SF Christmas Bird Count – 183 species?

SF Christmas Bird Count – 183 species?

By Ilana DeBare
About 120 birders fanned out across the 15-mile diameter of the San Francisco Christmas Bird Count circle on Friday and set what could be a new record for the number of species in the SF count — 183.
That’s of course a preliminary number. It could change as count compilers Siobhan Ruck and Alan Hopkins pour through the data, and as more reports from count week trickle in.
(It looks like this year’s Oakland species count, which initially had been pegged at a record-setting 184, is being revised down to 182. So, San Franciscans, don’t get too cocky just yet!)
The weather was cooperative — dry and relatively warm. Some birds were also quite cooperative, including a Tropical Kingbird that posed for the South San Francisco count team, and a Burrowing Owl at Ocean Beach.
Tropical Kingbird sighted in South San Francisco. Photo by Ilana DeBare.Tropical Kingbird sighted in South San Francisco. Photo by Ilana DeBare.
Counting in South San Francisco.Counting in South San Francisco.
But others were painfully absent. Unless they show up on subsequent reports, this year’s count was notable for turning up no Cinnamon Teal, Green Heron,  or California Quail.
The absence of quail — the California state bird — is a particularly sad story. Their numbers in San Francisco have dwindled dramatically in recent years, due to loss of habit and predation by feral cats and off-leash dogs.
Some teams reported low numbers of individual birds in their area, despite the high species count. It will be interesting to see if this is borne out count-wide once the data is tallied — and if so, if it can be attributed to our extremely dry winter.
After the count, participants gathered for the traditional celebratory dinner at the Log Cabin of the Presidio. Many thanks to the Presidio Trust for providing this homey venue, complete with roaring fireplace, and for co-sponsoring the count!
CBC Dinner at the Log Cabin in the Presidio.CBC Dinner at the Log Cabin in the Presidio.
Siobhan Ruck and Alan Hopkins read down the list of likely birds. Photo by Jon Sieker.Siobhan Ruck and Alan Hopkins read down the list of likely birds. Photo by Jon Sieker.
CBC dinner / Photo by Lee KarneyCBC dinner / Photo by Lee Karney
Among the highlights cited by count teams:

  • Two Snowy Plovers (including one banded bird) at the Presidio, and 24 at Ocean Beach – good news for this threatened species.
  • A Clapper Rail at Heron’s Head Park.
  • Over 2,000 Western Sandpipers at the South San Francisco shoreline.
  • Fifty-four Western Bluebirds in the Crystal Springs area. (But no quail.)
  • A Long-tailed Duck and Harlequin Duck in Pacifica.
Claremont Canyon: Birding Hotspot

Claremont Canyon: Birding Hotspot

By Erica Rutherford
It started as an exercise routine. In the spring of 2009, my partner John Colbert and I began a daily brisk climb up the Claremont Canyon trail starting at Stonewall Road and ending at Panoramic Way, a 750-foot elevation gain in a distance of roughly 3/4 mile. Once at the top, we enjoyed the views and exploring various connecting trails at a more leisurely pace.
One day on reaching the top of the hill, John excitedly pointed out a singing California Thrasher perched atop a pine tree not 15 feet away. Although I’d never seen or heard of this bird before, its warbled song would over time become a frequent and familiar accompaniment on our hikes.
In the fall of that same year, we enrolled in Denise Wight’s Birding by Ear class offered by the Golden Gate Bird Alliance. Her teachings and those of other instructors have forever changed and enriched our outdoor experiences. I did not realize then that we would come to know the year-round residents of Claremont Canyon so well and happily anticipate its seasonal inhabitants and stopovers.
View of Claremont Canyon and the bay from Panoramic Ridge / Photo by Ken Cheetham/bapd.org/hamilton-gulch-long-sequence.html
California Thrasher at Claremont Canyon / Photo by John Colbert

Historical and Geographic Context

Claremont Canyon Regional Preserve came into being as a result of community activism in the 1970s that advocated for preservation of the Claremont watershed. The East Bay Regional Park District acquired the first 80 acres just east of U.C.’s Clark Kerr Campus in 1978, and later supplemented this acreage with acquisitions from individual landowners. The purchase of a 64-acre parcel including most of Gwin Canyon completed the preserve.
In earlier days, Claremont Canyon served as both a mail route for the Pony Express and a corridor for transcontinental telegraph lines, as well as a transportation route for horse and wagon travel between Oakland and Contra Costa County. At present, Claremont Canyon Regional Preserve is best known for its hiking/running trails and spectacular views of Oakland, Berkeley, San Francisco, the bay, and even the Farallones.
The first known inhabitants of the region were the Huchiun Ohlone Indians. The Huchiun inhabited the East Bay from Oakland to Richmond. They traveled between villages living off the land and used the canyon as a thoroughfare to valleys east in Contra Costa County.
Situated behind the Claremont Hotel, Claremont Canyon Regional Preserve is part of a larger 500-acre watershed for Claremont Creek.…

Oakland CBC nets over 180 species

Oakland CBC nets over 180 species

UPDATE:  As our compilers continue to review data from the count, it now seems like the total number of species sighted was 182, not 184. But there is more study under way. We’ll have final results in February.
By Ilana DeBare
The 73rd annual Oakland Christmas Bird Count  on Sunday brought beautiful weather, beautiful birds, and a record number of species — thanks to our friend the Painted Redstart.
About 250 people had signed up to count birds in the field or in their backyards, our biggest turnout ever.
And – even though we won’t have final results for another month or two – the preliminary count for the day was 184 species. That breaks last year’s record of 183!
One of those species was the Painted Redstart that had been found in an oak tree in a  Berkeley backyard in mid-November. The redstart drew birders and bird photographers from all over the Bay Area for a couple of weeks, a local avian celebrity.
But would the redstart be here for the CBC? Things didn’t look good when, five days before the count, in the midst of last week’s cold snap… it vanished.
Count compilers Dave Quady and Bob Lewis sent a team over to Woolsey Street on Sunday morning just to scout for the bird. They were prepared to stay as long as it took, all day if necessary.
But there it was, in its familiar oak tree.
“The group basically walked up to it first thing in the morning,” said Dave Quady. “Let’s hope it makes it through the winter and further.”
Gathering at San Pablo Dam Reservoir at sunrise – before the day started to warm up / Photo by Ilana DeBare
Barn Owl in palm tree on Telegraph Avenue / Photo by Bob Lewis
Among other highlights of the day (besides an absence of sideways rain):

