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Is Now the Time?

Is this the year you’re finally going to become a bird-watcher? Spring is a great time of year to jump on the birdwagon as the birds return north by the millions.

You’ll need binoculars. There are lots of buying guides on-line, but I think a trip to a store like B&H, where you can actually handle the things — consider the weight — is a smart move. There are lots of good binoculars for birding out there now, so figure out your budget and do your research; it will be your major expenditure in this endeavor (unless you get a ‘scope, but one thing at a time).

A field guide is also essential: I swear by the new classic Sibley and the old classic Peterson, when I am not swearing at them. I find these illustrated guides more effective in the field then the ones with pictures.

Like everything else in our state of decadent capitalism, there are many other accessories marketed to birders, but you probably don’t need any of them.

A great way to start is to go on a bird walk. While some hardcore “bird dogs” can be intimidating (the “full birder” outfit with digital gizmos, puttees, and pith helmet is most definitely something to see, though), most bird-watchers, or birders as many now like to call themselves, are good people only too happy to share their knowledge. A good guide can be a great teacher.

I’ve pulled together a list of some of the local resources to help you get started this spring.

The Brooklyn Bird Club offers free walks of Prospect Park for all comers. There’s one tomorrow at 8am. Regular early morning spring migration walks led by Rob Bate and Tom Stephenson take place Tuesdays and Thursdays at 7am, starting April 19th. See the schedule here. The BBC also offers First Sunday bird walks every month of the year and a full schedule of other trips for members (w/car pool costs). The club’s website also offers details on birding around the borough.

My friend Rob Jett, the City Birder, is now offering tours of Prospect Park Tuesdays and Thursdays at 7:30am for $8 a head.

My friend Bob DeCandido offers regular tours of Central Park and other spots in the city. $5-10

National treasure Starr Saphir offers $8 bird walks for NYC Audubon on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Saturday mornings in Central Park, April 2-May 30.

For the 1 Percenters among you, NYC Audubon also offers two 5-week series of spring migration courses with excellent guides for $95 each. Morning Spring Migration Walks, Wednesdays from 25-May 23 at 7:30am. Evening Spring Migration Walks on Tuesdays from April 24-May 22 at 5:30pm.

NYC Audubon’s website offers much detail on birding in the five boroughs.

The Linnaean Society of New York offers a full schedule of local walks and field trips. Their Central Park, Prospect Park, and Green-Wood Cemetery trips don’t require registration or a transportation/car-pool fee.

The Queens County Bird Club is also active, but unfortunately I don’t know diddly about them.

Feel free to add notice of walks and things to the comments if you got ‘em.

UPDATE: I had a nice conversation with photographer Peter Colen the other day: he has entered birding through the lens of his camera. So my comment that you need binoculars is debatable.

Starling Excavation

The European Starling, rather vulgarly branded by the taxonomists as Sturnus vulgaris, was introduced to New York because some idiot wanted to see all of Shakespeare’s birds in the New World. Cf. “I’ll have a starling shall be taught to speak/Nothing but ‘Mortimer,’ and give it him/To keep his anger still in motion.” ~ Hotspur, First Henry IV, playing on the mimicry characteristic of the species. Highly adaptable, the species has spread across the continent. They are in the city year-around. You’ve probably seen them scavenging chicken bones (the cannibals!) on the sidewalk. They nest in cavities, and will take over the cavities dug by woodpeckers, as well as the birdhouses intended for bluebirds and other native species. This is what makes them invasive, because they put yet another pressure on other species already hard pressed by habitat destruction, pollution, climate change. I’ve seen them mob up on woodpeckers, who put a lot of work into digging out a nest, and chase them away. So imagine my surprise when I noticed this:and at the base of the London planetree:This bird was flinging out chunks of wood left and right and all around the town. It was woodpeckering, tackling the rotten wood of that hole as it excavated its own nest. In this next shot, it’s even posing a bit like a woodpecker:Some things to know about Starlings: their beaks are yellow only during breeding season, being blackish the rest of the year. Their non-breeding plumage shows many white marks, as here, for this individual has yet to take on the glossy, greenish-purplish black of full breeding plumage. In the air, they look like no other bird with their triangular wings and short square tail. In some regions, they mass in the tens of thousands, darkening the sky like clouds. They can make a great range of sounds, including what sounds just like the classic “wolf-whistle.” And yes, you probably could train one to squawk “Revolted Mortimer!” Also, they are fighters.

Sparrow Duplex

The House Sparrow, Passer domesticus, is an Old World sparrow unrelated to the numerous species of New World sparrows. The bird has spread around the world to general urban ubiquity; they were introduced to North America — among other places, they were let loose right here in New York City in the 1880s — initially with the hope that they would eat pest insects. The rest, as they say, is history.

