Saturday, February 27, 2021


     gray morph Gyrfalcon

21-26 FEBRUARY 2021

    Oswego harbor breakwater with thick coating of ice. Note waterfowl in foreground

My annual field trip in search of winter fell into place when snowy and unstable but not-too-cold weather was expected on the eastern shores of Lake Ontario in upstate New York. There would be no trip to Canada this year because of the covid-driven border closure. Based on a review of recent eBird reporting, I decided Oswego, NY, was an ideal US base for wandering about in the snowy countryside as well as checking the various shore locations for wintering waterfowl and the like.

    chilly morning drive to school in Amish country

Oswego is a six hour drive north from DC according to Google Maps, but I always add 2 hours to their estimate, to allow for meals and stops for fuel, etc. This took me right through the eastern finger lakes—pretty wine country and picturesque Amish farmland.

    large flock of Ring-billed Gulls--the common wintering gull in these parts

Tim Lenz from the Cornell lab reminded me of the Gyrfalcon that has been wintering at a site south of Oswego for the last several years. I loved that this great Arctic-dwelling raptor would come south each winter to the balmy climes of upstate NY! Something here must be going well for this bird to keep coming back year after year… presumably it was the sheer abundance of waterfowl in the two lakes on either side of its winter roost.

    American Robin male atop of spruce, waiting for spring to arrive

I decided to stop at the Gyr site on my Sunday drive north. I arrived around 3 PM and met another birder, Phil Mills, who had driven over from Buffalo to check on the big raptor. Phil pointed out a line of trees in the back of the large industrial site. This is where the falcon commonly perched in the afternoon. A few minutes later, Phil checked the treeline once more and, indeed, there was the big falcon on the very branch it favored.

    Gyrfalcon on the hunt for a duck dinner

I set the scope up and we had a nice, but distant, look at the bird perched with its back to us. Not a great look but a definitive one—a lifer for me! And I think this was the first scope-look for Phil, so he was pleased. The falcon sipped away after about fifteen minutes and the rest of the afternoon we had false alarms with passing Red-tailed Hawks.

    Red-tailed Hawk being escorted by a vocal American Crow

Before the day ended, I glimpsed the Gyr once more swooping through the huge snow-covered piles of rocky rubble of the work site. By the way, it was snowing at this point, and snow was to fall for the next 24 hours, providing that wintery aspect I had been hoping for, but not making it terribly easy for birding or bird photography…

    American Crow, beak frosted with snow

I arrived in Oswego town after dark on Sunday night, in the heavy snow. Nothing like the Great Lakes for snow production!

    Three Common Mergansers--two drakes and a hen in between - in the heavy snow....

The next morning, looking out the window of my motel room, through the falling snow I could see ducks bobbing in the Oswego River—good ducks! There were mergansers, White-winged Scoters, and Long-tailed Ducks, among others, as well as cormorants. I spent the morning in and about Oswego Harbor and it was filled with waterfowl and gulls.

    White-winged Scoter hen and drake

Monday afternoon I headed back down to the Gyrfalcon site in the blowing snow, and I passed by flocks of Horned Larks, Snow Buntings, and also Common Redpolls.

    foraging flock of Common Redpolls being attended by several Snow Buntings

Just north of the Gyr site was a weedy field where the redpolls were swirling about with a mix of Snow Buntings.

    flock of Common Redpolls (is there a Hoary in there?)

I was able to get out of the car and sneak up on these birds, busy with their foraging in the snow.

    male Common Redpoll

My afternoon visit to the Gyr was only tantalizing. I saw the falcon once swoop through the area, but it never perched for me and I drove away wanting more.

    foraging on weed seeds, a male Common Redpoll

Tuesday morning I departed the motel before dawn in order to get to the Gyr site at the break of dawn, which is rather difficult to detect when the cloud is so very thick. This morning was a mix of snow and sleet. Again, a glimpse of the Gyr, but nothing more.  Luckily, a nice adult male Northern Harrier was casting over the fields—another very beautiful winter raptor.

    the Gray Ghost--an adult male Northern Harrier 

I had been told by birders in the know that the Gyr probably spends much of the day at one of the big finger lakes east (Cayuga) or west (Seneca), hunting the abundant waterfowl there. People said either 3 PM or 4 PM was the best time to see the bird perched in its favored roosting tree.

