Hidalgo County Big Day (18 April 2024)

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By Mary Beth Stowe

      Today was slated as just a “relaxed and easy” birding day, but at the last minute decided to do a Big Day, with the itinerary based on places where potential year birds were reported on eBird. Said itinerary included Estero Llano Grande State Park an hour before dawn (which I always do in order to bag the night birds), the Progresso Silos for a crack at the Yellow-headed Blackbirds, Frontera Audubon Thicket for migrants, Delta Lake for Hudsonian Godwits and other shorebirds, Fireman’s Park in McAllen for the lingering Greater White-fronted Goose, Quinta Mazatlan for migrants (the reported Flame-colored Tanager was probably long gone), Old Hidalgo Pumphouse for a reported Groove-billed Ani (and I always get the Monk Parakeets there, whether they’re reported or not), and Santa Ana NWR. It would turn out to be mostly overcast all day, which made for a pleasant day out even though it got up to 91 later in the afternoon.


      Started the morning with the neighborhood Purple Martins (1) gurgling as I packed the car before heading to Estero. Once at Estero the Pauraques (2) were pretty easy to pick up, and a Chuck-will’s-widow (3) sang from the park host area. Checked the restroom lights in the Tropical Zone for moths, then settled in at the “Picnic Table Feeders” near Pauraque Hall to wait in the dawn. Black-bellied Whistling Ducks (4) flew overhead in the dark, and Black-necked Stilts (5) called from somewhere where there was water! Early-morning songsters included White-winged (6), White-tipped (7), and Mourning Doves (8), a Mockingbird (9), and Cardinals (10), and as it got lighter Chachalacas (11), Golden-fronted Woodpeckers (12), a Clay-colored Thrush (13), Brown-crested Flycatcher (14), Couch’s Kingbirds (15), Kiskadees (16), Green Jays (17), Black-crested Titmice (18), a Long-billed Thrasher (19), Carolina Wrens (20), and Olive Sparrows (21) joined the chorus. A couple of Hooded Orioles (22) “wheeped” on the way out, and a five-minute vigil at the Green Jay Drip didn’t yield the Crimson-collared Grosbeak, but a Yellow-billed Cuckoo (23) sang, which was good for the year!

Three different types of moths are sitting on a wall.

L-R:  Omnivorous Platynota, Straight-lined Wave, Orange-banded Prominent

      The brick walkway had a cute little Black-and-white Warbler (24) working the trees, and didn’t need the Hidalgo Pumphouse ani (25) as one was calling right before the little ramp to the deck! Because of the drought and water rationing, the only wetland that had any water in it was Alligator Lake, so I headed back there after another five-minute vigil at the hummer feeders, which added Buff-bellied (26) and Ruby-throated Hummer (27) to the list, along with Red-winged Blackbird (28), Brown-headed Cowbird (29), and Great-tailed Grackles (30) flying overhead. A Caracara (31) pumped by and a pair of Mottled Ducks (32) flew overhead on the way back there, along with a pair of fly-by Red-crowned Parrots (33).  A Ladder-backed Woodpecker (34) was hidden in the scrub, and some Common Ground Doves (35) fed on the path just before the little bridge. A pair of Chachalacas were chorusing out in the open, allowing for some video, and a Common Yellowthroat (36) announced his presence as I approached Alligator Lake. A couple of Yellow-crowned Night Herons (37) were still there, while a small flock of Long-billed Dowitchers (38) went tearing by, peeping as they went! Green Herons (39) were calling and flying around with nesting material, and both Bewick’s Wren (40) and Eastern Meadowlark (41) sang beyond the vegetation. Nothing was at the overlook except a bunch of Great-tailed Grackles trying to outdo each other with their “toilet-flush” songs! On the way back a House Wren (42) sang from the other side of the canal, and a Verdin (43) called from the scrub. Back in the parking lot a Lesser Goldfinch (44) made his tinkling calls.

A hummingbird is perched on a bird feeder next to another hummingbird.

