Blackpoll Warbler, Cloverdale Farm |
It wasn't until I made a trip to Cloverdale that my mood began to brighten. Blackpoll Warbler, because I can't hear its very high song, is a difficult bird for me, especially since they prefer the higher elevations of trees. So when I saw not one, but two in the back of the bogs I was delighted. I thought this was a bird I'd be lucky to see if someone else pointed it out to me. Later, at a very busy corner of the trail, I came across another, along with parula, Black-throated Green Warbler, yellow-rumps, a couple of Pine Warblers and Red-eyed Vireo, all in one tree. Must have been a very buggy tree.
By the time I was done at Cloverdale I figured the tide would be going out at Great Bay Blvd, where yesterday I was tempted to go after Mike texted me the birds he was seeing. The radar dissuaded me. I had 3 birds in mind and found 2. I had to wait to get to the end of the road and onto the inlet beach before I found them, but before that I was kept busy by flocks of shorebirds all along the 4 mile stretch, as well as Gull-billed Terns and Black Skimmers at the bulwark at the head of the road. For a while I was stopping whenever I saw a flock of Black-bellied Plovers, hoping to find the American Golden-Plover that Mike had yesterday, but I gave up when the flocks started to swirl and grow. By the time I made it down to the inlet I'd run into Skyler who was also looking for one of my target birds. I didn't think we'd have much trouble finding them--Red Knots--and I was right. There was big flock pretty far away when we first got onto the beach but they conveniently moved toward us and plunked down right in front of our position. Now there's a switch! In among them were some Ruddy Turnstones, a couple of Dunlins and some peeps I didn't bother with. Once a year Red Knots move through the area, not in the numbers that you get on the Delaware Bayshore in Cape May, but enough to be reliable at the inlet. And I only need one.
The other bird I wanted--Saltmarsh Sparrow--didn't take long to find either. We walked on the mud flats to the north toward the Rutgers facility and quickly found a couple scurrying through the beach grass like a couple of mice. One popped out long enough to give us great looks at its orange facial pattern.
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