NOTE: I wrote this after participating in my first Christmas Bird Count (CBC) in 2004; it appeared on another site I had at the time. Since it’s not available on the web anymore, I thought I’d repost it to this site.
If you’ve ever thought about participating in CBC, I encourage you to do so. Beginners are especially welcome, and it’s a wonder way to spend those short winter days, out in the field with teams of like-minded folks. It’s my favorite part of the holiday season.
Christmas Bird Count, December 18, 2004
On Saturday, I was a first-time participant in the largest citizen science project around: the venerable Christmas Bird Count. And I was lucky enough to do it with one of the top count circles in the country: the Point Reyes count circle, almost always one of the top 5 circles in the country for number of bird species reported.
The count circles are designated areas with a 15-mile radius. Each circle has its count on one day during December 14 through January 5 (as I found out later, lots of participants tend to count for more than one circle; a lot of people who counted on Saturday were also planning to count for another circle on Sunday). The circles are split into areas with their own teams. Each team counts all of the birds they identify in their area, records it on a data sheet, and then turns it in so that the data for the entire circle can be compiled.
I’ve been interested in seeing what the Christmas bird count was like, but felt my skills as a general birder were lacking and was uncertain about how to jump in. So when our hawk watch day leader mentioned that he was leading a team in the Point Reyes count and could use some help, I was happy to call it fate and jump in with both feet.
| Here are scans of our team’s tally sheets; the check marks show which species were seen by any of the teams:
Thanks for the tally sheets, Bob! |
Our team had the “Tom’s Point” area — a slice of land on the edge of the Point Reyes circle, along the northeast edge of Tomales Bay. We met at 7 am near a bridge along Route One. Bob, our GGRO hawk watch day leader, had already been owling at something like 5:30 am. Also at bridge were Bruce, a very experienced birder, and Satchel, his grandson, in his early teens. The sun was just coming up, the birds just starting to sing, and all in all it was a beautiful frosty morning.
Near this bridge were a couple of residences, one evidently unoccupied. We birded cautiously around them, Bob sometimes calling out softly “good morning, good morning”…thankfully, no people appeared and we were able to record several species. I was grateful for the raptors that made appearances so I could feel useful!
I was impressed by how beautiful a Wrentit is. We saw one having such a great time feasting on a prickly pear, he didn’t really care that we were only a few feet away. We heard their call several times that day, but it didn’t compare to the close site of the little bird who is much prettier than his rendering in a field guide.
Birding goes high-tech
The compiler for the Point Reyes area had sent Bob email, “Find a RCSP and there’s rumors of an immature Bald Eagle around. Keep on the lookout. Also it’s warm so look for swallows and a gnatcatcher.” An “RCSP” is a Rufous-crowned sparrow, fairly uncommon, as are Bald Eagles, swallows, and gnatcatchers at this time of year. It was a tall order, but I have to admit that I enjoyed the challenge of it and spent the day scanning for anything remotely like a Bald Eagle.
In a sunny area near the bridge we noted several species of sparrows. (When you think of sparrows, you probably think of the ubiquitous and imported House Sparrow…the native ones are quite varied and beautiful, and I’ve been having a lot of fun watching and identifying them.) This was a good place to look for a Blue-gray Gnatcatcher and Rufous-crowned Sparrow.
Our day leader was well-prepared. I saw him pull some device out and sounds started filling the air. It was an iPod, with small speaker from Radio Shack attached. The sounds of a Blue-gray Gnatcatcher and a Rufous-crowned Sparrow filled the air, and we saw the motion of small birds coming to investigate.
At one point, the call of a Rufous-crowned sparrow was played, and an answering call rang out immediately, clearly directed at us. A small bird popped up on top of a nearby bush, and we all got close, gorgeous looks at his handsome figure, complete with reddish cap. Victory!
On to Tom’s Point
After the area along Route One, we drove to a larger part of our area, west of Tomales. We were lucky that most of our birding would be done on an Audubon Canyon Ranch preserve, so we mostly had full run of the place without other people and without worry that someone would be upset about our tramping around.
One of the most striking birds of the day for me was a Wilson’s Snipe. This marsh bird looks, to me, like a giant demented hummingbird flapping for its life when it flies. (Of course it’s not related to hummingbirds at all!)
We found we didn’t have the combination for the lock on the last gate at Tom’s Point, so we decided to hike. It was a really lovely day, and I was entertained by Red-tailed Hawks wheeling above us.
We rounded a corner and saw a beach along Tomales Bay, with hundreds of various shorebirds feasting on low-tide treats, thousands more beyond them in the bay, when it occurred to me: we were going to have count them!
It’s all about strategy
The reason we’d arrived at the shore during low tide was the same as the reason some teams had started at 4:00 am to go owling…behind the Christmas bird count is a game of strategy based on maximizing the number of birds counted.
I was grateful to learn that this systematic strategy meant that we didn’t have to pay too much attention to the amazing numbers of ducks, geese, cormorants, scoters and other water fowl that filled Tomales Bay. Three boats carried teams that would count those birds. The strategy of the count also meant that the team covering the territory next to ours would count the hundreds of gulls that passed over during the day.