Low-light Ruby-throated Hummingbirds (male left, female right)

A small bird with a red beak is standing in the grass.

Common Ground Dove

Two pictures of a bird sitting on a tree branch.

Chachalaca pair chorusing

Three black birds are sitting in tall grass near a body of water.

Contorting Great-tailed Grackles

      Headed down to the silos next, where I was shocked to see that there were no huge blackbird flocks! What was there instead was hundreds of Rock Pigeons (45), and what icterids were there were made up mostly of Brown-headed Cowbirds (couldn’t even find a Bronzed)! House Sparrows (46) of course got added here as well, and I was sweating the Yellow-headed Blackbirds until I found a couple (47) in with a small group of cowbirds along Gonzales Road! One was even singing up a storm, but he was hidden in one of the small trees and wouldn’t allow a video… (What did allow a video before I got run over by a semi was a couple of gurgling Brown-headed Cowbirds!)  Added Eurasian Collared Dove (48) on the way up to US 281.

A black bird with a yellow head is standing on the ground.

Yellow-headed Blackbird

Two black birds are perched on a tree branch

Singing Brown-headed Cowbirds

      From there headed up FM 88 to Frontera Audubon Thicket, where a Chestnut-sided Warbler had been reported. Didn’t necessarily expect to find it, but it is a good migrant trap and figured I’d add some good stuff to the list. Added Chimney Swift (49) and Tropical Kingbird (50) right in the parking lot, and at their running water feature a couple of Black-and-white Warblers came in to bathe while more Chachalacas chorused in the background! Like Estero, their little wetlands were dry (except for the ponds on the Payne property next door, but they were birdless), but had probably the Bird of the Day singing at the overlook to the Big (dry) Pond: a Bell’s Vireo (51)! He wouldn’t come out, either, nor sing for the recorder,  but a nice male Black-throated Green Warbler (52) did come down for a peek!  A more expected White-eyed Vireo (53) sang nearby, and a migrant Great Crested Flycatcher (54) showed himself, along with a similar Brown-crested. A Laughing Gull (55) called overhead, along with a Barn Swallow (56). Taking the back loop along the fence line proved to be a challenge as it was pretty overgrown (in fact, if you were to come from the other direction, it looked as though they actually closed it off with palm fronds from that end), but I’m glad I took it, as a beautiful male Indigo Bunting (57) popped up, along with a Clay-colored Sparrow (58)! Once I made it through the mess a Blue-headed Vireo (59) sang near the cemetery. Spent about five minutes near the feeding area to see if their continuing Crimson-collared Grosbeak would at least call, but no banana. I wish I had sprayed my clothes, however: the mosquitoes were vicious!!

Three pictures of a bird with a tiger face painted on it

Black-and-white Warblers (dry one at right)

A small yellow and black bird perched on a tree branch.

Black-throated Green Warbler

      Added Starling (60) driving out of Weslaco, then it was up FM 88 to Delta Lake where my most-wanted target, the Hudsonian Godwit (hereafter “Hudwit”), was reported. You have to park in the little lot on the west side of 88, then walk down the shoulder to get close enough to see most of the birds, but it was a profitable stop: the most numerous shorebird there was the Long-billed Dowitcher, many in breeding colors as to fool you into thinking you were seeing the Hudwits! At the parking area swarms of Cliff Swallows (61) were flying around, and a Marsh Wren (62) gurgled from the reeds. What I could ID from that distance included Blue-winged Teal (63) and Great Egret (64), but I had to walk the shoulder to get close enough to add Stilt (65) and Least Sandpipers (66), Semipalmated Plover (67), and the coveted Hudwit (68), in addition to a couple of Marbled Godwits (69), which are rare in Hidalgo County! [Ed. Note: Hold that thought…] Off in the distance was a big glob of birds, and with the help of the camera’s zoom (sometimes better than a scope) was able to pick out Fulvous Whistling Ducks (70), Coots (71), one Double-crested Cormorant (72) in with the mob of Neotropic Cormorants (73), one Cattle Egret (74) in with the Snowies (75), a Tricolored Heron (76), a couple of Franklin’s Gulls (77), and Gull-billed Terns (78) which were acting like they wanted to start families! (A huge flock of gulls sailed by way overhead that sounded like Franklin’s, but Laughing can sometimes squeal the same way and I couldn’t see any field marks…) Least Terns (79) called unseen, along with a Killdeer (80). A Green Kingfisher (81) blasted by while I was filming the godwits, and on the way back to the car a Black Vulture (82) sailed by (was shocked that I hadn’t seen any TVs yet). Went into the park proper to use the restroom and added a chirping Yellow Warbler (83) to the list.

