Showing posts with label hooded merganser. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hooded merganser. Show all posts

Sunday, March 6, 2016

Dumpy Goodness, Majestic Murderer, Wearing Hoodies On The Regular


Western Sandpipers roost at high tide in the Arcata Bottoms, Arcata, CA. The habitat in the background is Lesser Frigatebird habitat, believe it or not. The Vague Runts that put down in Humboldt County never cease to amaze.

March is upon us, and in California that means two things: spring migrants, and no rare birds. It is bloody hard to find unusual birds this month, though lingering winter birds usually mean something good is around, somewhere. Perhaps it is a good month to go track down some scrub-jays...for that Island Scrub-Jay you still have not looked for, or for Woodhouse's Scrub-Jay, which some believe will be an imminent split. Tracking down a Bendire's Thrasher would not be a bad idea either...I've still only seen one ever, about 20 years ago...it's probably time to rethrash.

But I will not be doing any of those things...weird scrub jays and novel thrashers are far from me, and my wage slavery will keep me in the bay area for the time being. So without further delay, here is a classic/cliche I-went-birding-locally-and-this-is-what-I-saw post from a few spots over the winter.


Here it is, the most overrated bird. Note that I did not post this sighting on a listserv, unlike most people. I did not need to say "I saw a Pine Siskin too!" It is simply not necessary. It is a common bird that can be found in many different habitats, from sea level to the mountain tops. The appropriate way to report this species is something like "The redpoll was associating with a flock of Pine Siskins", right? Photographed in the Arcata Bottoms.


On a trip up to Humboldt County earlier in the winter, I was rained out when it came to birding. I accomplished much drinking, but birding was unproductive, with one exception. On the way home, I pulled into Fields Landing (which sometimes is ablaze with waterbirds), and was shocked to find a flock of Red Knots foraging in a puddle next to the parking lot. Knots are rarely seen in southern Humboldt Bay in winter, and getting within 20 feet of them anywhere in California is an impreesive feat. I just parked next to the knot puddle and crushed away as the rain came down.


Look at this dumpy goodness. What a lovable bird.


These birds belong to the roselaari subspecies, the only subspecies expected on the Pacific coast of North America.  I'm glad they are not getting completely hammered (on a population scale) like rufa, but on that note there are less than 14,000 of them (and maybe less than 10,000). Be grateful for the knots you see in California and Mexico, because there are not many of them.


The knots were not expected at Fields Landing, but there is often a flock of turnstones checking out the wrack line next to the boat ramp.


Black Turnstones are the most abundant rockpiper in California, and generally the most confiding as well. They seem a bit more opportunistic in their foraging than other rockpipers, and were feeding side-by-side with the knots in this rain puddle.


I've hardly been to Lake Merritt at all this winter...lame. Canvasbacks like this one have not been getting much attention from me, though they are absolutely deserving of it.


This Great Egret looks like it had just killed the shit out of something. Berkeley Meadows, Berkeley, CA.


Majestic murderer.


Barrow's Goldeneyes can often be found in the tidal channel south of Lake Merritt, where they are easy to see but often stay just outside true crushing distance.  This is an absurdly difficult bird to get further south in the state, with the Colorado River being the only exception.


Lloyd Lake in Golden Gate Park (San Francisco) is one of the best places to get up close to Hooded Mergansers. These birds were so unapproachable where I grew up birding that I still feel compelled to stop and look at them whenever I'm birding in the park.


This thick-necked bastard looks like he is doing some courtship display.


With spring in the process of springing, I may have seen my last Hoodie until the fall. In the meantime, I will honor them by wearing lots of hoodies.

Sunday, August 19, 2012

Pic Of The Week: I Sleep One Brain Hemisphere At A Time



Hooded Meganser. I already look forward to joining the clusterfuck of bird photographers at Lloyd Lake this fall, when the small and confiding meganser flock of small and confiding mergansers (see what I did there?) returns for the cold months. Golden Gate Park, San Francisco, CA.

Thursday, January 12, 2012

In The Pines, In The Pines...

Dusky Grouse. This individual was one of the star birds of last year, hopefully he is still out there defending his parking lot. Grand Teton National Park, WY.

Hey! Welcome back to 2011 people. I didn't have time to post these in the correct year, so you can look back at them now. These are all from last fall and early this winter.

I'm still holding down Washington's Olympic Peninsula, but will soon be bound for Portland. The word "doomy" gets tossed around a lot in these parts, for reasons that are not difficult to explain...but the seas team with birds like Marbled Murrelets, Black Scoters, and Long-tailed Ducks, so one may be distracted from the slow march towards The End.

Hmmm...weird words to start the morning with...I must have coffee. Please stare at these photographs for extended periods of time.


A Peregrine Falcon moves in on a Tricolored Blackbird flock. Abbott's Lagoon, Point Reyes National Seashore, CA.


Townsend's Warbler. It feels like a great weight has been lifted, once I finally got a decent shot of one of these sharply-dressed dudes. Pine Lake Park, San Francisco, CA.


Mountain Bluebird, a true crippler. Near Santa Ynez, CA.


Common Tern....my, what feet you have. Offshore from Half Moon Bay, CA.


Whimbrel. What is it doing? Santa Barbara, CA.


Golden Eagle. I took this from the parking lot of a gas station, which is clearly excellent eagle habitat. Fremont, CA.


I had to include a token rarity shot. Thus, this wonderful Dickcissel. Point Reyes, CA.


Black Turnstones are decidedly not a facemelting bird this time of year, but manage to maintain a strange sort of appeal. Point Reyes, CA.


