Below is a list and links to some of next weekend's nature trips and events around NYC.
Brooklyn Bird Club
Saturday, January 31st
Breezy Point, Queens (Focus: winter species, waterfowl, ducks, seabirds, gulls, and raptors)
Leader: Ron Bourque
Registrar: Marisa Wohl, email marisaw [at] earthlink.net or call (718) 596-0285 up to 9 PM
Registration period: Jan 20th - Jan 29th
Car Fee: $12.00
Linnaean Society of New York
Saturday, January 31st
Shinnecock, Long Island
Leader: Diana Teta
Registrar: Karen Asakawa (avocet501 [at] gmail.com).
Registration opens Monday 1/19
Ride: $50.
Trips normally are limited to 12-18 participants. To join a field trip with registration, contact the registrar (as early in the registration period as possible). Registration periods normally last two weeks. When a field trip is over-subscribed, members will have preference over nonmembers and drivers (whether or not members) willing to take others will have preference over everyone. Space permitting, nonmembers are welcome.
Urban Park Rangers
Saturday, Jan 31, 2009
Inwood Hill Park
Early Morning Eagle Watch
8:00 a.m.
Marine Park
Early Morning Birding
8:00 a.m.
Blue Heron Park Preserve
Birding
9:00 a.m.
Baisley Pond Park
Duck, Duck, Goose
11:00 a.m.
Fort Totten Park
Making Tracks
11:00 a.m.
Prospect Park
Winter Wonderland Hike
1:00 p.m.
Van Cortlandt Park
Winter Scavenger Hunt
1:00 p.m.
New York City Audubon Society
Sunday, February 1, 10:30am-4pm
Snow Birds of Floyd Bennett Field / Fort Tilden
Guide: Gabriel Willow
Winter brings many unique and rare birds to NYC that can’t be found here at any other time! Some of the most exciting are the “snow birds,” birds of the Arctic tundra which can occasionally be found in tundra-like habitats further south, such as Snow Buntings and Snowy Owls. We will travel to Floyd Bennett Field in search of these and other winter species (Horned Lark, Tree Sparrow, and Rough-legged Hawk are possible). We will then head to Fort Tilden and Breezy Point to look for wintering ducks, grebes, loons, and other seabirds. Bring lunch, water, and binoculars, and dress for the cold! Limited to 13.
$70 ($63 for DIRECT members)
Urban Park Rangers
Sunday, Feb 01, 2009
Cunningham Park
Snowshoeing Hike
10:00 a.m.
Inwood Hill Park
Birding 101
10:00 a.m.
Pelham Bay Park
Nature Photography Series: Landscapes
10:00 a.m.
Forest Park
Groundhog Day
12:00 p.m.
Central Park
Central Park History Tour
12:00 p.m.
Blue Heron Park Preserve
Tribute to Rodents
1:00 p.m.
Prospect Park
Animal Adaptations
1:00 p.m.
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Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Another Crossbill
This afternoon Doug called me from the Brooklyn Botanic Garden with another White-winged Crossbill sighting.
