Monday, April 15, 2013

Saluting the Flag!

--Flagstaff that is, or rather, the high elevation environments near Flagstaff that provide wonderful, unique, and existentially essential birding! Yes indeed, Arizona birders love their desert dwellers and their southeastern specialties, but sometimes one just needs chilly mountains and pines to complete the holistic birding experience. If those mountains also happen to have high elevation specialists and other cool-temperature loving birds that aren't easily found elsewhere in the state then, well, so be it.

Western Bluebirds aren't only found up in the mountains, but up in the mountains they're a guarantee.


Several weeks ago, some very intriguing reports trickled their way down from up north. A Eurasian Wigeon on Mormon Lake, twenty miles south of Flagstaff, was complimented by sightings of Red Crossbills and Evening Grosbeaks at the Mormon Lake lodge nearby. Heading up a week later, a birding buddy of mine found something even cooler.  After successfully scanning the grasslands on the other side of Mormon Lake for Rough-legged Hawk, I parked near the lodge and began scanning. Almost immediately Grosbeak sounds started emanating from the nearby ponderosas, but before getting near these trees I had to cross a drainage ditch. 

Like any 2-D video game, these ditches are often treacherous to jump across, and are usually full of dangerous critters. In this case the critters were of some interest, as Chipping Sparrow and Dark-eyed Junco emerged to get the Sparrow count up and running for the day.  


That was to be expected, but an odd sighting at ground level was this Pygmy Nuthatch, which was perhaps given the false affirmation by its parents that when it grew up, it could be anything it wanted. Alas, it was clearly not a Junco, no matter how it tried, but I was still willing to accept it for what it was, even if this bird was not being true to itself. 

There, that's more like it. 

The ground birds were obliging, but all the while I was following them around I couldn't shake the disappointment in how small their beaks were. After all, this trip was about seeing big rude birds with big rude beaks. The calls were still resonating in the ponderosas, and the sighting could be delayed no more. 

About twenty feet or so up the trees, there they were. Thirteen of ABA 2012's Bird of the Year. They perched, they flaunted, they exuded all the style and panache to be expected of a former BOY. It was a terrific shame to have missed them in 2012, and a terrific joy to find them in 2013. 


Bold and brash, these are among the most royal of finches, and with beaks like that, who's going to argue with them? Nobody, that's who.
The unibrow, the yellow, the broad chest...yes yes this truly was a mighty Bird of the Year, one of the top three there's ever been.


Like many birds, the sexual dimorphism of the Grosbeaks is less kind to the females, who have their own unique charm but are somewhat drab by comparison. For that matter, sometimes they're not too charming either. I think she was a little grumpy to have been bumped off her perch by a Nighthawk, and a Common one no less. Lady Macbeth...


While crouched beneath the ponderosa pines, I was visited by another prominently beaked bird. This was the only Red Crossbill on which I laid eyes throughout the day. It flew into the tree and landed only ten feet away. It was a surprisingly abrupt approach, and in fact I think the bird did not see me, for as soon as it turned its head it was off, leaving my with but a single photo and a lovely memory. What a heartbreaker. That Crossbill has to be one of the coolest example of micro-evolution in North America.


The Grosbeaks, Nuthatches, and Bluebirds, along with the obligatory Pine Siskins, were the vociferous and highly visible denizens of the lower crown on the tree.


Higher in the ponderosas there was a different group of birds. Woodpeckers lead a life that only other Woodpeckers understand, and perhaps also heavy metal rockers, and hammers--ok anybody who has to smash their face against something for a living. 
Some Northern Flickers fed on the ground, but the higher reaches of the Trees belonged to the melanerpes and the picoides. Acorn and Hairy Woodpeckers were the most common, but a few Lewis's Woodpeckers added their peculiar mix of color and attitude to the upper canopies as well. 


Someday, I hope to get a Lewis's Woodpecker and Clark's Nutcracker together in a single shot. If someone else has managed that, please come forward for your Lewis and Clark appreciation medal and a $100,000 prize from the government.


Also in the area, rather annoyingly, were several Eurasian Collared Doves. These large and chalky doves normally do not bother me, even though they're and invasive and quickly expanding species. In city limits, they provide a nice diversity with the other common doves and feeder birds.
However, seeing them out in the relative pristine of the Mormon Lake woods felt like a violation of sorts. Surely, not here? Is not place safe from these city-slickers? You're in the wrong context Dove!


Having seen the Doves and now feeling a bit unclean, I left Mormon Lake and headed north to Walnut Canyon, in the hopes of finding Pinyon Jays and Mountain Chickadees. Walnut Canyon is a real beauty, with a small visitor center and some tables making for a nice picnic area.