    White-tailed Deer

From the Gyr site I drove over to the north end of Seneca Lake in search of a reported Tufted Duck, a vagrant from Europe. The Seneca Yacht club site was Tufted-free, but the Geneva Beach and Boat Club featured a big raft of scaup and Ring-necked Ducks, in which the Tufted Duck, with its bright white flanks and black back, stood out. I scoped the bird within three minutes, in spite of the distance… The drake’s prominent cowlick is a give-away, distinguishing it from the similar Ring-necked Ducks. Some how I managed not to get a decent photo of the pretty drake. Go figure! [To see to partial and lousy images of the drake Tufted Duck, look at the last two images in this blog... ]

    Red-breasted Merganser drake

After a visit to Ithaca to lunch with my Aunt Carol, also a birder, I returned to the Gyr site in the PM and my persistence paid off. In the sleety-rain, I twice glimpsed the flying bird, and then, finally, I found it perched atop a giant mountain of dirt and rock that was encrusted with snow. Seeing the bird well in flight and perched, I was able to denote that this was the pale-gray morph, which is the color-type that is most often seen in the US (it also comes in an all-white morph and a very dark brown morph—both rare in the US).

    Gyrfalcon atop the mountain of dirt and rock

What a majestic bird—the grandest of the earth’s falcons, breeding only in the high Arctic! I was so fortunate to spend some time with this wily creature…

    Ice fishermen at Fair Haven State Park

Wednesday was a bluebird day, and my visits to coastal sites along Lake Ontario: Sodus Point, Fair Haven Beach State Park, Oswego Harbor, were disappointing. The rafts of birds tend to disperse when the weather is favorable, perhaps not a surprise!

    American Tree Sparrow

There is lots of coastline and embayments and waterways, but I saw nothing to compete with what I had seen in Oswego harbor on Monday morning.


    Eastern Bluebird male

In the afternoon I drove down to Weedsport in search of a Hoary Redpoll, another Arctic rarity. I drove Maiden Lane, just north of the Erie Canal and Interstate 90, in search of redpoll flocks, but no luck. Instead, I found a confiding pair of Eastern Bluebirds, as well as friendly American Tree Sparrows, foraging in the snow. The day became springlike, with temps in the high forties… lots of melting snow and ice!

    Bald Eagle juvenile, cruising Oswego harbor

On Thursday the weather reverted to winter with cold and strong winds. The Oswego harbor again became productive, producing close encounters with tidy flocks of Long-tailed Ducks, in which the breeding males, with their trim pied plumage and elongated central tail feathers reminded me of an aquatic version of a bird of paradise!

    the various plumages of the Long-tailed Duck, in Oswego harbor

    Two drakes and one hen Bufflehead

The gull flocks also finally coughed up a white-winged bird—a subspecies of the Iceland Gull sometimes known as a Kumlein’s Gull. 

    Kumlein's Gull (a race of Iceland Gull)


       Ring-billed Gull in its bright spring breeding plumage

Thursday afternoon I headed back to the redpoll/Gyr zone. It was cold and clear and I was met by Phil Mills and Dave Kennedy and another Gyr devotee, Sean Bragg. The falcon showed up in it favored perch tree at 3:20, stayed a bit, then started moving about. We raced about trying to intersect with the bird’s movements.

                 My last and best look at the Gyr

At 4:20 we hit gold, when  Sean found the bird perched on a telephone pole right along the main road. The setting sun illuminated this regal creature. It was a brief but very satisfying encounter with the bird. It then flew east in search of duck prey. I saw it race after a tight flock of flying ducks. In fact, Dave Kennedy had found the Gyr feasting on a Mallard in a farm field the previous evening, close to where we had just seen the raptor. 

    Long-tailed Duck flock, featuring three gorgeous males

       Tufted Duck drake--the half-bird in the far left foreground. Note black back and white flank.
    Tufted Duck drake just behind drake Ring-necked Duck in center













Thursday, December 17, 2020


Winter Storm Gail – Carlisle, PA 

16-17 December 2020

    Male Northern Cardinal the morning after the storm

The DC area rarely gets big snowstorms any more. As Winter Storm Gail developed, it was evident that, once again, DC was going to miss out, and the storm’s heaviest snows would fall to the north.


    vista north from the Waggoner's Gap hawkwatch, just before the snow started to fall

Wishing to experience the kinds of winter I knew in the 1960s, I headed north on the morning of the 16th, my destination Carlisle, PA. My goal was to be in place before the snow started to fall.