I debated (for about a minute) whether I really wanted to go back into the cold. It took me about 25 minutes to cut across Prospect Park, to the back entrance of the botanic garden. When I arrived at the stand of spruce and hemlocks that edge the Japanese Garden, nobody was around. I called Doug and asked, "How long after I hung up the phone did the bird take off?" He replied, "About 2 minutes." Doug, Bob and Rob Bates were several yards south of me, where the bird had flown. I caught up with them and walked the icy, slate path around the pond. At one point I heard the crossbill calling from the general vicinity where it was first observed. Doug and Bob decided to leave, but showed me exactly where it had been earlier. As they were pointing out the spot, I looked up the tree a little higher. There it was, prying open pine cones. This male bird's plumage seemed more on the orange side of the spectrum than usual. Adult males in Spring are brilliant red. Another odd characteristic of this particular bird was its lack of tail feathers (it's obvious near the end of the video). I pointed out that that was why he ended up back in the same tree, he can only fly in circles ;-)
I debated (for about a minute) whether I really wanted to go back into the cold. It took me about 25 minutes to cut across Prospect Park, to the back entrance of the botanic garden. When I arrived at the stand of spruce and hemlocks that edge the Japanese Garden, nobody was around. I called Doug and asked, "How long after I hung up the phone did the bird take off?" He replied, "About 2 minutes." Doug, Bob and Rob Bates were several yards south of me, where the bird had flown. I caught up with them and walked the icy, slate path around the pond. At one point I heard the crossbill calling from the general vicinity where it was first observed. Doug and Bob decided to leave, but showed me exactly where it had been earlier. As they were pointing out the spot, I looked up the tree a little higher. There it was, prying open pine cones. This male bird's plumage seemed more on the orange side of the spectrum than usual. Adult males in Spring are brilliant red. Another odd characteristic of this particular bird was its lack of tail feathers (it's obvious near the end of the video). I pointed out that that was why he ended up back in the same tree, he can only fly in circles ;-)
Too Cold for Me
Despite the 17 degree forecast, I pedaled over to the cemetery this morning. What was I thinking?
I love cycling, birds and nature (and I'm usually pretty resistant to the cold), but I only lasted about 90 minutes this morning. The inviting sunshine and crystal-clear arctic air had me rushing out the door, but my finger tips began to ache shortly after I stopped riding. I wanted to go home and make some hot chocolate.
I quietly tip-toed around when I was near the owl nest and managed to take a few photos of the sleeping raptor. Whenever I'm near her, I try to be as unobtrusive as possible, so I only stayed for a short time. She looked perfectly comfortable and toasty wrapped in her dense layer of feathers. When the sun peeked out around the edge of the tree, she tipped her face towards the warmth.
While I was in the cemetery, I also took a look at the Red-tailed Hawk nest, to see if they've begun refurbishing for the new season. It looked about the same since my last visit, but they should start work soon.
I still haven't found the perfect gloves for winter birding and cycling. I've been using fingerless gloves with a mitten flap, but they aren't warm enough once it gets down below 25 degrees. I may end up using a lot of hand warmers. If you have any suggestions, my fingers would appreciate it.
I love cycling, birds and nature (and I'm usually pretty resistant to the cold), but I only lasted about 90 minutes this morning. The inviting sunshine and crystal-clear arctic air had me rushing out the door, but my finger tips began to ache shortly after I stopped riding. I wanted to go home and make some hot chocolate.
I quietly tip-toed around when I was near the owl nest and managed to take a few photos of the sleeping raptor. Whenever I'm near her, I try to be as unobtrusive as possible, so I only stayed for a short time. She looked perfectly comfortable and toasty wrapped in her dense layer of feathers. When the sun peeked out around the edge of the tree, she tipped her face towards the warmth.
While I was in the cemetery, I also took a look at the Red-tailed Hawk nest, to see if they've begun refurbishing for the new season. It looked about the same since my last visit, but they should start work soon.
I still haven't found the perfect gloves for winter birding and cycling. I've been using fingerless gloves with a mitten flap, but they aren't warm enough once it gets down below 25 degrees. I may end up using a lot of hand warmers. If you have any suggestions, my fingers would appreciate it.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
More about Crossbills
Found a great link to a Wisconsin birder's posting on White-winged Crossbills.
"Mike's Birding and Digiscoping Blog" has a really good write-up, photos and this video about crossbills.
"Mike's Birding and Digiscoping Blog" has a really good write-up, photos and this video about crossbills.
Red-tailed Visitor
I just received an email from my friend, Janet, about a late day visitor to her fire escape.
Janet lives on the southwest side of Prospect Park. Her fire escape faces the park and she keeps well stock bird feeders outside the window. She has had some interesting birds visit the feeders, but I think this one was a first:
Date: January 24, 2009 12:16:51 AM EST
Subject: there's a Redtail sleeping on my fire escape
Hey Rob,
I thought you'd like this--there's a Red-tailed Hawk on my fire escape and he's (she?) been there since about 6 pm! Its after midnight now so it looks like he's spending the night. He's asleep.... Very cool!! I tried to get some shots while it was still light with my point and shoot!