A collage of three pictures of birds standing in the water.

Female Hudsonian Godwit, showing tell-tale white markings on tail and wings.

Three birds with long beaks are standing in the water.

Male Hudsonian Godwit

A flock of birds are standing in the water on a beach.

Fulvous Whistling Ducks, with Snowy and Cattle Egrets, Black-necked Stilt, and Gull-billed Terns

A flock of birds are standing in a field.

Neotropic Cormorants with token Double-crested in the middle...

Two birds are standing in the water looking for food

Least Sandpipers

      Since the next stops were in McAllen and I wanted to avoid that I-69/I-2 interchange, I planned on cutting over by way of Monte Cristo Road, but stopped in Edinburg for lunch on the way. While I was wolfing down some chicken my friend Baceliza called and said there were thousands of shorebirds (including Hudwits, plus some others that would be good for the list) at Sugarhouse Pond! I was surprised only in that I had heard reports that the powers that be were literally shooing birders off the berm now that the sugar plant was closed (one report even said they had caution tape up there to keep people out), but apparently all that was taken down and birders were allowed back up! I debated about going all the way back there as it would be a half-hour drive back the way I came, but I finally relented and headed out. It ended up being a good choice, as I added several things right away: several Shovelers (84) were close enough to ID without walking any distance, as well as Roseate Spoonbills (85) and White-faced Ibis (86) that were easy to tell even at that distance. I had to walk down the berm a bit to ID some of the other things; there were indeed hundreds of dowitchers and Stilt Sandpipers, but I couldn’t pick out any godwits, which were probably too far away for me to see. What I could get close enough to in order to ID included Wilson’s Phalaropes (87), an American Golden Plover (88), some Pectoral Sandpipers (89) and a few Western Sandpipers (90 - there could have been some other peeps in there besides Leasts, but again, too far to tell), both Greater (91) and Lesser Yellowlegs (92), and Avocets (93 - along with Black-necked Stilts and more ducks of all flavors).

A large flock of birds are standing in the water

Part of the shorebird mob at Sugarhouse Pond:  mostly Stilt Sandpipers, but including a Long-billed Dowitcher, Pectoral Sandpiper, and a Wilson's Phalarope in front.

Two birds are standing in a puddle of water.

Pectoral Sandpiper (left) and American Golden Plover

Two birds are standing in the mud looking for food.

Lesser Yellowlegs having "words" with their wings...

      From that point, it made more sense logistically to head down to the freeway and hit Santa Ana next. A Scarlet Tanager had been reported (which I didn’t have high hopes of refinding), but it can also be a good migrant trap. The drive down Alamo Road was productive, adding Scissor-tailed Flycatcher (94), and right at the intersection with US 281 a pair of Swainson’s Hawks (95) was harassing a pair of Turkey Vultures (96 - about time I got them)! At the refuge, the Inca Doves (97) came through at the feeders, and Willow Lake actually did have some water in it, where I picked up three Common Gallinules (98) and a Belted Kingfisher (99)! A Nashville Warbler in the trees along the trail on the way back got the honor of being bird #100, beating out the Gray Hawk (101) I heard in the distance. One of the best video ops of the day was at a bundle of Texas Thistle, where a couple of Zebra Heliconians were cavorting! Although not needed for the day, had a much better look at a Green Kingfisher at the foot bridge crossing the canal near the VC! And even though it was late in the day, I had to check the breezeway wall for moths; none there, but one of the benches had a Golden-bordered Looper, which is a Valley specialty!