This is one of those species that lives in virtual symbiosis with humans; its very name suggests its familiarity with us, and our houses. They can nest almost anywhere there is a cavity; they are not above ousting or crowding out other species from cavities, which makes them a problem; where there are no cavities, they will build their own, weaving great big balls of material in trees (I’ve sometimes run across these in Central Park).

On our NYC streets, the lamp posts that support stop lights have a hollow tube near the top of the pole that supports the wire-like beams triangulating the light. I doubt the designer of this structure realized how readily these would be taken up for House Sparrow nests. In fact, there are usually separate nests at each end of the tubes. This time of year, it’s hard to find one of these tubes that doesn’t have a male sparrow in it or near it, vocally advertising his location and all around dapper looks. Plenty already are active nests. Note the metal beam that goes through this about three inches in. These seems to prevent the much larger European Starling, another cavity nester that will dispossess other species from prime nesting cavities, from using these tubes.

Woven Nests

Probably the most common bird nest come across is the American Robin’s, which is big for a song bird’s, and characteristically made with a mud base and a lining of grasses. Of course, birds don’t want you, or any other predator, to find their nests, so the leafless season is best for discovering them. Of course, months after being abandoned, nests are usually in a bedraggled way, and many don’t survive the winter. But this mild winter seems to have been gentle on last spring’s nests. I found these three woven cups on Nantucket last week. Help me to identify them.
The next three are different views of the same nest:Here’s one that had been recycled by another animal, probably a mouse, as a place to cache food.

A Cooper’s Strikes

Most of the time, hawks miss. In my years of birding, I’ve never seen an accipiter or falcon successfully take bird prey in the air. Until today. And from the passenger seat of a moving car, no less.

Earlier, while walking, I saw a Cooper’s hawk zooming around in the strong winds we’re having here on Nantucket. Passing through the same general area later in a car, I saw that long-tailed silhouette in the distance again, descending fast. As the car approached the intersection, a flock of robins burst back towards us and then out of sight. But one lone bird flew across the road — it would have been safer in the crowd of its cospecifics, confusing the predator en masse — and the hawk was suddenly behind it, so much larger, and, evidently, faster. Accipiter’s are built to hunt through woods, surprising their prey with a sudden burst of speed. (Peregrine falcons, meanwhile, stoop out of the sky like a bolt from the blue.) Looking out the front window, then the side, I saw it rise up to catch the robin and grab it by the talons. Then, being in traffic and unable to stop, we were through the intersection and away and it was all over from the viewers’ perspective.

A Raft of Ducks

In Dead Horse Bay, thousands of Great Scaup, Aythya marila, are rafting together.

Coot

The American Coot, dwarfed by a juvenile Mute Swan in both perspective and actuality, is a Prospect Park regular, but never in very large numbers. There were several on the Lake last week, and a surprising dozen plus at the Boat House. Although duck-like, Coots (Fulica americana) are actually Gruiformes, or rails (I saw their cousins the Common Gallinule in St. John). The most notable distinction, besides the very un-duck-like bill, is that they don’t have webbed feet. Their toes are lobed, which helps them move through the water. And they do come ashore, so you can see these interesting toes.

Feeders

Approaching the bird feeders in Prospect Park, I heard several Blue Jays screeching. The feeders themselves were completely abandoned, which is a sure sign of something going on, although there were Downy Woodpeckers, House Finches, Red-winged Blackbirds, and Mourning Doves all around in the trees. The male Red-wings are generally one of the earliest birds to return north in the spring, but some will stick around through a mild winter like this one. They generally don’t vocalize this early, but these boys were wound up. They all knew what the Blue Jays knew. A Cooper’s hawk, Accipiter cooperii, was nearby, raptor-eyeing the scene. Cooper’s Hawks, which are similar looking to the smaller Sharp-shinned Hawks, Accipiter striatus, are Accipiters, or woodland hawks, built to maneuver through forests swiftly. They have long stripped tails, relatively short, rounded wings (as compared to the long pointy ones of falcons and the large, broad wings of soaring hawks, or Buteos, like the commonly seen Red-tailed Hawk). Their usual prey is other birds, which they take by surprise, suggesting this was not this particular bird’s hour. A mature bird, it had its post-juvenile characteristic red eyes and horizontal russet stripping across the chest. There is another North American Accipiter, the Northern Goshawk, which is an extremely rare bird in the city, although there was a juvenile in Prospect Park a few years ago.

