In planning for my March 2017 work trip to Houston I noticed a number of reports of a reliable colony of Bachman’s Sparrows a couple hours northeast of Houston. And with a little more digging I realized that the Sparrows were in an area where Swainson’s Warblers breed – another bird I need for my TX list. I normally only have very limited time for birding on my TX trips, so a 4-hour round-trip was not in the cards for most of my trips, including the March one. And besides, the Swainson’s weren’t back yet anyway. But I kept this area in the back of my mind as a possibility on a future trip.
Then as my April Houston trip was getting
scheduled, a short side-trip to Port Arthur came up. Port Arthur is in southeast TX, near the TX
Gulf Coast, and a bit closer to the Bachman’s Sparrow spot than Houston. So with a little extra driving I could likely
make a late day run to try for the Sparrows, and then make my way back to
Houston for more meetings there. Plus by
April maybe the Swainson’s would have returned.
And then there was the possibility of
spending a little time at migrant hotspots on the coast. Although my trip was in early April which was
before the peak of migration, there should still be good potential for early
migrants. If I could get going early
enough in the morning I could spend a couple hours at coastal hotspots starting
at dawn, and still make it to work for the day.
And there had already been a few sightings of early Swainson’s Warblers on
the coast, so that target was now a possibility both at a migrant spot and maybe
at their breeding sites.
So my plans were set, with a bit of birding
before or after work each day. I would
catch up my sleep after I got home…
Day 1 – Dawn in Houston
One of the good migrant hotspots in Houston
is the Edith Moore Nature Sanctuary – a small area of native vegetation tucked
in the middle of this bustling city. A
Swainson’s Warbler had been seen there about a week before my trip, so I
thought it could be worth a quick stop.
When I arrived pre-dawn the woods were alive with song. But all singing species were nesters, like
Carolina Wren, Cardinal, woodpeckers, etc.
And I only found exactly one migrant warbler – a singing male
Wilson’s. So given the lack of migrants,
I only spent about an hour there. And
with work only 15 minutes away, I was at the office right on time.
Day 2 – Dawn on the TX Coast, or is it the
LA Coast?
With mid-day meetings in Port Arthur, my
plan was to be at Sabine Woods at dawn.
This migrant hotspot is on the coast just south of Port Arthur, where a
Swainson’s had been reported a week earlier.
I had birded this spot a couple years earlier to see the Tropical
Mockingbird that bred there with a Northern Mockingbird. Unfortunately the Tropical Mockingbird was
not accepted by the TX Rare Bird Committee so I couldn’t count it on my lists.
But when I woke up that morning I started
thinking about the possibilities of heading to the LA coast instead. I remembered that I needed many reasonably
common migrants in LA, so I quickly pulled up an eBird Needs Alert for LA to
see what might be around. Two of my
targets, Ovenbird and Rose-breasted Grosbeak, had been seen in the last couple
days at Peveto Woods, a migrant trap on the LA coast. And 7 other targets had been recently reported
elsewhere on the coast. Peveto Woods was
only a bit farther from my hotel than Sabine Woods, so with many more possible
targets in LA, I changed my plans at almost the last minute and headed to
Peveto Woods instead.
I arrived at Peveto Woods a bit before dawn
and unfortunately there was very little song – not even local nesters. I then spent the next hour or more slowly
walking the trails through the woods and didn’t find a single warbler or
vireo. Very disappointing.
With few birds in the woods I took a short
walk to the beach to see what might be there.
One of my targets was the Western inornata
subspecies of Willet, which might soon be split from the Eastern semipalmata subspecies. By April I expected that Willets in the
marshes would likely be nesting Eastern birds, while Willets loafing on the
beaches could include Western birds that hadn’t yet migrated to their inland
nesting grounds. There were several
Willets on the beach, and at least one was larger-billed, taller, and paler
than the others – a “Western” Willet.
I’ll have to bank that one as a possible new statebird for the future.
After the short side-trip to the beach I
headed back to the woods and spent some more time wandering the trails. But the best birds I could find were a
Scissor-tailed Flycatcher and a lone singing Blue-headed Vireo. During my walk I noticed lots of swallows
passing low overhead, most all flying east to west. So rather than continue to look for
nonexistent warblers, I decided to just spend some time watching the
skies. Most of the swallows were Trees,
with somewhat lesser numbers of Barns, along with Martins that were nesting
locally. Then twice I spotted individual
smaller Bank Swallows passing quickly by.
A bit later I realized that maybe I needed Bank Swallow for my LA
list. So I fired up my computer, checked
my lists, and sure enough it was a new LA statebird. That was a nice surprise.
That fills in one of my last gaps in my Bank
Swallow statebird map – I just need it in AL, DC, and OR.
