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Tuesday, April 7, 2026

Texas 2026 Part 1 - Texas Library Association Conference


Ugh I typed this all out once and none of it saved for some reason. I'll do a shorter version here sorry.

I went to Texas last week. I spent the first part of the trip in Houston, promoting my new book World Without Birds at the Texas Library Association conference. 

Up here where I live, I can't think of a conversation about Texan librarians that isn't about how they're facing book bans and other harassment. I guess if you had asked me what I'd expect out of the Texas Library Association I'd say that it'd be a pretty demoralized group of folks. I'd have severely underestimated them. Looking out onto the massive conference floor, it was incredible to see thousands of brave folks defiantly but quietly doing what they'd always done and what they love to do: educating kids. It was emotional, if I'm being honest. I was proud to be a part of it.

I was on a panel about non-fiction books alongside a set of talented writers (Katie Kennedy [also repped by Kate McKean!]; Lesa Cline-Ransome; Sharon McMahon; and Tami Charles). It went OK, I think--I wish I had better answers to some of the questions--and the book signing afterwards was really lovely and humbling. I really appreciate my great editors and media folks at Hachette and Workman Kids, including Amanda, Laura, Karen, and many more. It's a genuine pleasure to work with these folks.

Plus, I have to say, I really love World Without Birds. Writing about extinction for a young audience is really hard, and I put a lot of thought and effort alongside my editors into how I could write something so heavy without it being too much. I'm proud of the result, and am glad that some reviewers recognize and agree with the approach I took. 

OK, so, a really nice couple of days in Houston, and then my friend Brendan flew down to meet me for some serious, serious, serious, serious birding. That'll be in Part 2. 

Part of the Hachette booth at the TLA Conference. World Without Birds is up there on the left, alongside a tons of other great books (including, just below mine, The Forest Revealed by Maine's own Jada Fitch)


Sunday, August 24, 2025

Birding Oaxaca Mexico June 2025


My buddy Ed said he was going to a conference in Oaxaca, Mexico and was tacking on a few days to go birding. Does anyone want to come? he said. Yes, we (Ian and I) replied. YES, we screamed. We bought tickets.

Ed had already hired a guide before we even knew we were coming. I don't usually hire a guide on birding trips because I like the feeling of finding stuff myself. But I think I'm over it! We hired a guide, who also picked us up and drove us in his own car, for the full three days of birding and it was so, so worth it. 

Day 1

The guide's name is Eric Antonio Martinez of BirdingToursOaxaca.com. He was awesome: knew all the spots; knew all the birds; knew all the plants and insects and other things; knew the history; knew the good lunch spots (!); and just knew everything. I can't recommend him highly enough.

With Eric leading the way, everything was easy. He picked us up the first morning at the Hotel Victoria, a charming and affordable spot a short walk from downtown, and five minutes later we're at this beautiful stream in the hill country just knocking out Oaxaca endemics. White-throated Towhee, Golden Vireo, Oaxaca Sparrow, Dwarf Vireo, check check check. It's gorgeous, and we're birding hard.

I should say here that something that added to the gorgeousness of our entire time in Oaxaca was that it was the rainy season. Lots of travelers hear those two words and start looking for vacations somewhere else, but I tell you, the rainy season is a great time to go. It rained like once! For a few minutes! Not a big deal! But the real benefit of the rainy season is that it's green. Everything was blooming and verdant and luscious. I expected a palate of nothing but yellows and browns, but green was the color of the trip. Don't be scared of rainy season.

The blooms contributed to maybe my favorite moment of the whole trip - right there during our first checklist. We walked up a rise and looked out over some massive agave flowering in front of us. The stalks were huge, probably twenty feet tall, but because we were elevated the flowers were at eye level - huge masses of yellow flowers. And buzzing around those flowers were dozens of hummingbirds. Dozens! Mostly Berrylline but with a few Rivoli's mixed in. I'd never seen so many hummingbirds at natural food before (like, I've seen large numbers at Patton's, for example), and it was spectacular. They zipped around like it was a big beehive. So cool.


Done there and feeling fine we started up into the mountains. Several mountain chains come together in the state of Oaxaca, and the city is surrounded on all sides by peaks reaching more than 9,000 feet. Cool birds to be found.

We stopped at a bend in the road in some lush forest. We were at about 7500 feet, and the birds were all different. Mountain Trogon, Crescent-chested Warbler, the endemic Gray-barred Wren, the Middle American subspecies of Steller's Jay (Cyanocitta stelleri restricta I think) with its impossibly floppy mop crest. Plus, somehow just as fun, were some familiar birds that I wasn't expecting. I didn't know American Robins lived in Southern Mexico! This is literally as far south as they go! (See photo below) Red Crossbills were here too! Hello my friends!