While watching this Cooper, and the active, vocal song birds in the area (though they totally boycotted the feeders), I saw a juvenile Red-tailed Hawk make a pass over the feeders, which also attract squirrels. This squirrel, representative of what is normally a pretty vivacious species, hunched very, very still, trying to blend into the branch. The Red-tailed hawk landed below and back from the Cooper’s, which made the Cooper’s give it neck-twisting looking-over, but otherwise they seemed to ignore each other.I know, I know… it look a lot of observation to be able to get a bit of a handle on identifying the raptors (for instance, there are a dozen species of raptors on the Prospect Park bird checklist), who are often just a fast blur. But the more you look, the more you’ll see. Deep breath. Patience. Awfully helpful is the richly illustrated, but too heavy for the field. Wheeler’s Raptors of Eastern North America.

For the last few winters, I’ve been noticing Cooper’s in my part of Brooklyn, Cobble Hill-Carroll Gardens. Last week I also saw one fly over the bus I was on going up 5th Avenue in Park Slope. Where there are bird feeders, there are song birds, and where there are groupings of songbirds there will be raptors.

Short Note on Winter Birding

The New York City region is, for some birds, “the south” they migrated to in winter. Open fresh water and sheltered salt water bodies attract ducks like Pintails, Wigeons, Gadwells, Canvasbacks, Red-heads, Scaups, Mergansers, Buffleheads, Shovellers, Teals, Long-tailed, and Scoters. The Jamaica Bay Wildlife Refuge in the late afternoon is home to an amazing display of Snow Geese returning to the shelter of the ponds after a day of foraging elsewhere. Long skeins of the white, black-wing-tipped birds fly out of and into the setting sun. It is an amazing sight, and it’s accessible by public transportation. North Atlantic pelagic species, those birds that spend the majority of their lives at sea, are more likely to be seen close to shore this time of year. Last week, two Razorbills were sighted from the Coney Island Boardwalk. A few Snowy Owls, in this major irruptive year, have been seen along the city’s shoreline. Loons, who nest in fresh water, can now be found off-shore. On solidly dry ground, a White-Winged Crossbill was spotted briefly in Prospect Park last week; this northern finch is an infrequent visitor to our city.

Cycles, the nature of nature blogging: a year ago I posted this about the thousands of Greater Scaup in Gravesend Bay.
Northern Shovelers, Anas clypeata, with the males in full breeding plumage. Called “shovelers” because of their unusually long bills, which they use to strain food from the water. Here, on the Prospect Park Lake, they’re clustering in a tight scrum and moving around in circles to stir up plankton, seeds, etc.

Field Trip: Croton Point

Croton Point Park is an hour north of the city by train ($18 roundtrip, off-peak). The park itself is just to the west of the Croton-Harmon train station – which inspired this line I donate to Country music gratis, “my heart’s as empty as a commuter parking lot on Sunday” — across a bridge spanning the train yard. In winter, I mean real winter, when ice is on the Hudson and snow on the ground, the park is an excellent place to see bald eagles. Piscivores, the eagles come south in search of open water. The water intake at the nearby Indian Point nuclear plant is also big draw since it chops up fish.

You have not lived until you’ve seen a bald eagle perched majestically — the cliche is true — on a chunk of ice swept down the river. (It is not unheard of to witness this from the west side of Manhattan, by the way, in a hard winter.) But, because it’s been such a mild one, it was quiet on the bald eagle front compared to previous Februarys. One juvenile bird was seen, repeatedly going after some food in the water and harried by a trio of gulls as it did so. The Scavengers’ Ball. A mature eagle, with signature white head and tail, was also seen overhead, and then later — probably the same bird — perched on a snag in Croton Bay.

Croton Point was for many years a Westchester Co. garbage dump. The hill at its center is a grasslands covered pile of off-gassing landfill. Some English yew trees, planted in the mid 1800s (and purchased in Flushing), a couple of wine cellars (now closed off, but open when I first visited), and a shoreline littered with locally manufactured bricks, are some of the remnants of the place’s unexpected history. By a telling irony, the Point is also the site of Native American middens, piles of oyster shells and the like, that give evidence of thousands of years of human habitation.

While our walk started quietly, we ended up spotting these species in addition to the Bald Eagles: American Black Duck, Bufflehead Duck, Ring-Billed Gull, Greater Black-Backed Gull, Red-tailed Hawk, Mourning Dove, Rock Dove, Carolina Wren, Golden-crowned Kinglet, White-breasted Nuthatch, Black-capped Chickadee, Brown Creeper, Belted Kingfisher, Red-bellied Woodpecker, Northern Flicker, American Crow, Fish Crow, Northern Mockingbird, Song Sparrow, House Finch, Starling. And was that the bark of an owl? Next time, we’ll stay later.

Picture by T. Paris

Busy all around. It was mild enough to picnic on the beach here, where we watched and heard a male Kingfisher plunge into the calm waters for small fry.

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