The Pinyon Jays were elusive to the camera, but Steller's Jays were more than numerous. Bushtits were also abundant, as were Bridled and Juniper Titmouse.


With time starting to run out, I finally got a visual on some Mountain Chickadees as well--of course they were positioned perfectly to have the lighting against them. They were a bit of a hassle but come on, what trip to the mountains is complete without a bird that has Mountain in its name? 


This stately Mountain Bluebird on a cattle guard was a lovely punctuation mark to a great day of birding. Riparian habitats, desert scrub, salt marshes, and grasslands all make for beautiful, teeming birding sites, but there is something particularly invigorating, particularly satisfying about birding in montane forests, and for that I salute the Flagstaff. 

25 comments:

  1. Great photos and post, Laurence! The Flagstaff area looks like a great place to go birding if I'm ever in Arizona.

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    1. Thanks Prairie Birder,
      Especially if you're heading north to south, it's worth a stop.

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  2. I am living my birding experiences through your blogs. Amazing photo's and your writing is captivating!

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  3. Thanks Rhea, I wish you some very merry birding this week : )

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  4. Bonitas y variadas capturas.Saludos

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  5. Reading this wonderful post was especially enjoyable for me, as I have only seen in person a couple of the birds mentioned here. I ohhed and aahed while scrolling through all the terrific images. The surrounding areas of Flagstaff looks like a great place to see quite a variety of beautiful birds. I especially loved the gorgeous Mountain Bluebirds, cool-looking woodpeckers, tiny Pygmy Nuthatch and striking Evening Grosbeaks. Fantastic!

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    1. Thanks Julie for your considerate comment. It's interesting, because in a lot of ways the attraction to the high-elevation birding here is that cool-weather birds are visible that are otherwise out of reach in Arizona, so stuff like Downy Woodpecker and Evening Grosbeak only turn up (for the most part) in those climes, but are common at lower elevations in Pennsylvania or someplace.

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  6. I clearly didn't do enough birding during my two visits to Flagstaff. Mind you, the snow didn't help!

    "Anybody who has to smash their face against something for a living" - would this also include teachers? I seem to recall banging my head on desks, whiteboards, and overheads quite a bit.

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    1. As a current teacher, I can say, "yes."
      Perhaps this does explain, in no small part, my affinity for the Woodpeckers.
      Luckily, there wasn't too much snow when I was up there, but sometimes that whole interstate is shut down. The birds must love it!

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    2. That's probably when the really rare birds show up. You know, all the white hawks, blue hawks, and green hawks.

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  7. Great post, Laurence! Looks like you had a fine day in Flagstaff! The male Evening Grosbeaks are so colorful and I can see why the females are a bit grumpy!

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    1. Oh yeah Tammy? : )

      Thanks for stopping by. Not everyone can have a cool yellow unibrow.

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  8. Terrific post, Laurence! Brings back great memories of my visit to Flagstaff years ago before I was into birding. Love your photos of the Evening Grosbeak, Mountain Bluebird, Acorn Woodpecker .... actually all of them.

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    1. Thanks Hilke. I hope you make it back some time soon.

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  9. Gorgeous birds here. Nice shots on all of these birds. The Pinyon Jays are tricky. I still haven't gotten a shot that I'm thrilled with! Love the Evening Grosbeak and Mountain Bluebirds!

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    1. Thanks Chris. They're my favorite Jay (risky admittance, I know, especially as I have seen Green Jays), so naturally I have zero photos of them : )

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  10. Always love the narrative--makes me smile! My Flagstaff birding so far has been limited to mostly drive-by birding and gas-station/fast food-joint-parking-lot birding during our trips between Utah and Phoenix. I was delighted when I saw a Lewis's Woodpecker fly from one dead Ponderosa to another just north of the city. It's the only one I've seen in Arizona so far.

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    1. Oh my Jeff...

      It sounds like you're a trooper with the time you've had (Lewis would be proud!) But you'll have to come by again and do it properly; there's much good stuff to be had!
      I'm looking forward to the next time you're in town. You can teach me some stuff!

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  11. Hahaha....great post. You always make me laugh!

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  12. Well Laurence, you got just about all the mountain trophies, didn't you! And your post is delivered with your usual panache! It's been a long while since I have seen a mountain chickadee or a mountain bluebird, so maybe I will have to "salute the Flagstaff" soon as well! I would especially love to see a Clark's Nutcracker or a Gray Jay too!

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    1. Oh yes Kathie, I had neither of these birds, and fear I may have to travel even farther north/higher for them, but what a satisfaction it would be to have those grey birds...

      Hey, if you're going to be throwing up a salute, let me know! : )

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  13. Great day of birding! Loved your photos of the Evening Grosbeaks!

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