We continued uphill and stopped for lunch in the town of Benito Juarez. I couldn't wait to eat on this trip! I am an avowed fan of Mexican food, but had never actually eaten in the country before. Oaxaca is known as a culinary mecca, and not so much for the north Mexican taco-type food that I'm used to in the U.S. border states, but of more exotic foods like tlayudas (a kind of quesadilla, sort of), moles, distinct cheese, and mezcal. I studied Oaxacan food much more than the birds in preparation for the trip.

Eric took us to a tiny little kitchen in the town. Now, I try to be careful about the word "authentic." I don't think it means that much, really, and it's not a good way to judge whether food is good or not. The search for authenticity can be a kind of unfulfillable fetish, leaving people questing for some kind of imagined ideal rather than dealing with the reality in front of them. But I tell you, there was nothing faked or pretentious about the meal in Benito Juarez. Just a couple of women in a kitchen with a pile of masa making delicious, simple food. After a morning of seeing awesome new birds, a plate of memelas (tortillas with chorizo, beans, and cheese) and incredible cinnamon-y coffee made for one of the best meals I've had in a long time. I was in heaven, and there were more birds to find.


We continued up to a ridge about 9,000 feet. The highlight here was the Red Warbler, one of the most famous birds in southern Mexico. What a little guy! Bright red with white cheeks? Who is in charge here? How are birds like this allowed?? What a beauty. We were satisfied in all directions, and headed back down to Oaxaca.

Eric pulled us up to a nondescript, weedy field next to a small agave plantation, and we immediately started nailing cool birds. This kind of local knowledge is where it really pays off to have a guide, as there's no way we would have found this spot ourselves. Endemic Gray-breasted Woodpecker! Endemic Boucard's Wren! Cool local subspecies of Horned Lark! Good stuff.


We were done for the day, an incredible Day 1 in Oaxaca.

Day 2

We were back at it and headed up the mountains again, this time in search of another sought-after Oaxacan specialty. Corvids are a beloved group, and jays are the most colorful and playful bunch (in North America, at least). The smallest jay in the world is the Dwarf Jay, and it's found only in the mountains above Oaxaca. We headed to the famous La Cumbre park (ecotourism area? I'm not really sure) and Eric had us on a couple of Dwarf Jays within minutes. There was heavy cloud cover (so no sun to help with color), and the birds displayed an impressive ability to stay directly above our heads, but we all managed good looks, if not good photos. What a bird! We were all relieved at connecting with this species, one of the easiest to miss on the trip.


We continued on, Eric landing us crushing looks at species like Golden-browed Warbler, Collared Towhee, and many more. Satisfied in the mountains, we headed back down to a valley a little further south. We never got the name of this place -- a popular spot for local hikers -- but we named it "Valle de las Mariposas" because of the butterflies that were literally everywhere along the damp ground. Check my iNat page if you want to see more - my favorite was a Bumblebee Metalmark

Anyway, we cleaned up here with our final Oaxaca City-area endemics. Our most wanted as the Slaty Vireo, an absolutely awesome, evil (?) looking bird. Not the easiest looks, but we all got it. Same for Blue Mockingbird, which we'd glimpsed several times but not seen well. We did get great, though distant, looks at one here, along with our long-awaited Ocellated Thrasher. Day 2 was in the books.

Day 3

We hit it so hard the first two days that Eric had a free day to play with, and decided to take us further afield. For a three day trip, the third day is often used to clean up birds you may have missed due to weather or bad luck, but we were all too good for that. Let's go find some new stuff.

For us, that meant driving an hour and a half south to a nondescript wash where we absolutely nailed some cool new birds. This was new habitat; gone were the lush mountain forests and in its place was hot desert. It was a nice change of pace. This place that Eric took us was perfect. Maybe the first bird we heard out of the car, chipping in some scrub, was an Orange-breasted Bunting, just a beyond-colorful bird that we didn't at all plan for or expect because we only really prepared (such that it was) for Oaxaca City. What a bird!


Deeper into the wash we found beautiful and cooperative White-lored Gnatcatcher (always a favorite group), a Plain-capped Startthroat, Dusky Hummingbirds, a White-throated Magpie-Jay (!), a Varied Bunting, and more. We watched a Russet-crowned Motmot dive into a hole in the banking and waited for it to come out (but it didn't). We heard some tooting overhead and were treated to a point-blank Ferruginous Pygmy-Owl. Couldn't get better views if we paid it.