    Look closely--is this a Black-capped, Carolina, or a hybrid chickadee? All are there atop Waggoner's Gap....

I arrived at the Carlisle Diner at 0905, ready to sit down to a hearty Pennsylvania Dutch breakfast. It was then that I found that all restaurants in PA had been closed to sit-down dining a few days earlier. I thusly did take-away and dined in my car. The venue was less than ideal, but the breakfast itself was good, as always.


    plenty of oversized Trump signs out in the countryside - this one still being lit! 

From the Diner I headed north to Waggoner’s Gap hawk-watch. I wanted to see if any hardy hawk-watchers were in place. Ron Freed had reported to me that he had been in place at the Watch the day before, recording Golden and Bald Eagle singletons as well as 2 Red-tails.

 As I hiked up the rocks to the overlook at around 10:15am, light snow began to fall. I found no hawk-watchers, but goodly numbers of small birds coming in to what spare seed was left from the bird feeders that are put out when the watchers are here. (They are taken in nightly, because of the depredations of the local Black Bears). 

    another one of those mystery chickadees... which one is this?

I spished and a half-dozen chickadees zipped in. This is a place where the local Black-caps are joined by Carolinas and hybrids. The birds I photographed could be hybrids. Let me know what you think (see 2 images).


    male Yellow-bellied Sapsucker

A fine male Yellow-bellied Sapsucker came in with the bird flock.


   Dark-eyed Junco

Also a group of confiding Dark-eyed Juncos searched for see among the rocks.


No raptors were evident.

    vintage vehicle for sale near Landisburg, PA

I then did a road loop south, west, north, east, and then back south to Carlisle Springs, then Carlisle. I passed though a number of hamlets, including Landisburg. The snow increased in intensity as I moved about in search of birds and scenery.


    country life...

Back in Carlisle Spring, I lunched on carry-out from the Fairgrounds Diner.  The snow began to accumulate.


I checked into the downtown Comfort Suites Carlisle at 2:30PM. After a nap I checked the Weather Channel on the status of the developing storm (they predicted 12-18” for my location).

Once it was dark I walked a big loop of downtown, enjoying the Holiday lights and decorations, garlanded with the fresh snow.

    on Pomfret Street

People were out walking dogs, traipsing right down the middle of the snow-strewn streets.



Downtown Carlisle is pretty as a picture this time of year. There is a lot of history here, as well as ancient Dickinson College (founded by Benjamin Rush in 1773). The town grew up around a fort constructed during the early settlement of the Cumberland valley in the 1730s and ‘40s.


Carlisle has history associated with the French and Indian War, the Revolutionary War, and the Civil War—that’s a hat trick!

 After my circuit, I ordered carry-out dinner from Miseno’s II—an excellent Italian restaurant with great food emanating from a brightly-lit building on the south side of west High Street.


I hiked out through the deepening snow to pick up my meal, and lugged it back to consume at my hotel room: a sumptuous cheese-steak with a perfect garden salad in the Italian tradition. Nothin’ fancy—just tasty!

 The next morning I slept in, wanting to wait out the snow, which was slated to end shortly after dawn.


The day broke with bright blue skies and temperatures below freezing. About 10 inches of snow law on the ground.


I did about 90 minutes of slogging through the snow in downtown Carlisle, looking for birds and picturesque urban snow scenes...


    Great-horned Owl (lower center) being mobbed by American Crows in town

Everyone was out shoveling their walks and cleaning off their cars. Not many were on the road.


    White-throated Sparrow at a backyard feeder in town

Back at the Hotel, I had a quick breakfast in my room, then checked out.


I headed back up to the Waggoner’s Gap lookout to see what was out and about.


    vista from atop Waggoner's Gap

From the road at the top of the gap I glimpsed a single all-dark eagle—looked like a Golden, but I did not get decent images.

 No hawk watchers on this morning...


     Red-tailed Hawk

The scenery was fine, of course.


    view up to the Hawk-watch atop Waggoner's Gap 

Then I drove back down into the Valley and headed east on back roads...


    a female American Kestrel at the roadside, north of Carlisle

Then, at noon, I pointed my car south and headed home, quite satisfied with my 2020 snowstorm. Happy Holidays to you all! 

    Song Sparrow atop a Biden sign in town....