Migration is wonderful. It’s a wonderful thing to read about
and learn about; it’s a fascinating natural phenomenon.
But it’s even better to experience first- hand.
And experiencing North American migration from the perspective
of an Australian naturalist is truly a fantastic experience which I already
know I am going to miss.
How good is it to see great numbers of birds everywhere when
the previous day there was none? I’ve
had this experience first with Robins who suddenly appeared overnight to claim
key positions around the town of Nakusp and then went on to swell their
population further filling every field around town in numbers that are clearly
in the hundreds. Now Dark eyed Juncos have arrived, their little flocks
seemingly in every backyard and flitting by every roadside; their bright white
tails like bold banners declaring their identity loudly and clearly.
The last few days in and around Nakusp have reminded me [as
if I need reminding] why I love birding. The first migrants of many species are
coming through and one never knows exactly what to expect.
Two visits to Brouse, near Nakusp, in two days saw Canada
Geese and dwindling numbers of Wigeon, Pintail and Mallard, some five Kildeer,
a small plover at home on moist meadows, Five or Six Turkey Vultures soaring
and swooping around the birth sites of a few calves. Tree Swallows and Violet Green
Swallows taking insects whose last thoughts, sadly were, “It’s Spring!” Noisy
Northern Flickers using the technology of Telegraph Poles to amplify their
territorial percussions across the land. Robins everywhere. A single FOY Yellow-rumped
warbler flycatching from the fenceline. And perhaps best of all Mountain
Bluebirds conspicuously making their way north in small groups of fives and
sixes.
Also at Brouse a great FOY mammal - ground squirrel; heaps of them in fact. Their calls and scurrying activity attracting the attention of a creeping coyote.
Also at Brouse a great FOY mammal - ground squirrel; heaps of them in fact. Their calls and scurrying activity attracting the attention of a creeping coyote.
This afternoon along the Nakusp waterfront Common Loons
celebrated their arrival with their most Canadian of calls. Another FOY for my
Nakusp list. Horned Grebes are now
wearing their spring finery complete with bold yellow ear tufts; a vision from
my past visit to Scotland back in 1992 where I first saw them as breeding
Slavonian Grebes on a small pond outside of the famous Cairngorms NP. FOY
Savannah Sparrows, their eyebrows more brightly yellow than any I remember from
2009. A single Townsend’s Solitaire trying to disguise itself by fluffing up,
perhaps unwilling to let go of the idea of winter just yet. And most
surprisingly a single Say’s Phoebe – another from the flycatcher group – a bird
not recorded annually from Nakusp – but indeed a welcome addition to my growing
local list!
And in-between times? My FOY Nakusp Coopers Hawk landing
unannounced in the neighbouring block. Another screaming past view of Merlin.
Spotted Towhee making the backyard list [which I’m not really keeping]. And Juncos – lots of Juncos of different races.
It’s a pity school is getting in the way of my education!
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