We didn't get the best bird of the morning until we were almost back at the car. Eric had heard a strange call early on but wasn't able to place it. When we returned we heard it again, loud and clear. A Laughing Falcon, well out of place outside of its normal tropical forest haunts. Eric said this may be the closest ever sighting of this species to Oaxaca City. We got good photos and Ian recorded it calling for more than 2 minutes straight


Further down the road, Eric was telling us about how there was a slight possibility we'd run into Cinnamon-tailed Sparrow, a range-restricted endemic that sometimes moves up the valley in summer. Almost as soon as he was done speaking he slammed on the brakes and turned off into a roadside pullout. Sure enough, Cinnamon-tailed Sparrows. No way we would have found these birds without him. 

We made a couple final stops and saw species including Green-fronted Hummingbird, Russet-naped Wren, and a heard-only Lesser Ground Cuckoo, as well as Yellow-winged Cacique and Melodious Blackbird along the river. We headed back as champions. We said goodbye to Eric, our amazing guide, and thanked him for three days of incredible birding. I really do hope you hire him if you're anywhere in Mexico!

We weren't done, though. Early in the trip Ian had seen a sign for a local luchador wrestling match billed for our final night in town, and urged us to go. We were sort of on the fence, being tired and all, but we went and it ruled. It was probably the most local-feeling thing we did (even though there were more gringos there than anywhere else we'd seen), and vibes were high in the venue. 

It was fun, but mistakes were made. All week, Ed, who travels frequently, made sure that we didn't drink tap water or have drinks with ice. Our tummies would pay for it, he knew. We did a great job until that last night, when I spotted a woman making delicious-looking micheladas. I love a good michelada, and bought one, not even noticing that it was filled to the brim with ice. It was good, and I passed it around to the other dudes. We had a fun last night and flew home, thankfully uneventfully.


Then things were eventful. All three of us got stomach bugs and spent a few days each doing the things that one does. Look, it happens, and it wasn't anything to put a damper on an amazing three days in an amazing city looking at amazing birds. I'd do it all again, and just ask for my drink without ice.

Monday, May 12, 2025

Birding Arenal Observatory Lodge


Is Arenal Observatory Lodge the White Lotus for birders? 

Is that reference to a 2025 tv show going to stand the test of time? Who knows, but Arenal Observatory Lodge is a wonderful type of birding that I've never experienced before. It was great.


For me, a dirtbag, "birding hotel" means the first hotel by the highway interchange, the kind of place with a key on a brown plastic diamond and stains on the carpets. That's not what Arenal Observatory Lodge is.

my typical birding hotel key

The Arenal Observatory Lodge is high in the Caribbean foothills of Costa Rica, with a point-blank view of the famous Arenal Volcano. It's an all-inclusive property: 870 acres of primary and secondary rainforest, gardens and lodging, and pasture. The vast majority of that land is open for exploration, meaning birders and guides can wander around the look for birds and other wildlife to their heart's content, and still make it back to the restaurant for meals.

For a first-time Costa Rican birder like me, Arenal Observatory Lodge was paradise. It's completely self-contained, meaning I didn't have to worry about any of the things I may have to worry about if I were birding just out in the wide world: parking; language barriers; finding bathrooms; finding food; any of that stuff. Plus, it was also easy for my non-birding-but-wildlife-interested wife and son, who could safely wander the grounds at their own pace, hang out at the fruit feeders to see incredible, colorful birds up close, or take advantage of the other amenities.

Those other amenities are what made the place feel a bit like Birder White Lotus. There was a spa! There was a gorgeous pool and hot tub! There was a museum! This wasn't just a birding lodge, it's got something for everyone.

And, of course, the birding was incredible. I don't really know what to say. I hired a guide the first morning, Néstor Villalobos Rojas, and he was great. We didn't leave the central area for two and a half hours but got 66 species, most of them lifers. I regret not hiring him for the rest of the day, actually, because I would have gotten more birds but also learned a little bit more about where to focus on the other trails around the property. Alas.

On subsequent days and afternoons I explored almost all the other trails. Traveling out and around the pasture was lovely, and helped me get some species that aren't found near the main lodge like Chestnut-headed Oropendola, but to be honest I don't think birders need to leave the area of trails right below the restaurant and around the canopy tower. That's likely the best place to see some coveted mixed flocks and other goodies. The Waterfall Trail also goes through some great forest, though the water noise overwhelms birdsong once you get too close.

Alright so for the rest of this I am going to post some pictures with some other info or tips about birding at Arenal Observatory Lodge.


This is a Red-legged Honeycreeper at the famous fruit feeders. These contraptions are right off the big main deck by the restaurant -- accessible to all -- and feature some incredible and beautiful birds, including Bay-headed, Golden-hooded, and Emerald Tanagers, and many more.


This is also from the feeder deck - a Grau-headed Chachalaca with the peak of Arenal Volcano in the background.