A butterfly is sitting on top of a purple flower

Zebra Heliconian

A bird is perched on a branch with a dragonfly flying in the background.

Green Kingfisher (with photo-bombing Gulf Fritillary)

A moth is sitting on a piece of wood.

Golden-bordered Looper

      Old Hidalgo Pumphouse was a straight shot along US 281 from there, and I actually picked up quite a few things there: Western Kingbirds (102) chattered from the parking lot, and at the resaca a Lincoln’s Sparrow (103) popped up! The Monk Parakeets (104) came through, rasping overhead and carrying long strands of nesting material, and a short hike to the bench along the levee hit pay dirt with a flock of Painted Buntings (105)! On the way back a big flock of Larks Sparrows (106) had a Chipping Sparrow (107) in with them, and just for the record, I did see an ani there!  Walking back to the parking lot along the sidewalk next to the pumphouse, an Altamira Oriole (108) called and worked in one of the small trees.

A black bird is perched on a tree branch

Groove-billed Ani

Two pictures of a bird perched on a tree branch

Chipping Sparrow

A flock of birds perched on a tree branch

Lark Sparrows

Two colorful birds are perched on a tree branch.

Painted Bunting

      Quinta Mazatlán was next (and they’re open until 7:30 on Thursdays, so I had plenty of time), and while I was reaching the law of diminishing returns, still managed to add a few things in this delightful little migrant trap! I meant to make the loop but ended up at the amphitheater where a couple of other ladies were watching what was coming in to what was left at the feeders – mostly grackles, but we also had more Inca Doves, a Kiskadee, and a very nice Clay-colored Thrush gathering a huge amount of nesting material! Continuing towards Ruby Pond (where the tanager had been reported), a sharp pink had me wondering if I had a Blue Grosbeak, until the perp showed himself to be a Northern Waterthrush (109 - which I should have realized, as there’s almost always one there)! A Bullock’s Oriole (110) did his slow chatter in the same area, and a sit at the feeders in Ebony Grove didn’t add anything to the list, but enjoyed Cardinals, House Sparrows, a Long-billed Thrasher, another Painted Bunting, and an Olive Sparrow coming in! With all the statuary around, I was started by a real pair of Chachalacas standing still that eventually also came in to the feeder area! Spooked a Cooper’s Hawk (111) while making the loop, and circling back was finally able to add Curve-billed Thrasher (112 - was sweating that one, as this is almost a slam-dunk place for them)! A suspicious warbler came in to one of the water features, but wasn’t able to get on him before he took off…

A bird with a bug in its beak is standing in the grass

Clay-colored Thrush with nesting material

A small brown and white bird perched on a tree branch

Great Kiskadee

      I was too beat to go to Fireman’s Park for one goose, so I headed back to Alamo and got some dinner while waiting for the Lesser Nighthawks to appear at the Alamo Inn! They never did before I got impatient, so headed home, adding House Finch (113) in the complex.

           Post-script: In reviewing the pictures and videos, I discovered a couple of Forster’s Terns (114) at Delta Lake, but at the same time a careful study of the “Marbled Godwit” footage revealed that they were actually very dull female Hudwits, as they were the same size as the nice pretty male, and when they preened, they revealed some white on the tail (there may have been a Marbled somewhere in there as one was reported – unless the previous reporter made the same mistake I did), so that brought us back down to 113 for the day!

