MacGillivray's warbler |
I arrived later this week, at around 6.15am and after
signing in at the reception I drove off along the winding gravel road that leads to the
banding station and census site.
I had a little time for some pre-census birding and I
quickly scoped offshore and in the tidal bay but it seemed pretty quiet.
An osprey was sat out on a hydro pole, keeping a beady eye on the water below but there was a notable lack of seabirds to check. A few rhinoceros auklets were present along with common murres and small numbers of California, glaucous-winged, mew and Heermann’s gulls.
An osprey was sat out on a hydro pole, keeping a beady eye on the water below but there was a notable lack of seabirds to check. A few rhinoceros auklets were present along with common murres and small numbers of California, glaucous-winged, mew and Heermann’s gulls.
Shorebirds were thin on the ground too, with just black
oystercatcher ‘peeping’ loudly around the rocks, and a small number of least
sandpipers patrolling the stony beach.
MacGillivray's warbler |
Even still there was nothing too exciting to be found over the
allotted hour and a half and the warbler count was frankly terrible; 1
Wilson’s. 2 common yellowthroat. 1 Townsend’s. 1 orange-crowned.
Even the spotted towhees and song sparrows were playing hard to get and
only the sporadic small clusters of red crossbill passing overhead kept things
interesting. A garrulous Steller’s jay added a bit of spice but it was only
once I’d completed my rounds that the birding picked up apace.
A pair of merlin were charging around, adding a dash of
excitement to an otherwise raptor-free morning.
It had been pretty slow-going at the banding station too,
but things were starting to pick up.
A personal highlight was seeing one of my all-time favourite
American warblers in the hand – MacGillivray’s warbler. I don’t know why I like
these geothlypis warblers
so much, but ever since I saw my first one (on my first visit to Vancouver Island back in
1993, as it happens) I’ve been rather enamoured by this secretive bird’s subtle beauty.
Pacific-slope flycatcher |
The rest of the weekend was a fairly birdless affair, bar a bit of brief drive-by birding at Clover Point on Sunday afternoon. The highlight was seeing around 50 red-necked phalarope out on the water. Most of these were a fair distance away but one small flock was pretty close and gave great 'scope-views.
This morning (Monday) I stopped off at Summit
Hill reservoir en route to work once again. The 7 lesser yellowlegs were still present and I had the good fortune of getting point-blank, eye-level views of a lovely black-throated gray warbler in the pathside vegetation.
Post-work, I made a trip to Clover Point but it was pretty drab stuff to be honest, the only thing being a smart summer-plumage red-necked grebe.
Jenny had walked down to meet me and so we went on to Oak Bay Marina (highlight - 84 black-bellied plover, 6 dowitcher sp. and a surfbird) and Cattle Point (highlight 12 western sandpiper) but there was little to get excited about offshore.
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