SIGN UP FOR THE NIGHT TOUR. Do it. It's so cool, and you get to see a lot of creatures -- mostly amphibians and reptiles but also sleeping birds and monkeys -- that you don't see during the day. This is a world-famous Red-eyed Tree Frog and a crazy Eyelash Pitviper! Do the night tour!


There are hummingbirds all over the gardens, viewable from most of of the rooms. It's great. This is a White-necked Jacobin.


One of my best birds of the whole trip was this Sunbittern, the only member of its family and one of the most beautiful birds on earth. I really wanted to see one of these birds because I was planning a trip with friends to Costa Rica a few years ago but had to back out at the last second. They all still went and saw tons of birds - but missed Sunbittern. I lucked into this stunning bird at the river crossing just below the main gate to Arenal Observatory Lodge. It appears to be a reliable spot, though crossing paths with a bird during its route up and down the river isn't guaranteed, so multiple stops may be necessary.


The eye-blowingly bright Scarlet-rumped Tanager is one of the most common birds in the main area of the Lodge.


I spotted this Yellow-throated Toucan peeking its head out of its nest hole just below the Frog Pond. Just another of the amazing wildlife sightings available at Arenal Observatory Lodge!

General tips for traveling in Costa Rica:
  • Get cash at the airport. Like many places, tipping culture is important here (especially for bird guides), but ATMs are really tough to come by. Make sure you stock up on small bills before you leave the airport.
  • The roads are fine. With the caveat that I was there in April, at the end of the dry season, I'll say that the roads and the drivers were both easier to deal with than elsewhere I've traveled in the Caribbean / South America. 


Tuesday, May 14, 2024

Birding the Azores in April


The first thing that made me want to visit the Azores was a computer game, Indiana Jones and the Fate of Atlantis. Indy and his friend visit the islands to try to track someone down or something ... I don't remember much except thinking "whoa that place looks pretty nice."

The second thing that made me want to visit the Azores was Google Street View Birding, where I'd digitally-explored the islands looking for the Azores Bullfinch. I never found the bird on Street View, but I found views beyond belief. Massive, verdant, rural hillsides leading down in every direction to glistening blue waters - what was this place?? 

The third thing was my family. I can't just "go on vacation" with my non-birding family in a place that has a bunch of new birds. I'd go insane. Every second taking selfies or touring the cheese factory or whatever while life birds flitted around outside, unseen, is pure panic. Can't do it. The Azores, with just a handful of endemics and just a couple dozen resident species, are a great compromise. I could do a little birding, but I wouldn't be worried about missing everything. 

Plus, a direct flight from Boston. We hit the road over my son's April vacation from school.

Island Background

The Azores are an archipelago of volcanic islands in the middle of the Atlantic. Culturally and politically the islands are Portuguese -- they are officially called the Autonomous Region of the Azores -- and the islands' villages showcase the narrow streets and white buildings of Portugal. It's really beautiful. There are nine main islands, and we traveled to the two most populous: Terceira and São Miguel.

Traveling around the Azores is very easy. We were able to rent an automatic car (I know, I know), and the roads are excellent around the island, though narrower than what's in the U.S. The islands we traveled to are very well set up for tourists, and most everyone speaks English. The currency is the Euro, but most everywhere (except for one or two places) takes debit cards. 

The food is so damn good, and relatively cheap (especially in grocery stores). Surprisingly, for its location, seafood plays second fiddle to locally-grown meat and cheese. Fine with me!

Bird Background

Centuries of human habitation have greatly changed the Azorean landscape. The majority of the islands have been cleared for agriculture -- much of it in the form of a, frankly, beautiful checkerboard of small cattle pastures bordered by walls of volcanic stone -- and very little native vegetation remains. What's left is mostly at high elevation or in inaccessible areas. There were likely multiple bird species endemic to the Azores before humans arrived -- here's evidence of at least one additional bullfinch -- but for now there are only three: the Azores Bullfinch, closely matching the plumage of a female Eurasian Bullfinch but limited to about 1,400 acres of native vegetation on the slopes of Pico de Vara mountain on São Miguel; the Azores Chaffinch, a widespread bird recently split from Common Chaffinch; and Monteiro's Storm-petrel, a close relative of the Band-rumped Storm-petrel that nests on a few islets off Graciosa island.

There are a host of subspecies on the islands as well, each with varying cases for full specieshood. Island subspecies include Azorean Common Buzzard; Yellow-legged Gull; several subspecies of Goldcrest; Blackcap; Quail; Blackbird; Starling; and more. 

True excitement, though, may be the vagrants. Situated as they are right in the middle of the Atlantic, the islands are a magnet for wayward migrants moving along both the North / South America and Europe / Africa flyways. Though I didn't plan it this way, my trip at the early stages of peak migration meant that vagrants could show up anywhere, and they certainly did. More on that later. Let's get into some specific spots.

