Sunday was a glorious day, despite the fact that I got out fairly late and went straight into the shady woods. Island Cottage was a treat, with several firsts of the year for me: Yellow-Bellied Sapsucker, Blue-Gray Gnatcatcher, Yellow-Rumped Warbler. Lots of Brown Creepers everywhere. I walked from Schaller's to Lake Plains and back over the teeter-totter boardwalk, scaring up the usual small flock of Wood Ducks in the process. Also of note were at least five different kinds of butterflies: a Mourning Cloak, a little blue one (Spring Azure?) and three different kinds of brown ones, one of which (the medium sized one of the three) had lovely crinkly edges. Can someone tell these guys to sit still for a minute so my eyes can focus?
When exiting Island Cottage, I heard a loud trill and paused until I convinced myself I'd heard a Junco. I checked out another section of woods before again meeting up with another birder who corrected me: it was a Pine Warbler I'd heard. So much for talking myself out of turning back! I went to the Schaller's trailhead again and soon located the bird, now silent, mixed in with a flock of Yellow-Rumped Warblers visible from the platform. My first two-warbler day in NYS! Thanks, Gary!
I went to Badgerow Park after that and watched a White-Breasted Nuthatch build a nest. It was like watching a dentist pack a filling, in a way.
Yesterday, as I'd mentioned, I returned to Camp Beechwood to see what was back and what wasn't. I was kinda hoping for an early return of the Bank Swallows (considering some have been seen to the south) but I only saw one swallow, up high, which I couldn't ID. I did see two pairs of Kingfishers, though, including one that seems to have set up housekeeping in the Bank Swallow bluff just like last year. Creepers, Kinglets, and Phoebes were all out in good numbers (I didn't see any Ruby-Crowned, just Golden). The most remarkable thing to me, though, was the sheer number of singing Pine Warblers. By late afternoon, it seemed like each little section of woods had its own trilling bird. I got good looks at several and there was no doubt they weren't Juncos or Chippies or any of the other birds I get confused on. :)
I was confused on one bird, though. While near where I heard my first Pine Warbler, mixed in with a flock of Chickadees, I heard a definite Warbler song. My first thought was Hooded: it was loud, with roughly the right cadence. However, it came from higher up than I'd expect a Hooded, and seemed to have a bit of the Chestnut-Sided flavor to the song, but like I say, very loud. Usually any warbler with a loud call from up high that I can't identify is a Redstart, but geesh...it's early for all three of my possibilities, isn't it? So I tried to get a look at the bird, to no avail. It kept singing that same Hoodie/Chessie song from various trees until I just gave up. Any guesses?
I had a marvelous time at Beechwood. I explored trails I hadn't used before and covered just about every inch of the place in six hours of walking. The crows found me my obligatory Great Horned Owl, Red-Breasted Mergansers and Buffleheads floated offshore, Killdeer called from the marsh flats, Song Sparrows tseeped from the brush, and Robins hopped along in front of me on every trail. What a perfect day!