Sharing the Valley With Friends, Part 2

2/11/20 

I was totally unprepared:  it was 73 when I walked out the door, with the weather app promising that it was only going to get warmer, so with nothing more than a light jacket, I joined the gang at the main building and we shortly headed out to “Sparrow Road”  (aka 7 Mile off Jara Chinas Road), and before long it misted up and the temps dropped down into the 50s!!  It wasn’t too bad to start:  we immediately had some beautiful Pyrrhuloxias, and at a culvert where folks have had towhees in the past, we stopped and walked a bit to see what we could scare up.  A threesome of Harris’ Hawks was nice, and several little things flitted around like Blue-gray Gnatcatcher and Orange-crowned Warbler (Barbara was very pleased with a photo she got of the latter in some Huisache blossoms), but I think I was the only one to see the Verdin L and Richard was the only one to see the Black-throated Sparrow!  But worse than that was a Lincoln’s Sparrow that was buzzing and refused to come out, and that’s one he really wanted to see…

Jeff and Sandy looking for goodies along Mile Seven Road

Orange-crowned Warbler in Huisache (similar to Barbara's picture...)

Harris' Hawks

Pyrrhuloxia

The spitting got worse, so we just crawled along the zig-zaggy road for the most part and only got out to procure photos (which was a trick at times as Barbara was in the “rumble seat” and it was tough to get out)!  Some of the nicer birds we were able to zero in on included an adult White-tailed Hawk on a pole, a Curve-billed Thrasher, and a hunkered down Roadrunner down a dirt road across from a ranch.  We finally got an Eastern Phoebe to come out amongst the thornscrub, but thankfully my charges were entertained by other things besides birds:  one of the ranches had a portrait of what we assumed were the owners painted on their water tank (that was certainly new since the last time I went through there), and the gang appropriately gawked at the huge mansion next door!  As usual, some of the best birds were around the habitations, and we found a lovely Vermilion Flycatcher in the yard, but also three female Brewer’s Blackbirds back near their barn!  Gave an ID lesson on the Collared Doves vs. Mourning Doves, but a Say’s Phoebe along the fence line was definitely the prize!  

White-tailed Hawk

Say's Phoebe #1 (also below)

"Proof shot" of a couple of female Brewer's Blackbirds, a "flaggable" bird in Hidalgo County.

Say's Phoebe #2 (see upcoming narrative...)

The barren fields had the occasional Western Meadowlark poking around in them, but a little further down we had a “Sparrow Bonanza” as a large flock of Savannah Sparrows fed in the plowed field next to the road (Jeff described it as “the ground moving”), but a little pishing also brought up a lovely Vesper!  At one point Richard and I were debating the ID of a wire bird:  he thought it was a shrike and I bet him an ice cream that it was a Mocker – turned out to be the latter, so I “ordered” a Ben & Jerry’s hot fudge sundae J after which the “ice cream bet” became a running joke…  We also had a bit of excitement in that a fire producing thick, black smoke was roaring behind a farm building close to the road; we had no idea whether they were purposely burning something or if something had caught fire, so we reported it, but the two vehicles that passed us (along with the farm dogs) didn’t seem to be alarmed…

Vesper Sparrow making his getaway...

Savannah Sparrow

The intersection with Pipeline Road was decision time:  go straight to Estero Llano Grande or try for Rick’s Ferruginous Hawk south of McCook?  (He gave me precise directions when we ran into him the day before, explaining why I missed the thing on Saturday’s chase day…)  We decided to chase the hawk, so we headed north on Pipeline to FM 490 and headed towards McCook, this time with no hawks on the poles!  (In this weather I didn’t blame them…)  After a restroom break at the little gas station (where we all fell off the wagon buying some decidedly unhealthy snacks) we headed south on FM 2058, where we did have a big buteo that turned out just to be a Red-tailed Hawk.  A Killdeer ran down a dirt road and out onto to the pavement to take a drink, and when we came to Mile 16, Richard suggested we take a look, which was a great idea, as it was a dirt road I had never explored!  It was quite productive:  again, near someone’s homestead was a flock of Lark Sparrows, but even better were several Long-billed Curlews!  