Terceira - Paul do Cabo da Praia

Well, I told my family that this wasn't a birding trip but I'll be damned if I wasn't out with the bins at this spot about 15 minutes after getting off the plane. It's a former quarry off an industrial area that is renowned for attracting shorebird species from both sides of the Atlantic. It didn't disappoint. There were a ton of birds here, including my lifer Kentish Plover and Common Greenshank, alongside Red Knots, Curlew Sandpipers, a ton of Sanderlings, a Dunlin, Common Ringed Plovers, and even a vagrant and very out-of-place-looking Long-tailed Duck at the back. There were also apparently Semipalmated Plover and Whimbrel around, though I wasn't able to find them. I was only about to spend a half hour here before my family got eager to get on with the trip, but it was unforgettable. Here's the list



And we weren't even done! My wife and son were playing on a nearby seawall while I birded, and I took a peak over into the water when I went to meet them before heading out. Immediately I saw something I knew I shouldn't: a diving bird swimming in the water. There aren't cormorants or sea ducks or alcids on the Azores, and so I knew this was something good. Thankfully, the dagger bill and body posture were immediately recognizable: it was a Common Loon! Vagrants abound!

Terceira - General

After the quarry the plan was to just circumnavigate the island to see the sights. It's only a few kilometers around, so it doesn't take long. We slowly made our way around, stopping at various viewpoints and tourist type places.

I was immediately impressed at how birdy everything was. Everywhere we went there were birds flying around - out of and into fields, off rock walls, overhead. Most of these birds were birds introduced from Europe -- House Sparrows, European Starling, Eurasian Collard-Doves; Common Wood-Pigeon, etc. -- but also plentiful Azores Chaffinch, Island Canary (endemic to just these and some other Atlantic islands), and welcome birds like Eurasian Blackcap, Eurasian Robin, and Eurasian Blackbird. It was nice.

One especially nice stop was Miradouro da Ponta do Queimado, a lighthouse and overlook on the far west side of the island. We were just there for the views, but I noticed some birds riding high on wind above the cliffs. First, Barn Swallows (from the European "White-bellied" subspecies), a not-unexpected vagrant to the islands and a pleasant surprise. Then, something better: a large, dark swift. The only bird I'd ever seen like it were some Black Swifts back in Colorado, but I knew that this weren't them: this was either a Common or a Pallid swift, a much less common vagrant from Europe. Yeah! I stopped the car in the middle of the road and jumped out with my camera but only managed a single terrible photo before the bird disappeared. Still, not at all a bad first day in the Azores.

 

On day two we climbed Monte Brasil, a major volcano peninsula dominating the landscape above the largest city on the island, Angra do Heroísmo. Climbing Monte Brasil is a primary goal for tourists during the summer high season, I'm told, but it wasn't very crowded at all for us. The birds were just OK -- there were plenty of the regular blackbirds, blackcaps, greenfinches, goldfinches, and others -- but the highlight was seeing some nice low-soaring individuals from the Azorean race of Common Buzzard at the caldera. Here's the eBird list.

Terceira - Pelagic

The Azores are famous for whale-watching, with dozens of different marine mammals seen. Some are residents, like Sperm Whales and a few dolphin species. The islands are also a hotspot for migrating whales, including my absolute dream species: the Blue Whale. I booked two different whale watches during our trip -- the middle of the high season for baleen whale migration -- in hopes of catching up to a Blue Whale. 

It wasn't meant to be. Strong storms for the week before we arrived were just dissipating, and our trip was the first our tour company, OceanEmotion, had been able to run in several days. We did not get lucky. For whatever reason, most of the whale watch folks we spoke to said that the baleen whales had moved past already, even though most sources say that the season runs through June. I guess March is really a better time if you want to see a Blue Whale. 

The birding was, frankly, not very exciting. Though one would expect that these waters would support all kinds of seabird species there was only one around this time of year: the Cory's Shearwater. We saw them by the hundreds, and they were visible any time I could get bins on the ocean. I had some good looks, but after a while hoped for something different, even if it were a Scopoli's Cory's Shearwater from the Mediterranean. There are storm-petrels around, apparently, but I didn't see any, and the endemic Monteiro's Storm-petrel does not breed near Terceira. Still I got a couple of decent photos.


Terceira - Paul da Praia da Vitória

Our final stop on the third day was Paul da Praia da Vitória, a park and small wetland lake near the airport. Lots of different vagrant birds had been reported here. I didn't have a whole lot of time, and didn't really walk in the right direction, I think, (should have crossed the bridge on the side away from town), but did manage to see some Western Cattle Egrets, a Great Egret, and a Bank Swallow. There was more there, I think, but I missed it. Next time.

