Photojournal - 19 March 2005

Six for the list


Despite the overcast and sometimes rainy weather, on Saturday the 19th of March I spent the day in the field and had a great day. A Boreal Owl had been reported from Reifel for several days running, so I started early and got out there around 8:30. John, the caretaker at Reifel, had already spotted the bird and had the cedar tree containing it roped off. He directed me and another birder to where we could see the little guy. Sadly, the owl was snoozing and the angle of view we had on him didn't show too much. Thus, I only got pictures of the chest of a Boreal Owl. However, the Boreal was still a lifer for me.  
In that photo, it looks like it could have been a Northern Saw-whet Owl. Speaking of which, John pointed out a saw-whet elsewhere in the same tree. This one I had more of a sideways angle on, but he was no more cooperative about showing his face than the Boreal.  

Seeing two owls first thing in the morning was pretty cool, though, even if the photos weren't too exciting.

I hung around by the tree for a while, as more birders arrived and paid the Boreal their respects. In a little while, my friends Grant and Marcia arrived. With them was a fellow named Jim, a birder friend of theirs visiting from Florida. They had some looks at the owls and then Jim and I went looking for the local Mandarin Duck. I vaguely knew that there was a Mandarin that was around Reifel, but I didn't know he was fairly predictable. Anyhow, we found our duck between the parking lot and the water, where a mass of Mallards generally hangs out.

 
The Mandarin was a very photogenic lifer #2 for me. He didn't take his bill out of his back very much, though.  

Back by the cedar with the owls, we connected up with Grant and Marcia and followed someone along the water back towards the entrance to have a look at a Great Horned Owl nest.

We saw the nest, which was quite far away from the path. There was an owl in the nest..he could just be made out with a scope. Not a great sighting, but it'll do. It was so far that it wasn't worth photographing.

In the woods around us, G and M picked up the song of a Hutton's Vireo, and (discovering that I hadn't seen one that I could identify) they kindly walked around until we found a couple of them. We found them in the trees between the entrance road and the water. Here's one of them, lifer #3 for me that day.

 
We discussed the fine points of distinguishing Ruby-crowned Kinglets from Hutton's Vireos, and I discovered that I haven't been careful enough in some of my identifications recently: I could very well have mistaken some Hutton's for kinglets. I've since gone back through my photos, looking for the thick dark band behind the second wing bar (which is on the kinglet but not the vireo). It turns out that I had seen and photographed a Hutton's Vireo the week before, but I didn't count it as a lifer then because I don't count lifers until I know what I've seen. (Kinda makes sense, doesn't it?)

Also hopping around in the trees with the vireos were a few Bushtits. Here's a yellow-eyed one; we also saw some black-eyed.

 
We soon were back at the parking lot, with the mass of people milling around the owl tree. I checked on the Boreal and he was still in the same pose. I went back in search of the Mandarin Duck, who wasn't in the same pose, and got in a few more photos of him.  

He's quite the adorable little guy.

Next, Grant, Marcia, Jim, and I did a tour of the sanctuary, following the outer path in a clockwise direction. It started at the warming hut, where I found this lady, a Greater Scaup. She came swimming up to have a look at me and my camera.

 
Going away from the entrance, Marcia noticed a broken shell on the ground, and conjectured that it was from a goose.  
A little further along, we saw (amongst many other things) another Scaup. This one was male and clearly a Lesser.  
Along the west side of the refuge, we saw many eagles and a harrier or two. There were a mass of Snow Geese further out along the foreshore. As we got closer to the tower, we found ourselves below a busy group of swallows. There were some Violet-Greens and some Trees. I caught a decent photo of a Tree Swallow when it landed on a nest box.  

It's nice to see the swallows back in town. They always put on such a good aerobatic show.

We kept walking and headed for the woodsy part of the trail. There were the usual sparrows around: House, White-crowned, and Golden-crowned. A Fox Sparrow did a little scratching on the path in front of us. Here I caught him halfway in one of the few clean shafts of sunlight we had that day.