Waterlogged Red-tailed Hawk

Long-billed Curlew

As we approached the barren fields the Horned Larks started showing up, which delighted the gang – that got voted the Bird of the Day for some!  I got quite the education about the wind turbines and their blades and inner workings from the guys (primarily Jeff, I think), and after traversing through unending fields (one of the guys facetiously asked, “Does any of this look familiar?” J) we finally reached Jara Chinas and made a left.  That was where we had a small falcon dart across the road that struck me as a Merlin, but when Richard spotted where he landed in the distance and we were both able to get some not-so-sharp shots (at least on my end), it seemed to have more of a hood than I would expect of a Merlin, but it certainly seemed too small for a Peregrine (and was very streaky below and had an obviously banded tail to boot).  A Kestrel also flew up and tried to land on one of those huge power poles but failed (we think he got blown off), but that distracted us enough that we lost the Merlin Wannabe and therefore were unable to get better shots.  But after getting home and looking at the pics on the computer, it proved to indeed be a Merlin; with the wet weather and poor light, the dark area on the head looked more “hood-like” initially.

Distant Merlin

When we made the jog onto Mile 14, it was decision time again:  the weather was really pretty crummy and wasn’t conducive to running over to Estero to hike out for the Pauraque (that was the main target there), so we decided to continue road-birding Mile 14 to its terminus, then return and finish up Jara Chinas.  That turned out to be a great decision as we hadn’t gone far before a whole flock of Black-throated Sparrows showed off for the whole group!  Then as we continued, yet another Say’s Phoebe popped up and put on just a great show and giving great photo ops to boot!  (Something was telling us that this was our third Say’s Phoebe of the route, but none of us could remember where #2 supposedly was until, again, after going through the pictures, I remembered that we had two birds near the fancy homestead along County Line Road…)  One field had no less than five male Cardinals flopping around in it, and some Caracaras gave wonderful views!  After turning around at the ranch (the gang got a kick out of the gate artwork that looked like a guy was shooting a windmill J) one of the girls spotted a very cooperative Curve-billed Thrasher by the road, and another White-tailed Hawk posed nicely!

Say's Phoebe #3!

White-tailed Hawk

Curve-billed Thrasher

We decided to head home a little early as the gang wanted to do laundry, so we scooted after that.  The species list was a little bare compared to yesterday with only 43, but we certainly had some quality birds!  Bird list:

Northern Bobwhite

Eurasian Collared-Dove
Inca Dove
Mourning Dove
Greater Roadrunner
Killdeer
Long-billed Curlew
Turkey Vulture
Northern Harrier
Harris's Hawk
White-tailed Hawk
Red-tailed Hawk
Golden-fronted Woodpecker
Ladder-backed Woodpecker
Crested Caracara
American Kestrel
Eastern Phoebe
Say's Phoebe
Vermilion Flycatcher
Great Kiskadee
White-eyed Vireo
Loggerhead Shrike
Green Jay
Verdin
Horned Lark
Blue-gray Gnatcatcher
European Starling
Curve-billed Thrasher
Long-billed Thrasher
Northern Mockingbird
House Sparrow
Black-throated Sparrow
Lark Sparrow
Vesper Sparrow
Savannah Sparrow
Lincoln's Sparrow
Western Meadowlark
Red-winged Blackbird
Brewer's Blackbird
Great-tailed Grackle
Orange-crowned Warbler
Northern Cardinal
Pyrrhuloxia

Sharing the Valley With Friends, Part 1

2/10/20 

Richard and Barbara from Boston were on a return trip to the Valley (last time they had come with Massachusetts Audubon and stayed on a couple days), and this time they brought their friends Jeff and Sandy with them!  They had also rented a new Ford Explorer that could seat five and had all sorts of fancy gadgets (including a gear shift that was more like a dial), so like last time, we departed from the original itinerary and headed to Santa Ana first, as they (and particularly Jeff, as he was a raptor man) were very interested in trying for the Hook-billed Kites!

Once there we took the Tower Trail in order to get some other birds under our belts; an Altamira Oriole sat near the top of a tree, and I pointed out various vocalizations as we went along (mostly wintering stuff like Orange-crowned Warblers and Blue-gray Gnatcatchers).  Where the trail hugs Willow Lake, Barbara (I think it was) spotted a hawk sitting right above us that had me puzzled for a minute:  my first impression was a juvie Harris’ because of the russet wings, but I had never seen a juvie Harris’ so contrastingly light and dark in the face and underparts (he almost looked like a cross between a Harris’ and a Swainson’s)!  But once he flew there was no question, as the tail gave him away!  Our one and only White-tipped Dove gave us a quick look on the trail as well, and Barbara found an Olive Sparrow skulking in the mud, which Jeff had missed the day before, so he thankfully got to see this one!  At the lake a Belted Kingfisher flew overhead, but otherwise there weren’t any waterbirds about.