São Miguel - Lagoa das Sete Cidades

We left Terceira and flew to São Miguel. The largest of the Azorean islands, and the most populated. But, similar in all ways, including its beauty. Our first stop was the Lagoa das Sete Cidades, a beautiful set of lakes set inside a dormant volcano on the west side of the island. The views are extremely Instagrammable, and the hikes above the lake were the most touristy things we did during the trip. I can't imagine how much busier it must be during the summer - though the crowds petered out a lot just a few feet away from the main parking lots.

There weren't many birds to speak of on the top, but things picked up a little bit down by the lakeshore. Again, as with any freshwater water body on the islands, any type of vagrant water bird would be possible. I didn't see anything particularly great, though there were apparently some good birds on other parts of the lake. Family time overruled birding time, but I was after some good stuff in the morning. 

São Miguel - Azores Bullfinch

Aside from the recently-recognized Azores Chaffinch, the Azores Bullfinch is the only endemic passerine on the islands. I wonder if there were more before the arrival of humans, like Hawaii, or if science will recognize island subspecies as full species in the future. For now, though, the bullfinch, called the Priolo, is the major birding draw on the island.

It's pretty amazing the bird is still with us. The island's native forests have been decimated by agriculture and the takeover of invasive plant species like Japanese cedar. Only small areas of its preferred habitat, mostly Macronesian Holly, remains on the steep slopes of Pico de Vara on the island's west end. It's believed that the bird's entire range is barely more than 1,400 acres. 

Restoration efforts have helped bring the bird back from the brink, thankfully, from just 30-40 pairs in the 1970s to more than 700 pairs today. Still, that's not very many, and the bird is somewhat notoriously difficult to find despite its limited range. My understanding was that weather was a major factor in a successful chase, with the mountain's frequent rain, wind, and fog often thwarting hopeful birders. 

I watched the eBird reports in the weeks leading up to my trip and saw that there are basically three areas most people find the bird: the southern slopes, the northern slopes, and the eastern slopes / Interpretation Center of Priolo. We were staying the night in Furnas, on the southwest side of the mountains, but eBird convinced me to try the roads along the northern end. A major help were some reports from Maine young birder extraordinaire, Matthew Gilbert, who happened to be vacationing with his family just a week before my arrival. Matthew kindly shared some good advice about where to look for the bird, but his eBird checklist comment -- "Finally!" -- wasn't reassuring. Apparently he looked three separate times for the birds, all in foul weather, before finally hearing them at this spot. I only had one morning to search, and would have to take whatever weather I was given. 

I was up at dawn and driving up out of the caldera and around towards the north side of the island. The mountaintops were shrouded in fog when I left our apartment, but I continued along the island ring road until turning off on M1033 and heading up. Things were looking calm and clear. Perfect birding weather. I was feeling good. 

But, no birds at the first stop, including down the little side road that Matthew had heard his birds. The roads here are dirt but are wide and of good quality. It's a little unclear whose property things are, though the first set of buildings I parked at appeared to be owned by the government. There was no one around, and I had the gorgeous tropical mountainside morning all to myself. 

I headed further up and parked off the side where a couple of roads diverged, then began slowly walking up the road. With the weather so nice, I knew it was now just a matter of getting lucky and bumping into some birds. I strolled around a tight corner and spied a pair of chunky white birds flying across a field and into a group of bushes. I knew immediately I had found my birds. Here is the exact point

The pair (there was a third further down) fed in the bushes for about twenty minutes while I watched. It was perfect: me, alone on a stunning morning on a mountainside in the middle of the Atlantic with a pair of birds who beat the odds to survive. They didn't make a sound the whole time, just fed until they were full then popped up into a cedar, and then headed out back across the field. A perfect morning, and I was back at home before my family had finished breakfast. Here's the final checklist


São Miguel - Lagoa de Furnas

Furnas is a lovely little town in the mountains famous for its hot springs. There is an impressive collection of fumaroles downtown, and a really fancy hotel and grounds, the Terra Nostra, with a geothermal pool open to the public. I recommend it. 

We also took the short trip down to the nearby lake, which is bordered on one end by a geothermally-active field where local restaurants bury pots of meat and vegetables to cook their famous stew known as cozido das Furnas. We strolled along the lake sipping freshly-made rum and pineapple drinks and, what do you know it, like every body of fresh water in the Azores, there were rare birds around. Specifically, a spotted vagrant American birds, a Pied-billed Grebe and a Glossy Ibis against the sure. I'm sure there could be other birds if I had spent more time and looked over more of the lake. A fun visit. 