Two trees are standing in the middle of a grassy field.
By Mary Beth Stowe September 28, 2024
Got ready to go the next morning a little earlier than planned, so went ahead and headed over to the park, thankful that the gate was open just like the guy said! I went straight to 40 Acre Lake and took the Powershot down to the pier, but didn’t stay long as I realized I really needed to be using The Monster (i.e. Sony with the Big Lens) in this situation (it was still kinda dusky, even after sunrise, and it handles low-light situations much better than the Powershot). I ended up spending over an hour there as it was quite active: tons of Little Blue Herons (including many transitioning birds, called “calicos”), Common Gallinules, a young Great Blue, and even a pair of Purple Gallinules taking a bath (but on the other side of the lake)! Some Anhingas were swimming with just their head and necks above the surface (hence the name “snake-bird”), so that was fun to shoot! A Pied-billed Grebe was new for the trip (as was a Tricolored Heron that kept hiding). Got some artsy shots of Great Egrets and spoonbills across the lake, and another Anhinga had landed on the railing to dry his wings, and he was pretty dilapidated! I didn’t wanna bother him (it was obvious he was agitated when I started getting closer), but a Plegadis ibis wheeled in that had a gray face and dark eye, and I would think that this time of year any Whiteface would have a red eye! Unfortunately so long as I didn’t have Internet access I couldn’t upload a picture to eBird, so documentation would have to wait until I got to the Holiday Inn (if I could get on their Wi-Fi…). [Update: I could, so I submitted the photos – more on that story later…] White Ibis were out the yin yang, and what I thought were a mom and kid Boat-tailed Grackle came by (as the male was singing somewhere), but they turned out to be Great-tails after I reviewed the video. A Mississippi Kite circled over the trees, but the best video op was a roaring Alligator! That was great! The Four-spotted Pennants (a type of dragonfly) on the way out were anti-climactic! Totally forgot to film the Barn Swallow nest on the way out, though… ☹ I did hear some chickadees on the way out, so I wheeled back in and tried to get some video out the car window!
A tree in a park with spanish moss hanging from it
By Mary Beth Stowe September 21, 2024
As usual, woke up early so got going early after the morning routine; added Golden-fronted Woodpecker to the list while packing the car (among other things we’ll probably pick up later). Another “write-in” bird heading north on US 77 was a Harris’ Hawk!  We stopped at the Sarita rest stop, picking up a Hooded Oriole for the trip, but boy, did it look nasty up ahead!! I wish I had been able to take a picture on the fly, because you talk about storm-chasing: once under it, it was black as night, with some terrific lightning displays! But then the rain started, and by Riviera it was zero visibility, so I just pulled into a Pizza Hut (or some such joint) parking lot to wait it out for a while. A Flood Warning came over the phone, and looking at the radar, we were right in the middle of a big red blob (I kept trying to capture a picture of the thing and was turning the phone off by mistake, so by the time I did get a picture the Red Blob had moved north a bit so the effect wasn’t the same)! Continued on after a few minutes, and while it let up, it didn’t really stop until the next stop at Refugio. We got a breakfast croissant at Burger King, then continued north. Filled up at El Campo (ended up going around the Very Long Block for that one), where a homeless guy opened the door for me! Headed on to Brazos Bend, where there was no hint of the threatened rain! Jumped out at the entrance to shoot the requisite sign, and had a Carolina Wren actually in view for a second while waiting to check in! I had some questions, so the ranger had me park and walk in where he gave me a map and showed me where the Limpkins usually show up; unfortunately it was as someone else had mentioned, and it was an almost three mile one-way hike along the Live Oak Trail to get to the habitat! He also suggested a couple of spots for Purple Gallinules, and said that the gate opens around 6:15, so that was perfect! Back at the car I remembered the other question I wanted to ask and went running back: do they have feeders? Nope – all natural here, she said!
A dirt road in the middle of a desert with mountains in the background
By Mary Beth Stowe September 16, 2024