  • A “Vega” form of Herring Gull and a Glaucous Gull, which shared the rare bird award for the day.
  • A Swainson’s Thrush, unusual for this time of year, reported in Moraga.
  • A Golden Eagle sighted eating a jackrabbit in Alameda.
  • Two separate pairs of Ruby-crowned Kinglets that were spotted wrestling, talon to talon.
  • Five river otters in the Briones Reservoir. (Okay, they’re not birds, but they are darn cool.)
Counting along the Emeryville shoreline / Photo by Peter Maiden

As Dave  reported on the East Bay Birds email list:

Other unusual species participants were happy to find included a handful of Snowy Plovers along the Alameda shoreline, a single Ruddy Turnstone that flew over San Leandro Bay, Surfbirds along Emeryville’s rocky shoreline, and three Red Knots at the end of the Albany Bulb.
New docent, returning owls

New docent, returning owls

By Raunak Bhinge
In spite of the large number of people using Cesar Chavez Park at the Berkeley Marina, the Burrowing Owls have again returned to winter in the northeast corner of the park. Just one day after Golden Gate Bird Alliance’s Burrowing Owl docent training session in late September, our youngest docent (age nine) spotted the first owl of the season.
All the new docents – including me – flocked to the park’s Art Installation Area to spot the new “Art” owl and talk about it to the public.  The second owl flew in more than a month later. Currently there are three owls, two at the Art Installation and one closer to I-80 near the Tom Bates soccer fields.
Many regular park visitors are aware of the wintering Burrowing Owls and start looking for the feathered arrivals each October. Other people read the signs that describe the owls and look for them but don’t see them. Still others walk past the Art Installation without knowing anything about our owl visitors. When docents are present, they provide these people with stunning views of the owls through scopes, binoculars and powerful cameras.
Burrowing Owl at Cesar Chavez Park / Photo by Doug Donaldson
This is why people need docents to help spot the owls! Photo by Doug Donaldson
November had many cold wintry days, and the gusty breeze at the marina only escalated the chill. The owls hunkered down in their burrows, almost invisible to most of the regular “owl spectators.” On some of the warmer days, the Art-area owl made brave appearances into the open, dancing along the northern rip-rap and foraging for rodents during the day. Those lucky enough to witness the owl in action went home with memories to cherish.
Shortly into this year’s docent season, we received some inspiring news. Last year, an injured owl had been found near Aquatic Park in Berkeley. It was taken to the Lindsay Wildlife Museum, where radiographs confirmed a simple, mid-diaphyseal fracture of the left humerus.  The fracture was pinned and wrapped. After a month of rehabilitation, the bird was banded and released at Chavez Park.
Recently Jay Holcomb at International Bird Rescue told us that this bird had been discovered alive and healthy in June by researcher Jamie Groves near Kuna, Idaho – more than 600 miles from Berkeley!
Jamie, who is studying parental/nesting behavior in Burrowing Owls for a master’s degree in Raptor Biology at Boise State University, wrote:

I banded this female, as well as her mate and their 7 nestlings (about 4 weeks old at banding). 

Birding through dementia

This is an excerpt from Why We Bird, a new book published this month by Golden Gate Bird Alliance.
By David C. Rice
For fifteen years I took annual bird trips with the hawk-guys [a group of friends who loved raptors]. Then Marty, my best friend in the group, in only his sixtieth year, suffered dementia. While he still could, we all wanted to take one last trip together.
Our first destination was the Diablo Range, east and south of San Jose. Just a ninety minute drive from where we lived, it still looked like the California of a hundred years ago; the slopes are too steep to develop into foothill ranchettes. Birders usually explore this area in the spring, when the breeding birds are loud and colorful, but I did not think our trip could wait that long. Marty already had trouble sharing thoughts and feelings, and his short-term memory was almost gone.
When we told him about the trip he was excited. He still wanted to see birds. John Baker wrote, “honest observation is [not] enough. The emotions and behavior of the watcher are also facts, and they must be truthfully recorded.” I wanted to go birding with Marty one last time, but I did not know what the trip would reveal.
American Dipper by Robin C. Pulich, from Why We Bird
Early the first morning at a roadside pull-out I estimated an extraordinary two hundred Western Bluebirds and three hundred Cedar Waxwings in the sky, in the tops of trees, and on the fence near our van. Many were feeding on mistletoe berries. Marty seemed to enjoy the big flocks. A few pull-outs later we learned that dementia had not impaired his ability to find birds. He was the one to spot a distant woodpecker halfway up a hill against the side of a burnt tree.  Later a Greater Roadrunner ran, paused, and ran again along the base of a cliff. I was glad to show it to him. He had seen roadrunners as a child in Southern California.
At one stop Marty tried to tell us that Native Americans had used buckeye seed pods to paralyze and then catch fish. He was looking at a buckeye tree as he talked but was unable to remember its name. It took us a while to figure out what he meant. After staring at the depth of his loss and my helplessness to do anything about it, I consoled myself with the thought that birding was a perfect activity for him today.…