Guess he thinks there might be a good early breakfast at our feeders :) I suggested putting some chopped squirrel in the feeders (not!!) Wonder if this is a one-night stand or whether he will return...
Check out Janet's website here.
Janet lives on the southwest side of Prospect Park. Her fire escape faces the park and she keeps well stock bird feeders outside the window. She has had some interesting birds visit the feeders, but I think this one was a first:
Date: January 24, 2009 12:16:51 AM EST
Subject: there's a Redtail sleeping on my fire escape
Hey Rob,
I thought you'd like this--there's a Red-tailed Hawk on my fire escape and he's (she?) been there since about 6 pm! Its after midnight now so it looks like he's spending the night. He's asleep.... Very cool!! I tried to get some shots while it was still light with my point and shoot!
Guess he thinks there might be a good early breakfast at our feeders :) I suggested putting some chopped squirrel in the feeders (not!!) Wonder if this is a one-night stand or whether he will return...
Check out Janet's website here.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Ongoing Central Park Trips
Biologist and former urban park ranger Bob DeCandido leads regular birding trips in Central Park.
This is from his website:
We currently offer two guided walks per week
* 9:00 a.m. Fridays at Conservatory Gardens at 105th Street and Fifth Avenue
* 9:00 a.m. Sundays at The Boathouse
The cost of the walks is $5. Walks last about three hours, but you're free to leave anytime. The Sunday walks will continue throughout the winter, and are only canceled for the most severe weather conditions.
This is from his website:
We currently offer two guided walks per week
* 9:00 a.m. Fridays at Conservatory Gardens at 105th Street and Fifth Avenue
* 9:00 a.m. Sundays at The Boathouse
The cost of the walks is $5. Walks last about three hours, but you're free to leave anytime. The Sunday walks will continue throughout the winter, and are only canceled for the most severe weather conditions.
Montauk Point Trip
The Queens County Bird Club has a trip to Montauk Point this Sunday.
From their website:
MONTAUK POINT
Great winter birds always greet us in Montauk. Dress warm, wear waterproof boots, bring hot drinks and lunch. Leaders Linda & Rick will meet participants at the Princess Diner, Southampton at 8 a.m. Carpooling is optional.
DATE: Sunday (!!), January 25, 2009
TIME & PLACE: 6:30 am Lower Alley Parking Lot (Winchester Boulevard) for carpooling or 8:00 a.m. Princess Diner, Southampton. It is recommended arrangements be made beforehand by e-mail or telephone.
TRIP LEADER: Linda & Rick Kedenburg (718-740-2052, 631-734-7144), kedenbird [at] optonline.net
From their website:
MONTAUK POINT
Great winter birds always greet us in Montauk. Dress warm, wear waterproof boots, bring hot drinks and lunch. Leaders Linda & Rick will meet participants at the Princess Diner, Southampton at 8 a.m. Carpooling is optional.
DATE: Sunday (!!), January 25, 2009
TIME & PLACE: 6:30 am Lower Alley Parking Lot (Winchester Boulevard) for carpooling or 8:00 a.m. Princess Diner, Southampton. It is recommended arrangements be made beforehand by e-mail or telephone.
TRIP LEADER: Linda & Rick Kedenburg (718-740-2052, 631-734-7144), kedenbird [at] optonline.net
Urban Park Ranger Walks
This weekend (Jan.24 & 25) the New York City Urban Park Rangers have a series of free walks:
Saturday, Jan 24, 2009
Inwood Hill Park
Early Morning Eagle Watch
8:00 a.m.
Marine Park
Early Morning Birding
8:00 a.m.
Van Cortlandt Park
Winter Waterfowl
10:00 a.m.