Richard and crew heading to the trails

 

Funky-looking young Harris' Hawk

Jeff on the Tower Trail

We dragged ourselves up the tower where another gentleman was already keeping watch (with an adult Harris’ “way over there”), and it wasn’t long before we spotted some Turkey Vultures flying low over the trees, and with then was a smaller raptor with a long, black-and-white-banded tail, and I thought for sure we had our Hookbill!  It was quite distant, but seemed to be circling closer, but I made the mistake of trying to get documentation photos instead of studying the bird more closely as it made its way over, as that little voice was saying, “Are you sure??”  (To be honest, the wings didn’t look quite right…)  Thankfully Richard got some identifiable shots, and the bird turned out to be a Gray Hawk! L  (Well, the guys, especially Jeff, were thrilled, but I was more than slightly embarrassed at the mis-ID…)  So we resumed our watch, and actually had some nice sightings:  a juvie White-tailed Hawk flew low overhead, and the funky juvie Harris’ Hawk blasted in, showing his very obvious Harris-like upperparts, regardless of what his underparts were saying!  After awhile another gentleman who was apparently leading a group spotted a suspicious bird and got his own scope on it, which by his description sure sounded good!  As usual, I couldn’t spot the thing, so the guy very graciously got my own scope on it to confirm it, and it was indeed a snazzy female Hook-billed Kite, with a lovely chestnut collar and underparts contrasting with the slaty upperparts!

The Gray Hawk that had me fooled at first... (© 2020 Richard Smith)

...and then the real deal (Hook-billed Kite) - distant, but sure!  (© 2020 Richard Smith)

Other folks wanted to come up, so since the maximum occupancy is only ten, we headed on down and retraced our route, picking up a very cooperative female Green Kingfisher back at the lake!  We then took the Chachalaca Trail over to the Willow Lake Trail, checking the lake quickly and adding Blue-winged and Green-winged Teal and Least Grebe to the list.  Our goal was to try and find Sue Ewan’s Screech Owl in the dry mesquite forest, but we dipped on him.  There was some talk about heading out to Pintail Lakes, but some of us were beat already, so we headed back to the parking lot, enjoying some Green Jays and an Altamira Oriole at the feeders, and some Inca Doves in the big lot! 

Female Green Kingfisher

In search of the elusive McCall's Screech Owl

Hey, you can't find 'em all!

  

We all thought Quinta Mazatlan would be a nice, easy place to bird after all that walking, but once again, I forgot that Quinta is closed on Mondays! L  So since Richard insisted that Jeff and Sandy (the latter who confessed to being a “Pink Hat Birder”, in reference to Bostonians who are only casually interested in the Red Sox J) do the “Pipit Thing”, we headed to Anzalduas, with a quick stop at Granjeño for the Burrowing Owls.  The wind was pretty bad, so I wasn’t holding out much hope, but after a bit Jeff finally spotted one down hear the bottom, just poking his head out, and everyone got great looks (while we fended off the friendly Bit Pulls… J)  A Turkey Vulture flew overhead, and Jeff watched as the owl watched that vulture, and poof – he was down in the rocks, never to be seen again!  We also had a nice show put on by a White-tailed Kite, which was thrilling!

Burrowing Owl

On to Anzalduas, where the hawks were definitely gone from the fields, and I thought the Say’s Phoebe might be, too, but Richard spotted him on the rope going across the spillway!  We parked in the usual spot, I played the flight call for Jeff and Sandy, and we headed out, enjoying great flocks of Western Meadowlarks (and hearing an Eastern in the distance)!  We were almost to the other side (and were actually looking at the mob of vultures and caracaras sitting on the field) when I heard the Pike! and Richard spotted him go up, then drop!  We all were able to spot the thing and get the scope on him, and eventually we were able to creep up and get cracking views and photos of at least four birds!  That was a treat, especially since Richard’s best shots from last time were of a wingless “missile bird” in flight, and a very fuzzy head peeking out of the grass!

