6/4/2016
The plan was to check out Orphanage
Ponds (as I had never been there before, but they had hosted nesting Masked
Ducks in the past and I figured it would be a good spot to start surveying),
Monte Meta Cemetery, and Adolph Thomae County Park. Due to a miscalculation on my part I got to Orphanage
Road well before sunrise, but couldn’t for the life of me figure out where the
ponds were (unless they were down that horrendous dirt road that I wasn’t gonna
touch)! But I know I had seen them from
the freeway, so the next plot was to head north on the frontage road and turn
south at the first opportunity and see if I could see anything. But what I saw was a tremendous thunderstorm
coming my way from the west, so the storm-chasing part of me went into gear and
pulled over to take video and watch the storm!
When it started spitting, I
continued north and got to the “causeway” in Sebastian right about the time the
skies opened up, so I found my turnaround and decided to wait out the storm in
the sheltered area. Sounded like a good
idea until I started pondering maybe why
they made this section of the freeway a “causeway” – could it be prone to flash
floods?? Suddenly I didn’t feel so
comfortable under there, and to top it off, the low tire indicator suddenly
popped on! Thankfully I had one of those
little plug-in generators that pumps air, but no way was I gonna attempt that
with lightning shooting off left and right and forward and back!
When it finally let up I risked
getting zapped and got the tire up to a reasonable level, then limped back to
Harlingen to the Sears auto shop (what did we ever do before IPhones that can
tell us where the nearest tire shop is?? J),
where I ended up having to replace the tire, but at least the morning was still
young and the storm had passed to the south, so I gave up on trying to find the
ponds and just headed on to Monte Meta Cemetery, which is northeast of San
Benito. Looking south on the freeway you
could see the storm I had just sat through, and the updraft was being fed by a
tremendous tail cloud coming in from the west; it was wicked! But I got off on Sam Houston well north of
the storm and headed northeast through the cute little town of San Benito
towards the cemetery. This spot is best
in migration with its forest of ebony trees, but the purpose of a survey is to
see what’s there all times of year,
and the rains had certainly energized the birds! The place was a cacophony of mockingbirds,
White-winged Doves, and Golden-fronted Woodpeckers, and even Chachalacas! There’s a nice area of thornscrub habitat
that under drier conditions you can actually drive into, but I didn’t dare
attempt it today, although I did hear a White-tipped Dove moaning from the
area.
View of the storm heading south on US 77 (that's the updraft, not a rain shaft; you can just make out the feeder cloud on the bottom right)
Monte Meta Cemetery
Sam Houston takes you right into Rio
Hondo, and from there you can take FM 2925 north and east into Arroyo
City. It also takes you right by the
Arroyo Colorado Unit of the Las Palomas WMA, and while it’s closed to the
public, you can still bird the little entrance road and get some nice things
right by the parking lot, so I decided to swing in and jump out to photograph
yet another big storm coming
east! It was fun taking video and having
the likes of Common Nighthawk, Lark Sparrow, Eastern Meadowlark, and Bobwhite
singing next to the rolling thunder while a Swainson’s Hawk sat unconcernedly
on a pole! In the parking lot I watched
a Turkey making tracks down the main trail and towards the woods as the storm
made its way relentlessly in my direction, all the while adding goodies like
Yellow-billed Cuckoo, Common Ground Dove, Painted Bunting, and a family of
Groove-billed Anis! A Long-billed
Thrasher sang out in the open on a wire with a Verdin as company (it always
amazes me that I knock myself silly to get a Verdin to come out for a client –
and they rarely do – and invariably the silly thing will sit right out in the
open when I’m by myself…)!
Camera-shy Swainson's Hawk
Turkey fleeing down the trail
Was time to skedaddle and try to
stay ahead of this thing, so I blasted up and over to Arroyo City, where it
looked like the leading edge of the storm was south of me (and the poor folks
doing the run at South Padre were getting clobbered, I found out later); the
structure was just tremendous, and it looked as though the whole front end
could have been rotating, as it had that classic “barber pole” striated look! The spot where I stopped to shoot the storm
happened to have a nice little wetland with a Great and Snowy Egret, some Black-necked
Stilts, and another group of Turkeys! I
happened to notice an oncoming car slowing and expected him to stop and ask
what I was doing, but then saw that he was slowing for yet another group of Turkeys in the road! Arroyo City is traditionally a good spot to
find them, although never guaranteed by any means.
Storm south of Arroyo City
Wild Turkeys
Another view of the storm, showing striations on the left side
Continued on to Adolph Thomae County
Park, which has a steep entrance fee but is a delightful little place to
bird! I was surprised at the number of
campers there on this lousy weekend, but was even more surprised that, with
thunder and lightning clapping all around, people were still out in their boats
and fishing on the shoreline! By the
time I got down to the end of the road (I usually go there first and work my
way back, as all the pullouts are on the westbound side), the skies once again
opened up, and a few brave souls were scurrying to get their boats out of the
water! It was quite the madhouse for
awhile, but I found a place to park and wait it out, after which the weekend
warriors got their boats back in the water (even though it was still spitting
lightning) and the birds started to get energized again! A pair of Scissor-tailed Flycatchers were
going after what I thought was a grackle at first, but turned out to be an
ani! (Not sure if anis actually go after
nestlings, or if it was simply a case of mistaken identity…) Nighthawks were out the yin yang, and I was
pleased to hear a Cactus Wren singing across the river. A couple of “House Sparrows” foraging next to
the dumpster turned out to be Olive Sparrows, and a Curve-billed Thrasher gave
a nice look.
That took me right up to noon, so
headed home after that with 53 species; not a whole lot, but not bad
considering the weather! Bird list:
Black-bellied Whistling-Duck
Mottled Duck
Plain Chachalaca
Northern Bobwhite
Wild Turkey
Great Blue Heron
Great Egret
Snowy Egret
Green Heron
Black Vulture
Turkey Vulture
Swainson's Hawk
Black-necked Stilt
Laughing Gull
Royal Tern
Rock Pigeon
Eurasian Collared-Dove
White-winged Dove
Mourning Dove
Common Ground-Dove
White-tipped Dove
Yellow-billed Cuckoo
Groove-billed Ani
Common Nighthawk
Golden-fronted Woodpecker
Ladder-backed Woodpecker
Brown-crested Flycatcher
Great Kiskadee
Tropical Kingbird
Couch's Kingbird
Scissor-tailed Flycatcher
Loggerhead Shrike
White-eyed Vireo
Purple Martin
Black-crested Titmouse
Verdin
Bewick's Wren
Cactus Wren
Curve-billed Thrasher
Long-billed Thrasher
Northern Mockingbird
European Starling
Olive Sparrow
Lark Sparrow
Northern Cardinal
Painted Bunting
Red-winged Blackbird
Eastern Meadowlark
Great-tailed Grackle
Bronzed Cowbird
Brown-headed Cowbird
Lesser Goldfinch
House
Sparrow
Thanks for going to blog format, Mary Beth. Not being on
ReplyDeleteFacebook (that personal data guzzler!), have never been able
to see your photos. CB