 
Along the east side path, we encountered a female Wood Duck at a feeder. She gave a number of calls before ducking out.  
There was a male, possibly her mate, floating nearby. He had pretty fresh-looking plumage.  
Next up, we encountered a couple of Yellow-rumped Warblers, the first I've seen this year. I didn't have great photo-ops with them, but I did get a few that clearly show that it's a Yellow-rumped.  
Soon we were back in the parking lot, checking up on Mr. Boreal again. He still hadn't perked up and still was showing only his chest. More birders had gathered around, and I spoke with Bill and Jeff. Jim and Jeff and I went back in search of the Mandarin for Jeff to see. We didn't find the Mandarin, but we did find a Mallard who was trying his dangedest to look like one.  

But it really wasn't that good of an imitation and we weren't fooled for long. He just didn't get the color or the shape right.

While searching for the Mandarin, though, I found myself close to a few American Coots. As is my wont, I started taking photos of their feet. I found that one of the Coots had some sort of blister or tumour on their right foot. Poor ol' coot. That must hurt.

 
Grant and Marcia were going to try for a big owl day, so they were going to go out to Brunswick Point to look for a Snowy. My back was hurting and I needed sustenance so I decided to go to lunch instead and then out to the ferry jetty. As I was heading for my car to leave, though, I was looking at the pigeons and noticed a grey one with a white collar. I've been waiting for a grey pigeon with a white collar. I pull the camera up and it's click-click-click...lifer #4 for me for the day...a Band-tailed Pigeon. Yellow legs and all.  

Well, four lifers before lunch is pretty darned good. Lunch was not quite that good, but it was passable and then I headed out to the little parking lot right before the compensation lagoon at the end of the ferry jetty. There I pulled out my spotting telescope and zeroed in on lifer #5: a Brant. Brants are a type of goose. There were several of them out there, about 40 or 50 meters from where I was

The weather had taken a bad turn, and it was darker than it had been in the morning, and raining to boot. I set my camera up on a tripod next to my scope, and put a 2x teleconverter on the lens. I managed to get some identifiable Brant shots, but nothing I'm particularly proud of.

 
Grant pulled up behind me just as I finished my first set of Brant photos. There was a female Common Goldeneye paddling around near the rocks below the parking lot and I removed the teleconverter to get photos of her. She looks like she could use a hair dryer. She's almost got a "wet dog" look to her face.  

Further out in the water, there were a few Horned Grebes and Surf Scoters, and more than a few Bufflehead and White-winged Scoters. I tried to get some pictures of the White-winged Scoters, but they were too far off.

A number of Black Turnstones were also on this side of the jetty, and we scanned through them for Rock Sandpipers or Surfbirds, but found neither. We decided to head on to the Great Blue Heron colony on the cliff where the jetty makes landfall. I took a few photos of herons in trees, but really felt that a sunny day would yield better photos.

 

I didn't put the wide lens on my camera, so I wasn't able to get very many of the birds in the photo.

We headed on to the park on the south of the causeway to check for the local Willet, who I have never found. Soon after we get out of our cars, Grant spotted the Willet a little ways down the beach. I decided to clamber down the beach for closer photos, and the others decided to head on to Beach Grove Park in search of a better Great Horned Owl sighting than the distant one from the morning.

Eventually I was able to get within about ten meters of the Willet, and so I got photos of lifer #6 for the day.

 
The bird didn't flush, so I didn't get to see its distinctive underwing pattern.

The Willet marked the end of memory card number two, and I changed cards as I headed back to my car. From there, I zoomed along to join Grant and Marica and Jim at Beach Grove.

Once I was there, Jim came over and pointed out the local Great Horned Owl to me. We were lucky in that the owl was out of her usual nest spot, sitting on a branch in the open. From the side of the tree she was in, I easily saw her, but when she had the trunk behind her, it was almost impossible for me to visually separate her from the tree. She's got great camoflauge. It was a little dark so I was basically shooting blind, aiming the camera at where I knew she was and hoping that she was presenting a nice posture and that I didn't have small branches or anything in the way. I varied my position and took a lot of photos, and was rewarded with a couple that turned out okay. Here's the Great Horned beauty, in more detail than I was seeing her.

 
That was all for Beach Grove; and we caravanned over to Boundary Bay, hoping for Short-eared Owls. The owls didn't happen, but along the way we did find a couple of Peregrine Falcons. Here's one that was particularly close. I was surprised, as I expected this falcon to take offense to me and fly off, like most other Peregrines I've seen. But this one stayed put and let me photograph.  

The Peregrine was the last good subject of the day, and soon I was heading home after a skookum day in the field. Six lifers makes for a pretty darned good day.

Checking my list twice,
Tom

 

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