Still, there were all the birds on the mud flats of the bay that we needed to count. I tried counting Godwits until I gave up in frustration. Pulling out my field guide, I realized how ill-prepared I was to deal with shorebirds in general. I couldn’t tell if all of the large-ish birds I saw were godwits or not. I’d count up to about 20 and then lose count, anxious over the number that were left and whether or not I was counting the right birds.
I think Bob saw my frustration, because he quickly gave me a different task: take his scope and count the Great Blue Herons on the shore east of us. This was manageable and easy (and fun — I’m happy to watch Great Blue Herons any time), and I came up with a count of 10 (now wondering if there were more). After this, I was considerably more calm and managed to get a count of 80 Godwits…which turned out to be fairly close to the mid-to-low-70’s counted by Bruce, Satchel, and Bob.
This has been a difficult thing for me: counting lots of birds at a time. Whether a kettle of hawks or a number of shore birds, I get anxious and unable to see a bird at a time. It’s a skill, among others, that I need to develop.
It was here also that Bob found a Redhead, a distinctive duck among the others in the bay. It took me a long time to be able to pick this bird out in the scope, but finally, with patience and a lot of self-reminders to look at one bird at a time (not to mention a lot of patience on the part of my teammates), I got it. I think we might have been the only team to report a Redhead during the count.
I really loved Tom’s Point. It is the epitome of everything I love about the Point Reyes area, even though it isn’t actually on Point Reyes proper. We looked across the bay to see Tule elk grazing contently, while we sorted out marsh and shorebirds. The terrain was varied and always beautiful. New lambs on an adjacent ranch provided lots of charming entertainment as they frisked about.
Well, it’s about the people, too
I really enjoyed spending the day with Bob, Bruce, and Satchel.
Satchel proved that teenagers have better eyes and ears throughout the day, and he added a lot of spirit to our team. Fearlessly he enjoyed sliding on the frosty bridge while I worried about slipping and falling, and he hopped up onto a fence post with all the agility of a Red-tailed Hawk while I flailed about pulling myself over the gate. I envied him his youthful interest in birding, which I’ve only developed in later life, and I was grateful that he was happy to share his knowledge and enthusiasm. I had a great time in a eucalyptus grove with him as he pointed out probable owl roosting spots, and in chasing (unsuccessfully) an owl we had flushed.
Bruce is obviously an accomplished birder, but esdnever snobbish about it and always happy to share information and tips. It wasn’t until later in the day when I realized that he’s actually the compiler for the Southern Marin count and an important person in the Audubon Canyon Ranch efforts. I really liked that he’d gotten his grandson involved with the count. At dinner he was able to point out several birding luminaries to me; a room full of birders you don’t know can seem intimidating, and I was grateful to be able to hang out with Bruce and Satchel at the dinner.
Bob has really helped Steve and me grow as hawk watchers over the last season, and he has really helped me grow as a general birder as well. He clearly gets huge enjoyment out of the birds we see, but he is also incredibly generous with views through his scope, his knowledge, his friendly manner, and great sense of humor. It can be a bit daunting to hang out with the birders when you don’t know a lot about it, so I really appreciate his encouragement.
We never did see a Bald Eagle or gnatcatcher — but we did see some tree swallows, who, along with the Rufous-crowned Sparrow and Redhead, were important in the count. And lots of more common-but-beautful birds, too.
Party Time
I almost didn’t stay for the group dinner after the count, but it had been on my mind to try to do the complete Christmas Bird Count experience, and I was glad I did.
Dinner was a catered, $8/per person affair. People cleaned up a little after a day in the field and arrived at the Point Reyes Cow Palace with bottle of wine and other beverages. A really delicious pasta dinner was served, and then the festivities started.
As dinner was being served, groups were sitting at tables trying to complete their tallies. People talked about the legendary count of two years ago, when a huge storm swung in over Point Reyes and either (1) blew in some great birds or (2) resulted in some of the most challenging birding weather ever, depending on who you talk to and what part of the day they’re talking about.
An introductory speech was give by count compiler, David Wimpfheimer. Then his partner, Susan Colletta, read from the list of birds for the area, and the group leaders called “Yes!” for any species seen for their group. At our table was the lively group from Inverness, and I liked how enthusiastic they were about their calls.
After the general count, each team was able to relay the highlights of the day. One of my favorites was a team that described seeing a bird trying to eat an eel, with the eel repeatedly scrabbling out of the birds gullet until it finally lost the battle. Another group had views of a Peregrine Falcon while a competing California Gray Whale vied for their attention. Our friends from the Inverness area visited a bird feeder repeatedly, four times throughout the day, until they were able to claim a Rose-breasted Grosbeak who had been hanging out in the area, being fed treats for a week to keep it in the area long enough for the count.
Dinner was a lot of fun. I was eager to get home, but I really enjoyed hanging out with a group of like-minded folks. One thing is for sure: you won’t find any of us in a shopping mall by choice during these short days of the year. The Christmas Bird Count gives some of us a great excuse to spend a day in the field, giving us a reason to do something we love and something that, as a citizen science project, I think really will matter.