An early morning trip to Butler Head presented yet another migrating sparrow . . . this time my favorite . . . the Lincoln Sparrow, Kinglets, Swamp Sparrows, Eagles and Yellow-rumps made for a nice morning.
Ingrid and I were joined by Ingrid’s daughter and her boyfriend for an outdoor beer festival a small local brewery. On the way home we spotted a Bald Eagle from the car. As common as they have become . . . they still take my breather away.
Today Ingrid and I began to see the first Ruby-crowned Kinglets migrating through and the Golden-crowned Kinglets are starting to congregate with the Chickadees . . . a sure sign of winter approaching,
A Stilt Sandpiper is being seen in nearby Bath. I spent an hour on a busy bridge scoping an enormous mud flat . . . but didn’t find it. Did see a nice flock of Blue-winged Teal and a Belted Kingfisher posed on a nearby power-line.
Butler Head in Bath was filled with migrating Sparrows this morning: Song, White-throated and Swamps. Warbler migration seems to have passed.
If you live along the gulf coast or the great plains, you may have see thousands of Sand Hill Cranes . . . but in Maine they are a rarity. A Saturday morning excursion to the cornfields of neighboring Brunswick to see the juvenile SHC was successful. Other sightings:
A lunch time trip to to the Pelecro Building produced a number of Herons; a huge of Tree Sparrow and a very pretty cardinal.
Ingrid and I got our 300th North American bird of the year today . . . a Bay-breasted Warbler in winter plumage. At sunrise, I drove to Biddeford Pool because a Connecticut Warbler had been seen earlier in the week. No Connecticut but go a Black-throated Blue, a Bay-breasted and a Yellow-rumped Warbler . .…
Today I took a late afternoon trip to Popham Beach in an effort to get one bird . . . the Dunlin. Its a bird that migrates through Maine in mid-September and then poof its gone. Of course I had no luck at Popham . . . saw every common shorebird but no Dunlins. On…
All birders have nemesis species . . . the bird that you just can’t get no matter how many times you try. Ours is the Gray Jay a social bird of the Boreal Forests. Skiers at Sugarloaf and other northern New England resorts see this bird all the time . . . but we don’t…