Back at my “sky watch” I spotted a lone
swallow flying west to east, unlike most all the other migrant swallows. I got it in my binocs and I said to myself
“pale-throated Cliff Swallow”. Then I
realized that if it had a pale throat it would be a Cave Swallow – my second
swallow statebird, and again not one I had counted on. And my seventh swallow species of the day – a
personal record.
LA is my third state for the southwestern pelodama race of Cave Swallow as a breeder
(or potential breeder). I’ve also seen
it as a fall rarity in 4 New England States.
Plus I’ve seen the West Indies fulva
race as a breeder in FL.
But swallows weren’t the only birds passing
overhead. Twice a Caracara flew by – their
numbers have increased quite a bit in LA lately. Plus a single Whimbrel and a lone
Black-bellied Plover were nice. But by
far the best was a large Buteo that circled low overhead with trailing
primaries and secondaries much darker than the wing linings, and dark upper
chest and head – a Swainson’s Hawk! My
third unexpected LA statebird of the morning!
One of these days I’ll get to eastern WA
and OR and be able to fill in that last key gap in my statebird map for
Swainson’s Hawk.
It was now time to head to Port Arthur to get to work, and as I drove out of Peveto Woods I reflected on a bittersweet early morning of birding. I was happy to have added 3 new statebirds for my LA list – bringing my total to 273. Plus the “Western” Willet which might be #274. Quite a nice increase from the 256 I had when I started 2017. Though I sure was looking forward to seeing a number of migrants in the woods. Hopefully I would do better the next morning in Galveston.
And one last note on the morning’s birding
– just after I crossed back into TX I spotted another Swainson’s Hawk soaring
low over the road. Certainly not a new
bird for my TX list but a nice find in southeastern TX nonetheless.
Day 2 – Evening at Boykin Springs, TX
My meetings in Port Arthur went longer than
I expected – which is almost always a good thing as far as work is
concerned. Though of course the trade-off
is that it cuts into birding time. Plus
I was starting to feel tired from walking around Peveto Woods hours
earlier. As a result I was tempted to
pass on the Bachman’s Sparrow/Swainson’s Warbler attempt that evening. But as I pulled out of the parking lot I
talked myself back into my original plans, and started my nearly 2-hour drive
north. My destination was the access
road to Boykin Springs, where numerous reports of up to 10 singing Bachman’s
Sparrows had been posted since February.
It had been pretty windy on the coast that
morning, but I wasn’t too worried that the wind would be a problem in the more
protected pine forest. The bigger
concern was whether the birds would be singing in the evening. As I started my slow drive down the access
road there was at best only a light breeze.
Plus it was easy to pick out the likely areas where the Sparrows had
been reported – areas of pine forest with limited if any brushy undergrowth and
a lush carpet of grasses. That was the
good news. The problem was - the woods
were extremely quiet. Not only were
there no singing Sparrows, almost nothing else was singing either. Twice I ran into vocal families of Pine
Warblers with recently fledged young (that seemed early), but that was it.
Would the Bachman’s be tape
responsive? I hated to play tape at a
location where the birds were likely breeding, but that was my only option if I
wanted to find them that evening. So I
got to an area of good habitat and played just 2 songs – and almost instantly a
Bachman’s Sparrow replied nearby! It’s
been a really long time since I’ve seen a Bachman’s, so I wanted to see one
that day. But not wanting to bother a
breeding bird, I stopped playing tape and was content to just go with a
heard-only bird.
TX is only my seventh state for Bachman’s
Sparrow. And sightings in two of those
states – IN and MD – are so old that this declining species doesn’t even breed in
those states anymore.
Unfortunately I was much less successful in
my Swainson’s Warbler searches. I went
to 3 nearby locations where Swainson’s had been reported in the last couple
years but with no success. Each of those
reports had been later in April, and there were no inland eBird reports yet
this year, so perhaps Swainson’s hadn’t yet made it to their breeding spots
this year. Or at least not to these
former breeding locations.
Day 3 – Early Morning in Galveston
I had two key targets on Galveston Island –
Black Rail and Swainson’s Warbler. The
Rails had been reported for a couple weeks at two locations on the island – Houston
Audubon sanctuary Dos Vacas Muertas (“two dead cows” in Spanish – I can only
imagine the story behind that name), and Galveston Island State Park. Information on the specific locations was a
bit cryptic in the eBird reports, but eventually I thought I had it figured
out. The reports seemed a bit more
reliable at Dos Vacas Muertas, so I decided to make that my first stop. As for the Swainson’s Warbler - although
there had been no reports in Galveston yet this spring, I hoped spending some
time at key migrant trap LaFitte’s Cove might prove to be successful. And since I wanted to be looking for migrants
starting at dawn, my plan was to try for (and get!) the Black Rail pre-dawn,
and then quickly get over to LaFitte’s Cove.
I left my Houston-area hotel 90 minutes
before dawn and arrived at Dos Vacas Muertas just as the sky was starting to
lighten. After parking my car I took a
short walk into the sanctuary and soon found the blind and boardwalk that had
been mentioned as the location for the Rails.
