This is the long way of saying I finally had enough ambition to drive down to Manahawkin and see what's down there. Since there are no roads, I was fairly confident it wouldn't be a busy as Colliers Mills that last couple of days I've been there. Yesterday at Colliers, I was on a trail far beyond where I've ever seen anyone--one that I hadn't walked on in probably 5 years, yet, coming back to the berm I ran into three guys with their 6 hunting dogs--on a very narrow trail. Discouraging.
Manahawkin blockage. As the late Pete Bacinski would have said, "Why?" |
I turned around and went back toward the upland section after detouring a couple of time on trails that run through the phragmites where I found nothing of especial interest. The main impoundment in the back was loaded with Glossy Ibises and both white egrets, but there was nothing new or exotic among them that I could pick out.
Back in the woods I took a trail that I sometimes explore--it is the same trail where last year I rediscovered the Townsend's Solitaire. A couple of months ago I was walking along there, finding some good pockets of birds when I saw a raccoon behind a bush. Raccoons in daylight do not make me happy so I turned around. This time there were no critters on the trail so I continued on it to see where it went, having a feeling that I already knew where it would lead to. It was there along a little creek that I saw my first year bird of the day, a Green Heron which flushed at the sound of my approach and sat for a while in a tree, then flew off as I approached, rendering any chance of a photo futile.
When the trail came out to the path I thought it would I looked to my left and saw another birder. Using my bins I saw it was a friends. I called out to him that I was socially distancing and we warily approached each other and had a conversation across the muddy trail. If I'd fallen flat on my face I would have missed his shoe tops by 6 inches. He also told me that he'd heard an Ovenbird on the main trail, so I eventually wandered off in search of that warbler. I finally heard it after walking back and forth for a while, but I never could locate it visually.
Had the trail not been blocked, I feel that I would have added a few more year birds. Had I gotten there an hour earlier, I feel confident that I would have added a few more year birds. But I'll take what I got on another cold, blustery day in what seems like the lousiest April on record.
Blue-winged Teal |
30 species
Canada Goose 2
Mute Swan 2 Nesting, unfortunately
Blue-winged Teal 4
Mallard 1 with teal
Greater Yellowlegs 3
Herring Gull 3
Double-crested Cormorant 8
Great Egret 11
Snowy Egret 10
Green Heron 1
Glossy Ibis 128
Turkey Vulture 2
Belted Kingfisher 2
Red-bellied Woodpecker 1 Heard
Blue Jay 2 Heard
Carolina Chickadee 2 Heard
Tufted Titmouse 1 Heard
Purple Martin 1
Tree Swallow 1
White-breasted Nuthatch 1
Blue-gray Gnatcatcher 2
Carolina Wren 1 Heard
Brown Thrasher 2
American Robin 4
Song Sparrow 1
Eastern Towhee 4
Red-winged Blackbird 15
Ovenbird 1 Heard
Common Yellowthroat 3
Yellow-rumped Warbler 3
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