Words On Birds 05-29-26

     Last week, I told you about the rare Kentucky warbler that was found in Rockport. Margo and I went more than once, along with tens of other birders, to find this bird. Each time we went, we did hear the bird, loud and clear, but got only fleeting glimpses of its movements through the thick vegetation.  The last time we went, we also got excellent views of the bird, and Margo got some great photos.  

 

     Few Kentucky warblers are spotted in any given year because it is a southern bird that only makes it here when it overshoots its range. When one does show up, it is a rare opportunity for birders to see this elusive bird.

 

     One such opportunity presented itself for Doug Chickering of Groveland some years ago, who wrote about his encounter with this skulking warbler:

 

     “There is a spot on the hellcat trail leading out to the old blind that has always seemed to be particularly productive. It is right after the north junction to the marsh loop, after the short flight of steps. Known by many as “Warbler corner”, Lois Cooper and I have always referred to it as “The Quiet Please Sign.” There used to be a wooden “quiet please” sign right where the boardwalk turns left. The sign was vandalized and removed many decades ago. This immediate area has a justified reputation as a consistent hotspot for migrants during spring and fall, with a special emphasis on Warblers and thrushes.

 

     “Yesterday… I spent well over two hours here; standing around, occasionally sitting on one of the stairs, accompanied by a handful of my birding friends waiting for that inconsiderate Kentucky Warbler to show itself. We knew that it was out there by its periodic unmistakable song. It moved all around us, completely unseen! Sometimes close, first on one side of the boardwalk, then the other and never very far away. Never betraying any movement; as if it were a disembodied song from another dimension.

 

     “I had frustrating encounters with Kentucky Warbler earlier this month and this one seemed intent on a repeat performance. Waiting was easy. The company was genial and the day was nice; and occasionally we could entertain ourselves with sightings of a Parula or Magnolia [Warbler] or tales of Warblers past. I had already abandoned this bird earlier in the morning but when three of my friends saw it, I returned determined to stick out until I got a look good enough to ID or darkness put an end to the attempt. It was a Plum island Life bird. Enough said.

 

     “The song rang out and I saw a flash of movement as a bird hopped up on a branch fairly deep in the underbrush. I picked up the movement and saw a Kentucky Warbler as it paused — just long enough for a positive look — before hopping behind a thicket of leaves. Finally I had it! Now there were only three warblers that I have seen in Massachusetts but not on Plum island, and furthermore it was Plum island life bird #329. As the years go by the number of possible Plum Island lifers dwindles. There was a time when 320 seemed unreachable and here I was on the threshold of 330. So close but so far. Still it could be a long wait.

 

     “Today, Lois and I joined Tom Wetmore up on the ocean platform at parking lot#1. He had told us that there were two pair of Piping Plovers visible from this vantage point and we decided to end our day by trying to find them. Once up on the platform we scanned the beach and the ocean. There were gulls, a distant but active band of feeding terns and a Common Loon, in full breeding plumage, but no Piping Plovers. Then suddenly as we looked and chatted I heard a strange cry of excitement from Tom as he scanned south down the beach.

 

     “GAAA!!” he cried out. “Ahh!” His presence of mind trying to overcome his excitement. Lois and turned south to look down the beach and finally Tom blurted out clearly, “Oystercatcher!! Oystercatcher, flying towards us.” My heart leaped. “American Oystercatcher has been my Plum Island Nemesis bird. Everyone I knew who had a relatively serious Plum Island list has already seen this species. I had chased after Oystercatcher sightings and rumors of Oystercatcher sightings for well over a decade, and finally now there it was just off the beach, about a foot above the water and heading north with an avian purpose. “I got it!” I followed the black and white bird with the long bright orange bill up the beach until we could see it no longer.

 

     “Back in 2001 I saw my Plum Island life bird #300 and #301 on consecutive days. And now it has happened again, 329 and 330 on consecutive days. The adventures of birding are mysterious and wonderful altogether.”

 

     Up to 6 oystercatchers have since become more regular on Plum Island with up to 6 seen this spring. Kentucky warblers continue to be rare sightings.