And what a final day! It was another cold but (thankfully) windless morning, and the drive to Brackettville in the dark was (again thankfully) uneventful. We made a potty stop there, picking up a singing Western Kingbird for the trip, and by that time it was getting light enough so that the last leg to Kickapoo Cavern on FM 674 was delightful – I’d love to be able to survey that road, as there was lots of good Edwards Plateau habitat and plenty of places to pull over. Did see a couple of ravens, but according to eBird both could occur, so I let them go. And am I thankful I downloaded the eBird checklist the night before, because there was no signal once I got to the park! (Although I had an initial shock when I ran the day list and only got four species – needed to change the date… 😊) After taking the obligatory entrance sign picture, we just crawled along, and were rewarded with a friendly Golden-cheeked Warbler, and later a Rufous-crowned Sparrow (he wasn’t friendly – just happened to be on my side of the road and was nice enough to stay put)! A Scissor-tailed Flycatcher on a wire sallied out and caught a big bug, and although the singing Canyon Wren wasn’t new for the trip, the singing Scott’s Oriole was! The normal songsters seemed to be just Cardinals, Bell’s Vireos, and Bewick’s Wrens.
A river runs through a lush green forest with mountains in the background.
By Mary Beth Stowe September 7, 2024
Headed out in the black, deciding to park at the walk-in camping lot to see in the dawn. And what a morning! It was freezing cold (around 37 degrees; Heppy – my Subaru – even warned me that the roads could be icy), but not a speck of wind, and the night sky was glorious! (There was a sign in the campground saying this was a Dark Sky Park or something like that…) Got to see a couple of meteors, and even a satellite (or the Space Station)! 😊 Once again, the Cardinals had to voice their dominance as the first birds up (even before it was lightening in the east), but nothing in the way of night birds vocalized. I did hear this weird barking that I suspected was one of the Axis Deer, so I thought I’d have some fun and see what Merlin said! Interestingly, he thought it was an Inca Dove (no way), but he also said he picked up a Poorwill! I did briefly hear something that sounded like one poor-will phrase, but since it didn’t keep going (as they usually do), I didn’t count it. Walked around the lot trying to keep warm, and in the twilight a Great Horned Owl glided low over my head (and it was light enough to see the details of his face without the bins 😊)! Also heard Turkeys gobbling in the distance, and as it got lighter a singing Yellow-breasted Chat (that Merlin didn’t recognize, interestingly) was new for the trip, and that weird whistling that I heard yesterday that sounded like a funky Black-capped Chickadee and wrote it off as an oddball Field Sparrow or something suddenly clicked: it was the reported White-throated Sparrow! He gave great recording ops but never came out for a view, either there or in the blind.
A small bird is standing next to a large rock.
By Keith Hackland September 2, 2024
Packed up after the morning routine (funny how I’ve consistently woken up before the alarm goes off) and made it to Junction without clobbering any deer! 😊 (The wind was horrendous, though; I was concerned about all those big rigs zipping along at 70 MPH!) Siri sent me the back way, which I think was new, and was shocked to discover major road work going on in the park – I couldn’t even pull over on my favorite perch at the top of the hill! ☹ (Come to find out they were building a new Visitor’s Center…) So I pulled over as soon as I felt it was safe, and like the first morning at Kerr, I think the wind kept me from hearing much of anything (although, as normal, the Cardinals were the first ones to wake up). I did pick up a Black-capped Vireo at the first hard left, and heard a Golden-cheeked Warbler near Lora’s Blind (but I think that might have been after sunrise – it all blends together…). Crawled around the campground picking up several Bell’s Vireos and spooked three Axis Deer, and by the time I arrived at the big parking lot outside the campground my Sunrise Alarm went off, so decided to head back to Lora’s Blind first before the construction crew got going! That was a good plan, and my concerns about the blinds being packed with people were unfounded, as, out of all four blinds, only two other couples showed up the whole time (and I spent an hour in each one)! One couple remembered me from San Diego (and that’s always embarrassing when you don’t remember them ☹) and were now RVing all over the country, and the other couple were new birders from San Benito (another Lower Rio Grande Valley town)! (I put in a plug for Arroyo Colorado Audubon… 😊)  Anyway, even before the food was put out, Lora’s Blind was hopping with activity: the main players were White-crowned Sparrows of all ages and in various degrees of molt (it was funny to see beat up birds next to immaculately fresh ones), and both species of towhees came in as well (although the Spotted was consistently shy). Titmice were very cooperative, and I was thrilled to see a Hermit Thrush come in to the water feature! Cardinals were all over the place, Lincoln’s Sparrows were plentiful, and one Lark Sparrow came in.
