Was an epiphany I had the other week. As I’ve birded this May, I’ve tallied lifer after lifer. After my birding on May 1st where I was impressed with five lifers, I’ve broken that record several times. Unless I visit/move to a new and distinct region, I’m not going to so easily accumulate life species with a single excursion. I’m getting spoiled.
On Monday, our party grew to five for the final outing to Garrett Mountain. It was a very pleasant excursion. The weather started off threatening and dismal, but cleared to a very pleasant May morning. (Initially it was so foggy, we couldn’t spot a single pigeon when overlooking an entire city!)
We met up at 8 and accomplished 4 hours of birding before we all had to depart for the duties of our daily lives. (In my case, packing for Saturday’s move!)
Driving in I missed the parking lot entrance due to the call of a strange bird and the fog, so I had to do a full loop around the park in order to return as it’s all one-way driving. But in doing so I picked up the sneaker squeak of a Rose-breasted Grosbeak..
In the woods by the pond, I got to see the Swainson’s Thrush AND the Gray-cheeked Thrush. Which made me very happy because the group picked these species up on a day when I was unable to bird.
At the pond, we located two sandpiper species. Woo!
We also did very well with warblers, but less so with warbler pictures as in I have none. We picked up Black-throated Green, Tennessee and Nashville hanging out (appropriate, no?), Canada, Wilson, AND a Connecticut Warbler.
All of which are lifers for me in addition to the two Thrushes. 8 lifers in a day. There will never be another day quite like it.