Red Crossbills can also be yellow crossbills. Gallatin National Forest, MT.


Hooded Mergansers and a soon-to-be-stabbily-chewed stickleback. Golden Gate Park, San Francisco, CA.


Friday, October 28, 2011

It's Thought Parole, Population Control


Least Bittern. So, so sick. Martinez, CA.


Well birders. It's almost Halloween...this month has really flown by, you hear me? The best of fall birding is most likely behind us, and birders to the north are already slipping into a state of catatonic depression...winter is nigh. Of course, its not so bad for us Californians...we get almost as many ubervagrants in winter as we do in September and October. All is not lost.

There are all pictures from last winter that never made it up on BB&B for some reason. Drink them in with your eyes. Then drink something else, because the weekend is here.


Hooded Merganser. Golden Gate Park is one of the easiest places to see "Hoodies" anywhere in the state. San Francisco, CA.


Blue-winged Teal. Hella common in the east, hella uncommon on the west coast. Redwood Shores, CA.


Red-shouldered Hawk. Ventura, CA.


Green-winged Teal pair...I like how the colors on the drake turned out. Redwood Shores, CA.


Western Scrub-Jay, with a hookier (shrikier?) bill than normal. Ventura, CA.


Red-tailed Hawk dispute. Voles are in high demand. Martinez, CA.






Black-necked Stilts. Heck of refined. Martinez, CA. 







Friday, January 7, 2011

Waiting To See What The Maker Has In Mind

Down in the mines of BB&B, my laborers have been working night and day to bring you another free-standing page on The Human Birdwatcher Project, with links to all relevant posts.

If you are not familiar with HBP, it is on the jagged, rusty, artery-slicing cutting-edge of birder research. We are practically alone in this field. Bizarrely, it should interest both the non-birder and birder alike, kind of like Winged Migration or March Of The Penguins, but much better. With some of the implications that we are coming up with...things will never be the same.

Some of the posts are recent, some are from the depths of the murky past.....please go educate yourself on.....er....yourself. It will be updated on a regular basis.

The days are rapidly counting down until I'm off to Eastern Mexico for a bit. Frankly, the wall of new birds I will encounter scares me. It is more like a wailing wall. When that female sabrewing goes whizzing by and Im unable to identify it, I will have no recourse but to break down in tears. Sad, I know, but birds south of the border have always seemed distant and unattainable to me, and I don't know what they might do to me. I'm much more acclimated to things like Northern Pintails (above), which work well within the Economy Of Style.


Hooded Merganser, known simply as HOME in some circles. San Francisco, CA.

But, birds like motmots, euphonias and grosbeaks have nothing to do with that economy. They are decadent in their blues, greens, yellows, reds, and the infinite number of indescribable shades that lie between. True eye-candy for the birder. Particularly exciting is the possibility of seeing a suite of new hawks, eagles and falcons...aside from the holy Gyrfalcon, I'm about tapped out for those in the United states. But what am I talking about? If I can avoid food poisoning, robbery or running into any of those cartel folk ya'll hear so much about, its all going to one big facemelt.


A drake Gadwall reminds us what one can do within the boundaries of The Economy Of Style. Martinez, CA.


Ring-necked Duck. When are they going to change the name to Ring-billed Duck? Sheesh. San Francisco, CA.

Right....better stop talking about myself....don't want to come off too narcissistic. Theme of the day? Ducks. That's one thing the bay area has a lot of this time of year. So for all you snowbound, landlocked birders who are trying to get by on Mallards, here's some extra color. Happy Friday to all you working folk, and to my unemployed brothers and sisters, her's to another day of The Good Life.


Green-winged Teal. Frakking adorable. Redwood Shores, CA.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

The Opulent Look Down With Madisonian Disdain


Green-winged Teal. Radio Road, Redwood Shores, CA.

New camera! New camera! New camera! This will totally level my photographer warrior, and make the old Nikkor 300mm and the Sigma (or as I call it, the Smegma) 400mm look a bit better. I'm pretty stoked. I can already see the difference...it's a big step up from the old D70s. Anyways, I manged to try it out over the last couple days and am pretty pleased so far. Here's some of what I got. None of these birds are particularly rare in California (I'll make up for that next time), but I don't really care about that and I have this strong desire to share.


Marbled Godwits and American Avocets roost at high tide. @Radio Road.


A drake Gadwall. Economy of style. @Radio Road.


In other news, whats up with weekly features on blogs? Everyone floating around in that vast blogosphere seems to be doing it. Team BB&B has been assigned the task of developing a weekly feature. So far the most promising ideas have been "Pictures of birds you would kill loved ones to see", "Pictures of birds you would still see if it meant your first-born child came out severely physically and mentally handicapped" and "Birding gossip: The scandalous guide of who-has-slept-with-who in the world of birding." For this last bit, every week we will reveal a certain bit of selacious information until after a couple years the web of birder love is nearly complete. At that point, The Great Ornithologist (and world-renowned lover) Felonious Jive and I will construct a powerpoint presentation (complete with devastating pictures) and make it available for download here to finish it off. No one will be safe! Yes? No?

Right. Picture me birding.


The wise and notorious Spirit Gull illuminates. This is the closest thing to an Ivory Gull I will see this year....sigh. Golden Gate Park, San Francisco, CA.


A spry female Hooded Merganser sips from The Fountain Of Merganser Youth. @Golden Gate Park.


I really dig this picture. Mew Gull. @Golden Gate Park.