A dirt road going through a field with trees on both sides
By Mary Beth Stowe August 24, 2024
Didn’t wake up quite as early as the day before, but still got to Bobcat Meadows well before dawn. This time it was a lovely morning, with no wind, and at the second or third stop, sure enough, a Poorwill was singing in the distance! (Turkeys were gobbling as well…) Barbara texted me in the middle of all this with a question about the Harris’ Hawk (turns out I had forgotten to add the Swainson’s Hawk to the eBird list, and forgot to add that and the Harris’ to the trip list), so I got to tell her that I had just gotten the Poorwill! J The normal dawn chorus characters started tuning up as it got lighter, but nothing new for the trip. At sunrise I swung over to the main road just to make sure they really were having a turkey hunt, and therefore the place was closed (they were), so I headed back to Bobcat Meadows and carried out the following strategy: stop every tenth of a mile, drag The Monster out, and wait five minutes to see what shows! Worked fine until the second or third stop when two Black-capped Vireos were really going at it in this bush in front of me; you’d think they’d be visible, but no way! But I hung in there with them, and they eventually shot down to a leafless bush down the incline where they were clearly visible chasing each other around the bush, and it became apparent that there was a third bird (which turned out to be the female, which was the main bird I was able to shoot; her hubby was too busy chasing his rival J)! It wasn’t the greatest, mainly because of the distance and trying to keep the silly things in focus as they dashed in and out between the branches, but at least we got something!
A man walking down a road with trees in the background
By Mary Beth Stowe August 10, 2024
I felt like a kid on Christmas morning the next day, so I did the morning routine unhurriedly because I got up uber early, and got over to Bobcat Meadows well before dawn; the wind concerned me, but there were no night birds at all, and as the sky lightened we had the usual suspects, including the song-battling Black-capped Vireos. I rushed out of there in time to meet Barbara at the main gate, which was closed when I first checked, but open now! We had a great reunion, and she had quite the list while she was waiting for me (she, too, felt like a kid on Christmas morning and got there around seven, when the gate was open)! I had heard a chickadee coming in, and Inca Doves at the station, but for some reason she didn’t hear the Canyon Wren I heard (but she got it later). We piled into Heppy and started crawling, and it was good to catch up during the course of the day! It all blended together since we covered both roads; Barbara spotted Lark Sparrows right away on the main road, a Vermilion Flycatcher “butterflied” overhead, and a Swainson’s Hawk circled in the distance. We heard both the Goldencheeks and the Blackcaps right away, but the former was the only one to cooperate by sitting on the tippy top of a tree! (Barbara circled around a tree a Blackcap was singing in to try and “herd” him my way…) We found another Goldencheek pair chasing each other, and Barbara got terrific shots with her new Sony, but I really had a hard time getting mine on the bird and then in focus, so that made me decide to get a Powershot video first, and then drag out The Monster if the bird was still being cooperative! At that same spot we had a thooking Hermit Thrush, and we actually did have a lot of Blackcaps, but they would only allow fleeting glimpses as they shot from tree to tree.
A fence post in the middle of a field with trees in the background
By Mary Beth Stowe July 29, 2024
