March 16th, 2014: Thrasher Spot

           eBird is a fantastic resource for birders. If you aren't familiar with it, eBird is an online database where people can submit their sightings of birds at a given location. Accessible to anyone, it's extremely handy for when you're planning a trip and have a set of target species. As I stated in my previous post, Le Conte's Thrasher was a big target for both of us, but we didn't exactly have a spot specifically for that species. So as we were grabbing lunch at Subway, Kyle was searching for reliable locations for this species, and as he searched on eBird, he came across a hotspot entitled "The Thrasher Spot". Naturally, we were greatly intrigued, and decided to see what species to expect there. We were astonished to find that this location boasted 5 different species of thrasher! This is exceptional because thrashers are usually adapted to a certain type of habitat and it is uncommon to have more than one different species in a certain area. So we were blown away when we saw that there are 5 different species that frequent this location. Obviously, we had to go.
          "The Thrasher Spot" was located about 30-45 minutes outside of Phoenix, AZ. Yes, our Spring Break Trip brought us all the way to Arizona, something I was unsure about doing at first, but something I would have greatly regretted not doing, looking back now. So we drove for approximately 2 hours, and we finally arrived at the famed "Thrasher Spot". We were surprised to find that this was merely a field with some sage and coyote brush spread around. We didn't know whether or not we were at the right spot, but according to eBird, this was it. So we got our scopes, bins and cameras, stepped over the broken barbed-wire fence, and began our search for the thrashers.
           It was unpleasantly quiet, the kind of quiet that kills your hope of seeing any birds (you birders know what I'm talking about). The slight breeze kept us cool under the scorching Arizona sun. I made sure to lather my Vermilion Flycatcher tattoo in sunscreen to prevent it from burning, which would in turn cause it to fade. We slowly started noticing more and more species: a Verdin, a Gambel's Quail, and heard-only Blue-gray Gnatcatcher. Though all wonderful species, we had already seen these species earlier in the day, so we didn't want to spend too much time looking at these birds, and missing out on a thrasher.
          More and more walking led us further into the field. Finally, the walking paid off when we were rewarded with a calling thrasher. We scanned the area, and Kyle spotted the bird, put the scope on it, and granted me a view of my lifer Sage Thrasher, a long overdue species for me!
Sage Thrasher
        Resembling more a mockingbird, the Sage Thrasher is adapted to expansive sage fields where it scours for invertebrates to eat. This field did have many sage plants, which made this spot ideal for this species.
        I then started scanning the field with my own scope, in hopes of lucking upon another thrasher species. I was then rewarded with another lifer! Not a thrasher, but a Horned Lark! Now, I know what a lot of you birders are thinking: "How is Horned Lark a lifer for Cédric! That's outrageous, I see huge flocks of them in fields all the time!" Well if that is the case, you're most likely inland where flocks of these are common, but I can't say I've birded inland counties as much as the coastal counties, where they aren't as regular, bordering on rare. 
Horned Lark
         I scanned some more and I then noticed a thrasher-like bird perched atop a bush. It was very distant (I had zoom on the 60x power, the most my zoom will go). The wind shaking both my scope and the bush it was perched on only made identification that much more difficult. But then, both the scope and bush ceased swaying, and I discovered I had been looking at a Le Conte's Thrasher this whole time! I immediately got Kyle on it, and we both appreciated the mutual lifer. Unfortunately, due to the microscopic aperture and the less-than-great lighting, I couldn't obtain a shot of the lifer.
         It then flew off, and we continued birding. A Curve-billed Thrasher, a species neither of us had seen since Camp Chiricahua, called and hopped along the path in front of us. It was nice seeing this bird again, especially since it had been two years since our last view of it. After this bird, the birding started slowing down a bit. They all seemed to have stopped calling, which made it quite troublesome for us to locate any. However, as we were about to leave, we halted when we heard another thrasher calling. It sounded different, unlike any thrasher we had heard earlier in the day. We turned around, and saw a thrasher species perched atop a tall mesquite bush. We got our scopes on it, and thoroughly studied the bird. After a good twenty minutes of scrutinizing it, we were able to conclude that this bird was our lifer Bendire's Thrasher!
Bendire's Thrasher
       Although superficially similar to a Curve-billed Thrasher, this bird shows more spots on the breast, a relatively bigger head and its bill is not as decurved as would a Curve-billed. This is a species we both missed at Camp Chiricahua, so we were psyched to have found this bird. What made this bird that much more special, is that we were about to leave, and we very well could have left without seeing this lifer.
      "The Thrasher Spot" certainly did not disappoint, as we left with 4 out of the 5 different species: Curve-billed, Sage, Le Conte's and Bendire's. Add a lifer Horned Lark, and this spot was certainly the highlight of our first day of Spring Break.