Sprague's Pipit (my version)

Richard finally got his perfect shot!  (© 2020 Richard Smith)

Barbara in the Pipit Field

  

Wandering over to the river we enjoyed the coots and scaup, along with a few Gadwall, a pair of American Wigeon, and the female Ruddy Duck, but we couldn’t relocate the Eared Grebe.  So we headed back to the car, shooting a couple of cooperative Savannah Sparrows on the way.  We crawled around, spotting one of the Vermilion Flycatchers, and parked in the corner (where several other cars were already parked) and ran into Rick Nirschl, one of our local birders/leppers/oders who always seems to find the rare stuff! J  Today he was looking for odes and pointed out a Dusky Dancer to us that was sitting on a stick close to the bank.  Meanwhile we enjoyed the resident Osprey eating lunch, plus a Pied-billed Grebe, Least Grebe, and Common Gallinule next to the island.  I heard the Black Phoebe peep, so he ended up leading us on a merry chase back and forth along the waterfront!

Savannah Sparrow

Least Grebe

Osprey

Black Phoebe (© 2020 Richard Smith)

We continued crawling and eventually parked in the little lot where the dam is to look for the Rock Wren, and before long Rick and some other birders showed up as well, but the wren was not cooperative this time.  What was more exciting for my charges was the Snipe that kept flushing, and that Barbara was finally able to get a look at!  A Spotted Sandpiper flew in and landed on the floating barrier, and Rough-winged Swallows were swooping around, fooling all of us at one point:  what one of the guys thought was the wren up on the barbed wire turned out to be a swallow, and what I thought was the tittering Tropical Kingbird on a wire over in Mexico also turned out to be a swallow when it took off!  A Little Blue Heron was a nice addition as well.

Killdeer

The hunt for the Rock Wren...

We wrapped up there fairly quickly, adding a pair of White-tailed Kites harassing a Red-tailed Hawk on the way out, then decided to check out Wallace Road.  Again, the wind and time of day kept things down, but a flock of Lesser Goldfinches got away, while a Harrier rocked over the field and a beautiful adult White-tailed Hawk came our way and gave great looks!  The wetlands are always the most productive, and right away we had another juvenile hawk that turned out to be a Red-shouldered.  We enjoyed lots of Least Sandpipers, both flavors of cormorant and grebe, a flyover Sandhill Crane (with a game leg L), and even a mewing Yellow-bellied Sapsucker!  At one patch of mesquite a couple of titmice answered my pishing and put on a show, and a Roadrunner sat in an open area but didn’t stay put long enough for Richard’s camera (Richard thought he was being very rude… J)

Young Red-shouldered Hawk

We had a little time left before we had to head back, so we continued on to Laguna Seca Road, where right away we had three gorgeous Pyrrhuloxias!  A little further on near a ranch a little pishing brought up what I thought was a female Summer Tanager at first, but upon a closer look it turned out to be a female Painted Bunting!  (They’d be expected there in the summer, but not now!)  The Fuertes’ Redtail gave a brief look, and on some power poles we had a standard Redtail flanked by two Caracaras!

Pyrrhuloxia (© 2020 Richard Smith)

Female Painted Bunting, which should be gone in the winter!

Red-tailed Hawk

  

By that time we had to start heading back, so we headed down the “other” Laguna Seca Road that connects with US 281, and almost ran down a hen Turkey in the process!  That brought us up to 90 species for the day!  Bird list:

Blue-winged Teal

Northern Shoveler
Gadwall
American Wigeon
Green-winged Teal
Lesser Scaup
Ruddy Duck
Wild Turkey
Least Grebe
Pied-billed Grebe
Rock Pigeon
Eurasian Collared-Dove
Inca Dove
White-tipped Dove
Mourning Dove
Greater Roadrunner
Common Gallinule
American Coot
Sandhill Crane
Killdeer
Least Sandpiper
Wilson's Snipe
Spotted Sandpiper
Greater Yellowlegs
Lesser Yellowlegs
Neotropic Cormorant
Double-crested Cormorant
American White Pelican
Great Blue Heron
Great Egret
Snowy Egret
Little Blue Heron
Black Vulture
Turkey Vulture
Osprey
White-tailed Kite
Hook-billed Kite
Northern Harrier
Cooper's Hawk
Harris's Hawk
White-tailed Hawk
Gray Hawk
Red-shouldered Hawk
Red-tailed Hawk
Burrowing Owl
Belted Kingfisher
Green Kingfisher
Yellow-bellied Sapsucker
Golden-fronted Woodpecker
Ladder-backed Woodpecker
Crested Caracara
American Kestrel
Black Phoebe
Eastern Phoebe
Say's Phoebe
Vermilion Flycatcher
Great Kiskadee
Tropical Kingbird
White-eyed Vireo
Loggerhead Shrike
Green Jay
Black-crested Titmouse
Verdin
Horned Lark
Northern Rough-winged Swallow
Ruby-crowned Kinglet
Blue-gray Gnatcatcher
House Wren
Marsh Wren
Carolina Wren
European Starling
Curve-billed Thrasher
Long-billed Thrasher
Northern Mockingbird
House Sparrow
Sprague's Pipit
Lesser Goldfinch
Olive Sparrow
Savannah Sparrow
Western Meadowlark
Eastern Meadowlark
Altamira Oriole
Red-winged Blackbird
Great-tailed Grackle
Orange-crowned Warbler
Common Yellowthroat
Yellow-rumped Warbler
Northern Cardinal
Pyrrhuloxia
Painted Bunting

A Birding Break, Part 2

2/5/20 

Boy, what a change from the day before! L  The cold front came through with a vengeance, and thankfully we weren’t heading to a destination that involved a lot of hiking!  We headed west towards Starr County, and while the first planned stop was Salineño, it was actually misting by the time we got to the turnoff, so I decided to take us down the Chapeño Road where 15 Red-billed Pigeons had been reported the day before!  We crawled along the road going in just to make sure we didn’t miss any good thornscrub birds, but it was so windy that what did chirp just didn’t wanna come out (although a Caracara seemed to enjoy being blown around)!  We got to the bend in the road and saw a couple of other vehicles at the other end, which prompted the story of the owner of El Rio RV Park warning us (on a previous trip) not to go down to the boat ramp because there was some “activity” going on! L  Turned out to be other birders, who hadn’t seen hide nor feather of the pigeons, so we also turned around at the end, only to see the whole crowd in one of the vehicles pile out ahead of us and get their scope on something!  I immediately pulled up behind them and jumped out, asking the leader, “Did you find one?” to which he replied, “Oh, no – we’re from Seattle and this is our first day here, and everything’s new!”  (Turns out they had the scope on a Golden-fronted Woodpecker at the top of a pole… J) 

So since it had obviously stopped misting we headed back to Salineño, seeing a Javelina cross the road but dive into the scrub before Jan could get a picture (and wonder out loud if we’d ever see any more…).  Since Jan’s main interest was photography, we went straight to the feeders and spent about an hour there all bundled up – Lyn was a trooper, as it was freezing cold (especially when a gust went through, turning up little mini vortexes in the dust)!  But the feeders were going bonkers with the regulars:  Kiskadees were making repeated strafing runs at the peanut butter mixture, and we didn’t have to wait at all for Green Jays, Cardinals, Black-crested Titmice, and Altamira Orioles!  I was glad to see the Olive Sparrow come in, as Jan had missed that one the day before, and the Long-billed Thrasher also gave fleeting views.  Chachalacas kept to the back this time, along with hordes of redwings and grackles (there weren’t as many doves as usual, either).  The Ruby-crowned Kinglet was back (Mike confirmed that this was the first winter they had braved coming to the feeders), along with several Orange-crowned Warblers and a brief visit by a Bewick’s Wren.  Thankfully the male Ladder-backed Woodpecker put on a good show (another one we kept missing yesterday), and the Golden-fronted showed once or twice.  The Audubon’s Oriole hadn’t shown by the time my timer went off, but Jan was cold enough that he wanted to walk the trail to warm up, so down we went!

Orange-crowned Warbler

Altamira Oriole

"What're YOU lookin' at?!"

Immature

Great Kiskadee

Bewick's Wren

Red-winged Blackbirds

Olive Sparrow

House Sparrow

Green Jay

And exercise was about all we got, as the trail was pretty birdless!  Mike had told us where he had seen Barn Owls, so Jan was interested in taking a look; we scrambled up the hill and towards the area he described, but we didn’t see any owls (I didn’t really expect to, as another gentleman had gone up earlier and come back empty), but we did see an Osprey with breakfast on the way back!  A flyby Double-crested Cormorant was the only other bird we added until we got back to the car, when suddenly I heard the sad whistle and Scrub Jay-like shack of the Audubon’s!  Turns out there were four of them in the tree right overhead, but very uncooperative for pictures, so we decided to head back up to the feeders in hopes that that’s where they were headed!