Headed out on time, but was greeted by fog heading up the 281 corridor! Once it cleared we added a few expected things: Scissor-tailed Flycatcher, Caracara, and Red-tailed Hawk were the nice ones (grackles and pigeons not so nice 😊). Stopped at the Subway in Jourdanton to get lunch for today and tomorrow, where the gals were pulling their hair out because someone suddenly wanted 32 sandwiches for which they had no bread, then caused Siri to pull out her “hair” because I insisted on going the back way to Kerrville instead of taking the freeway! (She finally got on board…) It’s a lovely drive, and ended up getting to the WMA about 1:30, but was surprised to see the main gate closed! (Maybe I shouldn’t have been if they were having a turkey hunt…) So I headed on over to Bobcat Road and just started crawling, and almost immediately I heard a Black-capped Vireo singing! I pulled out The Monster, and what else should start singing but a Golden-cheeked Warbler! I went back and forth between the two trying to nail them down, but neither wanted to come out. ☹ The whole road was like that, really: at one point I had two song-battling, and one of them sounded like he was right there in great light, but of course I either couldn’t spot him or he was singing from within the bush (which is probably more likely). Cardinals also sounded visible but weren’t, and a little pishing got Bewick’s Wrens, titmice, and a Spotted Towhee all excited, but none would come out (it was getting warm and breezy, so I don’t blame them).
A road going through a desert with mountains in the background
By Mary Beth Stowe July 20, 2024
Got all packed up in plenty of time the next morning, so dropped off the key and headed down to the amphitheater parking area to see in the dawn, planning on walking up the paved road and then coming back down that connector trail I did last time. I hemmed and hawed about that after coasting down the incline, however, and remembered that I was looking into the sun going up that trail last time, so decided to start at the top and come down after all. The predawn watch was glorious, with more stupendous stars (and I think I saw a satellite – one was moving pretty fast!), plus another Poorwill and a couple more Elf Owls! (That was my last chance at picking up Western Screech Owl, hence the vigil, but no banana…) Some songsters later came close enough for recordings, including a Canyon Towhee and Scott’s Oriole! I headed up a bit before actual sunrise to use the restroom, then got distracted by a pair of Canyon Towhees bouncing around near the picnic tables, only to be photobombed by a White-winged Dove! Then headed down what I thought was the trail I had taken up ten years ago, but discovered later that the trail I really wanted was the one that went to the group campground! But my mistake turned out to be a blessing (even though it was another dicey, rocky trail – I’ve definitely made up my mind to avoid those from now on!) as while I was filming an Acorn Woodpecker, I heard a Mexican Jay behind me, and turned to see him hopping on the trail coming my way!! Thankfully he stayed put (or I should say, didn’t flee) for video, calling the whole time! And on top of that, a Gray Fox zipped across the trail behind me! A Rufous-crowned Sparrow came in close to pishing, but he stayed inside the bush enough so that a video just wasn’t possible. From on high I spotted the singing tanager that sounded more like a Summer to me, and it indeed was, which surprised me up this high (although BirdsEye showed it as expected)! A Pine Siskin “cheered” overhead, and I was surprised to see it flagged later when the trio a few days ago were fine – must be on the cusp!
A river runs through a canyon with mountains in the background
By Mary Beth Stowe July 20, 2024
The next day was much more relaxing: headed out to Santa Elena Canyon in the pitch (stopped at the bottom of the grade to listen for owls – nada, but the stars were stupendous!), and again found myself playing “Dodge the Bunny” (actually spooked a Jackrabbit into the brush)! I have to say the early-morning desert smelled so good! It had been decades since I was last there, and they built a handicap-access trail since then, but you still had to hike the sand to the river. As per usual, Bell’s Vireos were out the yin yang, and a Lesser Goldfinch was at the top of a willow, but I had a hard time getting at an angle where I could film him. Both Blue Grosbeaks and Painted Buntings were at the river, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to make that climb up the canyon wall as in previous years (and probably wouldn’t have crossed anyway, as the trail across the creek was very muddy). But the scenery was just fabulous, and it was fun getting video with the early morning bird ambience! The only new bird was a Rock Wren singing waaay up there; no way could I spot ‘im! On the way out, a very cooperative Bell’s Vireo actually sat still for a video, only I noticed that his beak wasn’t moving to the song – I apparently was filming the guy’s mate!
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