which attracts lots of waterfowl including multiple duck and goose species, terns, herons, egrets, killdeer, spotted sandpipers, ibis and more.  An outside contractor used to manage access to the lake which required purchase of a special fishing permit and additional costs to take out a boat (vs. fish from the shore).  This past year, control of the lake reverted to the County park system so there is no more boat fishing and the only requirement for shore fishing is a California state fishing license.  This has been great for the fishermen (much lower cost), but as a result, the entire bank area where I used get great shots of herons, ibis and egrets are now full of fishermen no matter what time of day I go.  The birds have either left or re-located to the far side of the lake where there's no bank access.

In addition to the fishing issue, the sycamore trees in the park are under assault from a fungal disease caused by an insect that bores into wood and leaves the fungus behind.  The trees' main defense to this is their sap, but that has been affected by our terrible drought.  Many of the trees have already had to be removed in hopes of preventing the spread of the disease. 

I don't think the fishing issue is going to improve any time soon, but we have had some rain this fall so I have hopes that perhaps we'll start to make a dent in the drought (although we'll need several years of good rainfall to really make up for it).

I took the below photos before they started removing the sycamore trees in this area and got lucky to see my first ever male Western Tanager.   Such gorgeous colors - they remind me of my favorite popsicle - Cherry-Pineapple Big Sticks:





 
 
I was first alerted to this gorgeous bird by a flash of bright yellow high up in this tree.
 

 
 
I kept hoping he'd come out from the leaf/branch tangle so I could get a better shot...
 

 
 
...so I followed him pretty relentlessly as he hopped around inside this huge tree.
 

 
 
No such luck.


 
 
This was probably the best shot that I got - at least he doesn't look like there's a twig sticking through his head.
 
It was at this point that the park had a little surprise for me.  Have you ever been so focused on something that you only realize later that you were actually hearing or seeing something else happening in the background, but that your brain filtered it out so you could maintain your intense focus?  Kind of like when the alarm goes off in the morning, but doesn't wake you all the way up until you realize that you've been hearing music in the background of your dream...that is really coming from your radio?
 
As I was focused on the tanager and firing away with my camera, I finally realized that I'd been hearing a repetitive noise for a few minutes off to the side.  As I turned my head to figure out where it was coming from, I suddenly discovered a VERY pissed-off Red-Shouldered Hawk diving RIGHT AT MY HEAD!  I quickly dropped to the ground and she passed close enough to ruffle my hair with the air from her wings!
 
Apparently, I'd been so focused on the tanager that I hadn't realized that WAY UP HIGH in the top of a nearby (and very, very tall) tree...was a hawk's nest.
 
Um...oops!  I felt terrible and backed off to where my car was parked in the lot nearby.  She continued to sit on a nearby branch and scream her displeasure at me...and everyone else (to be fair - this is a VERY busy park and I was not the only person wandering near the trees - there were people playing tennis and basketball on the nearby courts, kids playing soccer on the grass, people walking dogs on the path through this same group of trees, and cars driving by on the nearby road).
 
 
 
 
Here is Momma Hawk - still screaming.  I'm now inside my car with the door shut and am shooting at the full range of my SX50 through window that's open just a crack.
 
 
 
 
She did calm down eventually.  I really love these hawks - such gorgeous colors and patterns on their feathers.
 
 
Because her nest was so high up, I couldn't see what, if anything was going on in there that day.  I went back to the park a few weeks later and was able to take a more circumspect approach to the tree and maintain a proper distance now that I knew where the nest was.  On that occasion, I was rewarded with these shots:
 
 
 
 
Here's mom on the actual nest.
 
 
 
 
And a few minutes after she flew away...Junior popped up and showed himself.  He's still got a few fuzzy baby feathers along the top of his head, but he looks ready to fledge soon. 
 
 
I learned a valuable lesson about not getting so focused on a particular bird that I completely tune out what's going on around me.  I've had mockingbirds in our front yard who will dive bomb anything that comes near (making it difficult to get to the car in the driveway sometimes), but that is NOTHING compared to having a full-grown momma hawk try to scalp me.
 
Not a lesson I will forget...ever.
 
KJ
 
 
 


Tuesday, December 13, 2016

Wild Bird Wednesday - Baby Tree Swallows

Since I started birding, I've become a big fan of Tree Swallows.  Their amazing aerobatic displays are so fun to watch - I've even seem them grab drinks of water and bathe while on the wing - dipping first one wing and then the other into the water as they skim over the surface.

At San Joaquin, there's been a concerted effort to promote breeding of this species with nest boxes placed all around the ponds.  Watching the birds arrive in January and start to bicker over the boxes is endlessly entertaining. 

But nothing can beat the sight of what comes next - the first appearance of the babies!!


 
 
I could've sworn there was really only room for one bird at a time in that doorway, but everybody wants to get fed RIGHT NOW!
 


 
 
Mom must be comin' in hot from the right!
 
 
 
 
Ooh...she just missed on that pass!
 
 
 
 
Now she's got it dialed in...and with a nice, juicy dragonfly, too!
 
 
 
 
Across the trail in another box...another hungry baby!



 
 
Not to worry...the parents are on the job!
 

 
 
Apparently, EVERYONE in the neighborhood is having dragonfly for breakfast!
 

 
 
No picky eaters here!
 

 
 
Just tired parents who swoop off to catch more bugs as soon as this one gets delivered.
 
These photos were all taken this past Spring.  I was at San Joaquin yesterday and noticed that the first Tree Swallows had just arrived - soon the sky there will be full of their aerial displays and the liquid trills of their voices...and the cycle will start over again.
 
KJ
 

 


Tuesday, December 06, 2016

Wild Bird Wednesday: Common Yellowthroat

Since I first started birding in 2015, one of the birds that has really frustrated me is the Common Yellowthroat.  As its name suggests...it's common.  In fact, it's "witchety-witchety-witch" call is one of the few bird calls that I can easily recognize and learned right away.  However, since it has a tendency to stay hidden deep within the reed beds or only pop out for a half-second (just long enough to get the camera trained in and focused, but not long enough to actually get the shot!), it has been difficult for me to get any decent photographs.

Finally, I found a cooperative male who left the reed beds and took up position in this tree to sing.


 
 
They are striking-looking little birds with their black bandit masks.
 

 
 
This male is singing his "witchety" song.


 
 
And now he's cranking up the volume.
 

 
 
Gotta hit that high note!

 
 
 
Not sure why this bird was willing to hang out and let me get so many nice shots of him, but as long as he was willing to cooperate, I was willing to go with it!
 

 
 
After singing, he got hungry and started hunting for bugs on this branch.
 

 
Hope you enjoyed meeting the Common Yellowthroat.

KJ