March 16th, 2014: Hole-in-the-Wall Visitor's Center, Mojave National Preserve

       When people think of Spring Break, images of Cabo San Lucas and throngs of inebriated college students acting like buffoons come to mind. As much as I like partying, I had no interest in participating in such activities on my week off. So I decided to take advantage of this break to get as much birding as possible done, and so along with my friend Kyle Kittelberger (whom I had met in Camp Chiricahua two years ago), I spent the week birding Southern California and Arizona, a trip I had wanted to do for a while. We had a whole itinerary planned out, but we ended up doing a lot of free-styling and deciding what we wanted to do on the spot. Kyle landed at SFO at 11:00 AM, and we left for Mojave National Preserve right away.
       We ended up driving a total of 9 hours (normally it would have only been a 7 hour drive, but being the budding birders we were, we had to stop and bird around along our drive). We parked near the Hole-in-the-Wall visitor's center in the preserve, along the side of the road so that we could actually bird the visitor's center in the morning.
       For those of you who don't know this, the desert may be hot during the day, but at night the temperature drops to near freezing, and despite the numerous layers we had, we just couldn't fight the cold. Add our discomfort due to the uncomfortable seats, and you get yourself a god-awful night. We hardly got any sleep, so this allowed us to get up at 6:00 AM, nice and early, giving us plenty of time to bird the area.
        We awoke to the buzzy songs of Black-throated Sparrows and the wurring calls of Cactus Wrens, sounds I hadn't heard in a longtime. It wasn't quite light yet, so we weren't quite able start visibly noticing the other birds. We were mostly hearing Lesser Goldfinches flying over and we heard our first Phainopepla of the trip, making its 'wo' call.
        Finally, first light broke, and we could actually start seeing birds! The first birds we noticed were a sizable flock of Black-throated Sparrows, with 4-5 individuals. Black-throated Sparrows are by far my favorite species of sparrow, from their namesake black bib, to their white supercilium and malar, and their white arc below. They are indeed pert little birds!
Black-throated Sparrow
           This species is mainly an inhabitant of sage and brushy desert habitat throughout the western side of the Rocky Mountains, where it thrives in numbers. My first experience with this species was 3 years ago in Death Valley National Park, where I found a single bird up on Dante's Peak, a high promontory looking onto the valley itself. After that first experience with it, I was in love with this species.
           Other birds in the area were the ever-present Common Ravens, a species I have seen in numerous habitats, ranging from mountains, to deserts, cities and woodlands alike. A Gambel's Quail quickly flew onto the top of the ridge, a few Western Scrub-Jays screeched at each other and a single Cactus Wren persistently called from the top of a nearby boulder, making sure Kyle and I were aware of its presence.
Cactus Wren
            My lifer Prairie Falcon quickly flew over, while a Greater Roadrunner sang its dreary and mournful song: a descending 'Coo, coo, coo'. We eventually ended up seeing the roadrunner, which offered great views of its long iridescent tail. As we walked around the visitor's center area, we heard another Phainopepla, and we were subsequently able to locate this female calling from inside this acacia bush, which offered remarkable views.
Female Phainopepla
        Finally, it was time to begin playing calls of our primary target species for this location: Crissal Thrasher. This species lives in the thick chaparral in the southeastern United States. So when we found a nice patch of thicker shrubbery, we found it apt to play a call to coax one out. Not two minutes later, were heard one respond. Given how much of a target this was for me, I scanned and perused the landscape as thoroughly as I could, and then I suddenly noticed a brown figure swoop into a nearby bush. We waited with anticipation, hoping this was our bird, and well, I'll let this next photo explain what the bird was.
Crissal Thrasher
        At first, we identified this bird as a Le Conte's Thrasher, due to our quick views of the bird and, quite frankly our naiveté, which was exciting for both of us because it would have been a lifer for both Kyle and I. Unfortunately, Kyle had already seen Crissal Thrasher before, so this bird wasn't a lifer for both of us. But Kyle was still happy to have seen it, as it was only the second one he had seen  before.
       After sighting this thrasher, the only other highlight of this location was a very cooperative Rock Wren, that hopped around the picnic site, almost oblivious to our presence, which proved quite fruitful when looking back at our photographs of the bird.
Rock Wren
         This concluded our birding at this location. With two lifers under my belt, I'd say this trip was already off to a great start!