Through November and December I had been forced to watch this year's incredible snowy owl irruption from behind my computer screen. While seemingly everyone else on the east coast had owls coming out of their ears, I was stuck in DC with no car and no time to chase anything. Like a child, I resorted to passive-agressive jealousy, sending out sassy tweets like these:
I knew I'd have a chance to join the lucky hordes of birders when I came to Maine for Christmas. Was I successful, you ask? Thanks for asking. Yes, yes I was. Let me tell you about it.
I got home late on Sunday and had some emergency gift-shopping to do on Monday morning. I told my mom that I was going to look for a snowy owl before I looked for gifts, and this intrigued her enough to tag along. Of course, finding a Snowy Owl is never a sure thing, even in a year such as this, so I tempered her hopes and we headed to the airport. Also, it was sleeting, so that sucked.
SUSPENSE? No, I found an owl almost as soon as I got out of the car. Whammy! A heavily-barred bird in a grassy median between runways. Awesome. I showed my mom, her first snowy owl ever. (Aside: I reported the bird to the listserv and was sent a stern response that one shouldn't report airport owls because they'd be shot. This is something I knew well, but didn't think was an issue in Portland. Turns out it had been, but the same pressure that forced a change at JFK also forced a change at Portland, which now traps and releases owls.) Anyway, here's my mom (owl not visible):
So, that was a pretty good start. On Wednesday I set out for some more birding, trying to clean up some species to hit ABA 400 on the year. I got my year Greater Scaup (I know, right?) and Barrow's Goldeneye before heading to Biddeford Pool to try to scope out some alcids or King Eider.
The first bird I saw when I turned onto Mile Stretch Road at the Pool was a Snowy atop a chimney (I wonder how Santa dealt with it). Great start. While scoping from the tip of the Sanctuary, I saw a second bird near the lighthouse on Wood Island (why didn't I digiscope? I don't know). Leaving the sanctuary (no alcids 'cept Razorbills) I ran into a couple who told me they were visiting from Colombia and did I know of any good birds around? Well, have you seen any of the Snowy Owls? They hadn't heard of the irruption and probably had never dreamed of seeing a Snowy Owl, and they begged me to take them to a bird. They followed me back to the Hattie's Deli parking lot, where I spotted an owl out on the marsh (third of the day). Other folks saw us scoping, and soon a group of 10 or so folks was there viewing the owl - and another bird joined, my 4th of the day. On my way out, I snapped a digi-binned shot of the first owl (the whitest one) that had moved to a nearby rooftop.