São Miguel - Pelagic

My family was reluctant to take another pelagic after our bouncy ride on the rubber boat on Terciera, but I can be very convincing. This would be our last chance to see a Blue Whale! We signed with Terra Azul, leaving from the port in Ponta Delgada, and left on board a real, actual boat with a top deck and seats and everything. We had a much smoother ride this time (because the seas had calmed in the intervening days, mostly), but didn't fare any better with pelagic birds. Got a Ring-billed Gull for the trip (there is really good gulling in the Port), but otherwise just the now-standard truckload of Cory's Shearwaters. I'm not complaining, but hoped for some more diversity. Same on the marine mammals side. We had some nice looks at the resident Sperm Whales and more Common Dolphins, but nothing with baleen. I'll have to return.

São Miguel - Boca de Ribeira 

I wanted to swim at some point, but swimming isn't super easy in the Azores. Lots of the coastline is sheer cliff, and the ocean is rough, cold, and unforgiving. Some towns have built public pools right at the edge of the sea that constantly refill with seawater washing in from the waves. It's pretty gnarly, and we found our way to one such pool in the northeast corner of the island, pretty much the closest spot in the Azores to Europe.

After descending a crazily-steep road we parked at the pool. There were only a few others around, it was a really nice scene. I took a very quick dip into the icy water and was pretty pleased with myself. Things got even better when I glanced up towards the high cliffs above us and along the nearby ravine. A bunch of birds were foraging right at the top -- Barn Swallows, Western House-Martin, and ... large swifts! Looking closely, there were both all-dark Common Swifts and the white-bellied Alpine Swifts, both rare visitors from Europe. Alpine Swifts had just a few records in eBird for all of the Azores. What a treat! I highly recommend a visit to this pool, and bet that it's a regular vagrant trap despite it not even being a hotspot in eBird.

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Alright, that's what I've got. I had such a fun time with the family on the Azores. I didn't spend nearly as much time birding as I could in another part of the world, but it was thrilling to find so many vagrants and to see such a rare endemic. I highly recommend a visit to these beautiful islands.


Sunday, November 25, 2007

Bob Duchesne, Coordinator of the Maine Birding Trail


Many birders, myself included, have driven long distances in search of a certain bird or spot but been foiled by a lack of precise directions. Local birding information is gold to a traveling birder, but it's hard to find (unfortunately, even the most willing gas station employee will usually not have an answer when you ask him 'Which tree do the crossbills hang out in?').

That's why everyone birding in Maine owes a 'thank you' to Bob Duchesne and the Maine Birding Trail. The site breaks the state into 14 sections and gives precise directions to important birding spots with information on the best times to go the the species to expect.

The MBT contains some of the only information on the web about lesser-birded parts of the state. The "Western Mountains" section has personally saved me lots of time driving backwoods log-roads in search of boreal birds.

I interviewed Bob (who, in addition to being a great birder, is a State Representative and is enshrined in the Country Music Disc Jockey Hall of Fame) aboutthe Maine Birding Trail and all that he had to do to complete it.

How did the idea for the Maine Birding Trail come about?

BD: About 8 years ago, the Penobscot Valley Chapter trustee to Maine Audubon had a conversation with the York County trustee. They were intrigued by the
development of a new birding trail in Texas and thought that Maine should do
the same. But, as so often happens, no one had any time to actually commit
to such a project. In 2003, I ended a 31 year career in radio and decided to
devote some of my spare time to getting the project off the ground.
Initially, I thought that I would just pull together some stakeholders and
get the job done collectively as a committee. Wrong. Again, nobody had any
time. So I just did it all myself.

As luck would have it, it was about that same time the state government was
starting to think about developing more nature-based tourism. So the Maine
Birding Trail has been proceeding on much the same track as some of the
state efforts, often intersecting.

Hmm...having to work all by yourself doesn't sound so bad when that work is "traveling all over the state looking for birds," but I'm sure there's much more involved. What kind of things does one have to do to create a state birding trail?

BD: Nope. Doesn't sound bad at all, does it? Unless, you consider that I've put enough miles on my car to drive around the world...at up to $3/gallon for gas. Plus attended zillions of meetings without birding, and spent my own money on printed material and web site development. It's no good having a trail if I'm the only one who knows about it.

About half the states in America have some form of birding trail now, and each one has its own story of how it came together. Only a handful are the result of motivated individuals. Most are done (and funded) by the state, by the federal government, by grants, by state Audubons, or some other source of money.

Creating a trail requires some parameters. Here are mine:
Site offers an abundance, diversity or richness of bird species and other natural attractions.
Site is on publicly accessible property.
Site is safe under normal and reasonable usage.
Site designation is endorsed by its ownership/stewardship authority.
Site designation is endorsed by local Maine Audubon chapter and/or similar local stakeholders.
Site has sufficient parking and access to handle increased visitation.
Site has ample and interested tourism support nearby, including lodging and dining.
Increased visitation will not threaten sensitive habitat or species.
Increased visitation will not cause undue financial burden to ownership/stewardship authority.

