Tuesday, May 22, 2007
no. 215 - witwangstern
My WP list continues to grow. I passed the 200 mark while birding in Gibraltar with my Belgian bird friends from Oost-Brabant. The Witwangstern, or Whiskered Tern (Chlidonias hybridus)(Wiki file shown), winters in Africa and is my 215th bird - what a beauty she is. Only thing missing was sharing the excitement with a friend.
I got to Sint-Agatha Rode a little after 9:30 am. Dropped kids off at school and convinced Thijs to let another mommy help him in swimming class. I knew I'd miss swimming with him, but how could I miss seeing the Whiskered Tern! Guilty mom syndrome struck since how would I feel if I got there and there were no birds? The thought kept running through my head.
Another birder was just leaving (Eric T?), but before he could slip past I asked in Dutch if he'd seen the Witwangstern. He shook his head, said we were too late, and then he was off, presumably to the next birding spot. Feeling a bit deflated I dropped my backpack and plopped down on my 3-legged stool. A moment later an ijsvogel or kingfisher flew past, making me think it wasn't going to be such a bad day after all. I'd only seen it twice before so this sighting already lifted my spirits!
Looking out over the northern end of the marsh I saw what looked like a black tern but without a black face. When i lifted the bins, yes indeed, the white cheek flashed brightly against the contrast of the black cap and dark breast. Looked like the head of an Arctic tern plopped on a Black tern's body. There was no mistaking it - one whiskered tern was gracing my airspace! Four birds had been reported the previous day, so this was probably a new bird - how lucky was that?
Then it came closer - first it flew over the center of the marsh, close to where I was perched, and then it landed on a pole for 5 minutes directly offshore from me (and the hide). I felt fortunate to have this moment alone with this beautiful beast, so I could study it, enjoy it in peace and have it all to myself. Terns are so graceful, so delicate. Watched this one for 1.45 hours, and it seemed like no time had passed at all. Could've stayed all day -
But I also wanted to share it with someone -- this beautiful bird, this beautiful day, so I called Joey (S.African born/Belgian birder) - and vowed to take her with me the next time she was free. Having a bird friend not only makes the experience better (and safer), but it also adds confidence to your bird reports. Since wouldn't you know that another birder showed up just after I left, stayed for 1 hour, and apparently did NOT see the whiskered tern. I didn't feel challenged by this report - rather, I felt really lucky - lucky that the bird didn't sit and rest the whole time but instead gave me a spectacular show!
p.s. just read email from third birder who eventually saw the whiskered tern at Sint-Agatha Rode that evening
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4 comments:
Courtenay! What a beautiful bird, and what an exciting milestone. Wish I was there with you, BIG TIME.
...There "are men in whom a want is, not like yours, perhaps, or mine, humble, hopeful, and capable of dismissal unsatisfied..." Lincoln Steffens (Am. journalist, d. 1936)
WHERE do you come up with these quotes - you're like an encyclopedia!
yes, every time i'm in the field, i wonder what is laura doing right now? Why isn't she here! But hopefully you're wrapped around a story and stretching the limits of your imagination, or doing something that brings you energy.
I dusted the recesses of my brain to serve up that one. It struck me long ago...I think this describes you and your indominable spirit.
It reminds me to not be 'that' kind of (wo)man my whole life. Cuz one day, it's all over. And then what?
Heavy. Must sleep now.
know what you mean. It's the little things in life that matter the most, like Thijs wanting to catch bumblebees on a stick and take his ichneumon wasp to bed with him (in a jar, of course). He wanted to drive all the way back to the playpark to get a nice soft piece of wood for her to lay eggs in (after i mentioned she needed wood for egg-laying). And without any prompting at all, the kids got the idea to try hand-feeding our garden birds by the bird feeder! They sure know the way to their mommy's heart -
yes, sleep sounds good about now.
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