I spent 5 or 10 minutes listening quietly at an area of good habitat,
but the only calling Rails were a Sora and a King/Clapper (I was leaning toward
King but couldn’t be sure). I then
played some tape but to no avail. After
about 30 minutes I decided that my target Black Rail wasn’t going to cooperate at
this spot, and I would head over to the State Park. Unfortunately that meant I wouldn’t get to
LaFitte’s Cove at dawn. On the way back
to my car I spotted a Lincoln’s Sparrow – maybe there would be some good
migration that morning, making my delayed arrival at a migrant hotspot more
problematic.
Just 10 minutes later I had arrived at the
Galveston Island State Park, heading toward the area close to the observation
deck. Over the last couple weeks several
Black Rails had been heard both along the road heading toward the parking lot
for the observation deck, and in the marshes just southwest of the deck itself. As I drove up the road I was flanked by this
excellent marsh habitat on both sides – a great spot for Rails!
I pulled over and walked to the edge of the marsh and almost instantly flushed a larger rail from the grasses on the side of the road; well larger than a Black Rail anyway. At least that was my first thought so I didn’t put it in my binocs. Then as an afterthought I raised my binocs and got it in view just before it landed in the marsh. With my brief look I could only tell it was uniform tan bird with a short bill – could it have been a Yellow Rail? Of course I didn’t see the white wing patches. And I guess I couldn’t eliminate a Sora. Ugh…
I then scanned the area and spotted a
couple Indigo Buntings and a small flock of Savannah Sparrows along the edge of
the road. And then a pair of
Scissor-tailed Flycatchers flew into a low bush nearby. Sure seemed like it could turn out to be a
good morning for migration. But I first
needed to find my target Black Rail. I
listened intently but didn’t hear any Rails of any type, though I did spot a
Sora walking in an opening in the marsh a short distance away. It was now at least 30 minutes after sunrise
so I figured I would have to do a bit of coaxing to get my bird. I played a bit of Black Rail tape and almost
instantly heard one reply a short distance to the north. It called a couple more times and then it was
once again quiet. Good enough to add to
my TX statelist.
TX is only my eighth state for Black
Rail. Though for this elusive species,
maybe I should be excited about having this bird in so many states. And because this bird is so difficult to
find, I fondly remember hearing, and in 3 cases seeing, Black Rail in each of
those 8 states.
I wanted to stay longer but I needed to head to LaFitte’s Cove to cash in on the migrant passerines that had arrived overnight. But there was one more possible target to look for – “Western” Willet. As in the day before on the LA coast, I hoped that birds on the beaches might well be of the non-breeding Western race, and birds in the marshes were more likely territorial Eastern birds. And just as I started to head out of the Park I passed by a mudflat with several Willets. I pulled over and could pick out at least a couple Western birds feeding out in the open. Like the LA bird the day before, it was one to put in the bank for now. [After I returned home I checked eBird and there had been almost no inland records of Western Willet yet this year, meaning that they were mostly still on the coasts on their wintering grounds. Maybe that’s why I had troubles finding one larger, taller, paler, larger-billed Western bird among what I thought were Easterns – maybe they were all Westerns!]
As I drove out I had to make one last stop
– a pair of Bronzed Cowbirds were right along the side of the road. I took this picture of the male by holding my
phone up to my binocs.
As I made the short drive to LaFitte’s Cove
I was wondering how many migrants I missed because it took me a lot longer than
expected to find the Black Rail. After
parking I took the short walk to the woods and spotted an Orange-crowned Warbler
and a Yellowthroat in one lone bush along the way. It was looking promising. But then I met a birder leaving the area who
said she didn’t see a single bird in the woods!
I spent the next 90 minutes slowly walking the short trails through the
woods and found a grand total of 4 warblers – an Orange-crowned, a Parula, a
Black-throated Green, and a Nashville.
Interestingly, the latter 2 would have been new for my LA
statelist. And the only singing migrant
was one solitary Blue-headed Vireo. With
all the other migrants I saw earlier I sure would have thought it was going to
be a good migrant day. So rather than
spending more time on a fruitless migrant search, I called it quits early and
headed back to Houston. Though on my
walk back to the car I did stop long enough to snap these shots of cooperative
Black-bellied Whistling Ducks.
And check out this one scanning the skies –
maybe looking for Swallows like I did the day before in LA.
And then I couldn’t pass up these sleeping
Redheads. Sleeping birds are much easier
to photograph when holding your phone up to your binocs.
I ended the trip with 2 new statebirds for
my TX list which now stands at 438. Plus
I added the “Western” Willet which could be a new species someday soon. And along with my morning in LA, I added 5
new ticks to my statelists – an excellent result given that I struck out on my
primary objective of finding migrant songbirds.
