Cranberry Bogs 6/21--Yellow-breasted Chat

Unexpected rarity, unexpected year bird.  On summer weekends, I misanthropically try to go to places where there aren't dog walkers, fishermen, beach lollers, children, strollers, hikers, runners...places like the cranberry bogs in South Toms River where only the occasional moron on an ATV or dirt bike can be found (and that's late in the morning since they're lazy bums too), where I can see and hear the birds undisturbed. As I got out of the car, I heard a Blue Grosbeak singing, so I had the notion it might be a good morning. When I got over the hill, I could hear it singing loud and I determined that I wanted to track it down. It took about 5 minutes, and I had to descend into the borrow pit, but I eventually found it atop a pine tree. 

Then, as I usually do, I walked over to the site where buildings stood until a year ago when they were torn down. It was a cacophony of bird song--House Wren, cardinal, Blue Jay, Pine Warbler, Prairie Warbler, Mourning Doves cooing, but in that mélange of sound I heard a discordant "Blatt, blatt, blatt!" I opened up Merlin to check if I was hearing right, but I didn't really need to, because those noises were followed by more churrs, chips, and shrieks, and Merlin "confirmed" that there was a Yellow-breasted Chat in the vicinity. Chats are notorious skulkers. Usually, you're satisfied if you hear one and perhaps catch a glimpse of it buried deep in a bush. I didn't have much hope for locating it, but I did have the recording for proof. Still, I looked around in the low foliage and didn't find it. Looking up, though, in a dead tree, there it was, against type, calling (you can't really say "singing") from a branch. Amazingly, it stayed in one place so I could take photographs. More astounding, it stayed in one place long enough for me to walk around to the other side of the tree to get it at a better angle. 

Finding this bird made disproportionately happy in relation to its rarity. I remember many walks around the FAA Beacon field at Assunpink trying to track one down. It has usually been a bird I go searching for, stopping along the road at the upland portion of Brig to hear one, or walking through the Sandy Restoration site at Double Trouble where they have been off and on. To stumble upon one...that's a gift from the birding gods. 

I continued out to the bogs and then, following the trail that runs along the large reservoir, out to the power line cut. There I came across a guy walking with a three-pronged stick. I had no idea what he was doing. He haled me and said we'd met before, asking me how the birds were. I asked him what he was doing, and when he told me a herpetological survey, I recognized him as a guy I hadn't seen in years. And his three-pronged stick made sense. We talked about some people we knew in common and I told him what reptiles and amphibians I'd seen (painted turtle, snapping turtle, Fowler's toad,) and we went back to our surveys. I'd walked 2 1/2 miles out there before I saw another person. As we were parting, he told me to enjoy every day. It seemed like good advice. It seemed like a blessing. 

My Cranberry Bogs day list:

36 species
Wood Duck  5     Bogs + drake on large reservoir. 4 in Basic plumage
Mourning Dove  9
Green Heron  1     Bogs
Great Egret  6
Northern Flicker  1
Eastern Wood-Pewee  4
Eastern Phoebe  1
Great Crested Flycatcher  1
Eastern Kingbird  2
Blue Jay  2
American Crow  1
Carolina Chickadee  5
Tree Swallow  8
White-breasted Nuthatch  1
Northern House Wren  2
Gray Catbird  2
Brown Thrasher  1
American Robin  4
Cedar Waxwing  1
House Finch  6
American Goldfinch  2
Chipping Sparrow  1
Field Sparrow  3
Eastern Towhee  3
Yellow-breasted Chat  1     
Orchard Oriole  2
Baltimore Oriole  1     Heard
Red-winged Blackbird  50
Brown-headed Cowbird  2
Common Grackle  5
Black-and-white Warbler  1
Common Yellowthroat  5
Pine Warbler  2
Prairie Warbler  5
Northern Cardinal  2
Blue Grosbeak  1