Lyn and Jan at the cul-de-sac

Osprey

Jan shooting the Osprey

Chatting with other birders

It wasn’t long after we settled back in that the group from Seattle showed up, so we all enjoyed our lunches while the birds continued to enjoy theirs!  One newcomer that broke up the party was a Roadrunner who suddenly exploded from the side and went after something that was on one of the logs (don’t think he got it)!  Merle (I think it was) mentioned he had gotten a House Sparrow previously (the Roadrunner, not Merle J)…  But it wasn’t long before we heard the Audubon’s behind us, and suddenly he was there on the log, along with his mate (and yes, it was “Baldy”)!  The only regular we had missed was the Clay-colored Thrush, and indeed he returned just as we were leaving (we were already on the road when Mike called us back), but having gotten that bird in Costa Rica Jan was keen to check out the birds at a specific campsite at Falcon State Park that Mike had told us about!

Golden-fronted Woodpecker

Audubon's Oriole

"Baldy"

Ladder-backed Woodpecker

So we headed straight there, picking up a fleeing Gray Hawk going up the dirt road and a White-tailed Hawk after getting our pass at the state park, then found the campsite in question with a covey of Bobwhite in the guy’s “back yard”, scratching away (Jan likened it to the native dances he’d seen)!  An adult and immature White-crowned Sparrow were closer to the road, which I personally was thrilled about, while a Lincoln’s hopped around about halfway between the two birdy spots!  A truck had quietly come up behind us and was polite enough not to honk at me J, so we skedaddled over to the restrooms and parked, and while Lyn huddled in the car Jan and I walked back towards the campsite.  Suddenly we surprised a pair of Javelina in a vacant campsite, and I was a little concerned because the one (presumably the male) had his back hair raised a couple of times, but they calmed down and Jan was able to get his coveted shots!  (Another guy with a camera came past us, and Jan was nonplussed that he waved off the Javelina as though they were no big deal – they actually are pretty easy to see there…)  Back at the campsite we waited for the Bobwhite to come back, and this time they were joined by several Inca Doves and a single Common Ground Dove (that I discovered in the pictures later)!

White-crowned Sparrow doing the "Towhee Shuffle" while Jan comments on capturing the Bobwhite scratching away!

Said Bobwhite scratching away!

Lincoln's Sparrow

Jan shoots the Javelina (Collared Peccary) pair we surprised (below)!

  

It was almost time to leave, so we just cruised with what little time we had; not even a Pyrrhuloxia showed its face this time (and thankfully they had gotten that one in Arizona)!  But as we headed towards the boat ramp we spotted a Roadrunner right out Jan’s window, so I swung around and started messin’ with him, and definitely got a reaction (Lyn was especially taken with his red ear patch)!  He decided to sun for awhile, which was a behavior they had never seen, so that was fun!  After one last “mess” the bird came over to my side (right under the window, actually), then decided he had had enough and went running off into the brush…

Roadrunner

Sunning (note the fluffy back feathers)

Running away...

It was definitely time to go home after that with a meager 43 species for the day, but considering the blustery weather (and the sun was finally coming out by the time we had to leave L), it wasn’t bad – we did have some excellent quality encounters!  Bird list:

Plain Chachalaca

Northern Bobwhite
Rock Pigeon
Eurasian Collared-Dove
Inca Dove
White-tipped Dove
Mourning Dove
White-winged Dove
Greater Roadrunner
Double-crested Cormorant
Turkey Vulture
Osprey
Harris's Hawk
White-tailed Hawk
Red-tailed Hawk
Gray Hawk
Golden-fronted Woodpecker
Ladder-backed Woodpecker
Crested Caracara
American Kestrel
Great Kiskadee
Green Jay
Black-crested Titmouse
Verdin
Ruby-crowned Kinglet
Blue-gray Gnatcatcher
House Wren
Bewick's Wren
Long-billed Thrasher
Northern Mockingbird
European Starling
House Sparrow
Olive Sparrow
White-crowned Sparrow
Lincoln's Sparrow
Altamira Oriole
Audubon's Oriole
Red-winged Blackbird
Great-tailed Grackle
Orange-crowned Warbler
Common Yellowthroat
Yellow-rumped Warbler
Northern Cardinal