Plus, I have these two basic premises:
Don't get anybody lost;
Don't get anybody killed.

Ha Great, I know for a fact that birders appreciate not getting killed. So how did it work? You broke the trail (and the state) into regions, but did you work one region at a time or work some other way?

BD: Yes, I broke it into regions. I started with areas that I knew pretty well,
including Bangor and Acadia. Then I did York County, Portland, and
Washington County. I decided to tackle the Moosehead Lake area early,
because nobody had ever described that region before and there are a ton of
great birding spots around there. Western Maine was the last to be drafted.
I'll have to revisit some areas because I think there are some gaps - places
like Sebago Lake. Over the winter, I'll be reorganizing the regions to match
the state's 8 tourism regions. Some new sites will be added and some
marginal ones will be dropped.

Each region is really different. In southern Maine, there are a lot of
municipal properties and parks. In midcoast, there are more state parks and
land trusts that make the list. As you go up the coast, there are more
federal parks and refuges. When you go inland, it's mostly logging roads,
hiking trails, and secret bogs. I'm still trying to figure out how to handle
the North Maine Woods.

What was it like to describe regions that hadn't been fully birded
yet? Did you find any areas that exceeded your expectations, in both
remote and more frequently-birded areas?


BD: That was the best part, but also the most time consuming. The Moosehead area
and Baxter State Park are just incredible. Some of the land trust trails in
Washington County are amazing. (There is a Spruce Grouse on one particular
trail that seems to be waiting for me to show up. He's always in the same
spot, sometimes with his "significant other.")

It's a blast to go birding in the really remote areas of the working forest, but it is also impossible to describe. There are no easy landmarks. You never know what the roads or the truck traffic conditions are going to be. In some instances, you can write up a description for a site and then on your next visit find out that it has
been clearcut.

Another pleasant surprise was the Kennebec Highlands land trust trails. They are short, easy, scenic, and birdy. In southern areas that are well described, I would say Brownfield Bog, Reid State Park, and Kennebunk Plains never fail to please. In Washington County, Quoddy Head State Park is always a winner. The Orono Bog Walk in Bangor is world class.

OK well now it's time for a lightning round, where the expert in Maine
birding will be put to the test. Tell me where in the state is the best place to find:


Golden Eagle: Flying overhead on your luckiest day. The same answer would
apply to Gyrfalcon.
Least Bittern: First choice: Penjajawoc Marsh in Bangor (but it's currently
off limits). Second choice: Sandy Point (Stowers Meadow) WMA in Stockton
Springs.
White-winged Crossbill: Burn Road in Topsfield, Baxter State Park, Golden
Road, Long Falls Dam Road.
Cape May Warbler: Evergreen Cemetery in Portland during migration; anywhere in the boreal areas around Moosehead Lake.
Spruce Grouse: The Burn Road in Topsfield; Baxter State Park; Great Wass TNC
trails; Boot Head trail in Lubec.
Leach's Storm Petrel: off the whale watch boat in Bar Harbor in August.
Philadelphia Vireo: unquestionably at the Appalachian Trail parking lot in
Grafton Notch State Park. Second choice: the Roaring Brook campground parking lot in Baxter State Park. Third choice: two miles up the Caribou Pond Road just north of Sugarloaf USA.
Northern Goshawk: Baxter State Park; Moosehorn NWR - Edmunds Unit.
Delicious Truckstop Food: Dysarts in Hermon
Lobster Roll: Two Lights Lobster Shack Restaurant in Cape Elizabeth.

Wow well done and thanks, although I'm going to have to claim Red's in Wiscassett for the lobster roll question.
How much of Maine, if any, remains 'uncharted' to birders?


BD: The upper reaches of the North Maine Woods and the wilder parts of Aroostook County are still mysteries. I don't know why, but almost no birders report their activities around Windham, Bridgton, Fryeburg, etc. Bethel is under explored. Interior Washington County around Grand Lake Stream needs some work. And new land trusts are springing up every day. Consider them uncharted.

The lobster roll in Wiscasset may be better, but you can't beat the ambiance at Two Lights. It's fun to watch for stray alcids and pelagics while chowing down.

What is left to be done on the Maine Birding Trail?

BD: I've recently formed an oversight group with the Maine Office of Tourism,
Maine Department of Conservation, Maine Department of Inland Fisheries and
Wildlife, and Maine Audubon. This group must finalize the site selections,
secure landowner permissions, and begin marketing. Signage and
infrastructure improvements should follow. The state will produce a printed
brochure within the next six months and I will have a guide book out in
another year. ø

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