Alley Pond Park
Ponds of the Park: Part 1 - Alley Pond Park
11:30 a.m. - 1:30 p.m.
Central Park
Foul Feathers and Furry Friends
1:00 p.m.
High Rock Park
Park to Park: Moses Mountain
1:00 p.m.
Prospect Park
Forever Evergreen
1:00 p.m.
Pelham Bay Park
Seal-Shore Safari
1:00 p.m.
Sunday, Jan 25, 2009
Marine Park
Composting 101 at the Salt Marsh
11:00 a.m.
Forest Park
The Four Elements of Survival: Part 2
12:00 p.m.
Central Park
Composting with the Rangers
1:00 p.m.
Van Cortlandt Park
Wilderness Awareness and Survival
1:00 p.m.
Saturday, Jan 24, 2009
Inwood Hill Park
Early Morning Eagle Watch
8:00 a.m.
Marine Park
Early Morning Birding
8:00 a.m.
Van Cortlandt Park
Winter Waterfowl
10:00 a.m.
Alley Pond Park
Ponds of the Park: Part 1 - Alley Pond Park
11:30 a.m. - 1:30 p.m.
Central Park
Foul Feathers and Furry Friends
1:00 p.m.
High Rock Park
Park to Park: Moses Mountain
1:00 p.m.
Prospect Park
Forever Evergreen
1:00 p.m.
Pelham Bay Park
Seal-Shore Safari
1:00 p.m.
Sunday, Jan 25, 2009
Marine Park
Composting 101 at the Salt Marsh
11:00 a.m.
Forest Park
The Four Elements of Survival: Part 2
12:00 p.m.
Central Park
Composting with the Rangers
1:00 p.m.
Van Cortlandt Park
Wilderness Awareness and Survival
1:00 p.m.
Happy Ending for a Brooklyn Hawk
In 2003, Prospect Park's newest resident Red-tailed Hawks, "Big Mama" and her mate, "Split-tail", moved to a new nest. They went from the busy location above the 3rd Street crosswalk to the relatively secluded North Zoo Woods. Unfortunately, their offspring that year had serious problems.
They hatched three young, but as their fledge date approached, I realized something was wrong with at least two of the eyasses. They had developed a condition called "frounce". If left untreated, they birds would die. The next morning morning I received a call that two of the three young hawks were found wandering on the sidewalk at the adjacent Flatbush Avenue. They were taken to a rehabilitator, but one bird eventually died. The second recovered, but was unreleasable as he was unable to hunt on his own. The Prospect Park Zoo created a small aviary where this hawk has lived since 2003. The third eyass was healthy, became independent and moved out of the park.
I thought that would be the end of the story, but the following email was forwarded to me by my friend Peter. It is the best ending to the story I could ever hope for:
From: Debbie Dieneman Keim
Date: January 21, 2009
Subject: PPZ Red tail hawk
I wanted to let you know that the red tail hawk (Manipi) that was born in Prospect and ended up at the zoo is now on his own in the wild in Florida. Our exhibit here at the zoo needed changing, so the hawk was sent to a rehab center in Fla. Shortly after he arrived they noticed that he was able to hunt and catch his own food. They monitored him and eventually decided to release him into the wild a few weeks ago. [...]
Debbie Dieneman Keim
Coordinator of Volunteers
ProspectPark Zoo
They hatched three young, but as their fledge date approached, I realized something was wrong with at least two of the eyasses. They had developed a condition called "frounce". If left untreated, they birds would die. The next morning morning I received a call that two of the three young hawks were found wandering on the sidewalk at the adjacent Flatbush Avenue. They were taken to a rehabilitator, but one bird eventually died. The second recovered, but was unreleasable as he was unable to hunt on his own. The Prospect Park Zoo created a small aviary where this hawk has lived since 2003. The third eyass was healthy, became independent and moved out of the park.
I thought that would be the end of the story, but the following email was forwarded to me by my friend Peter. It is the best ending to the story I could ever hope for:
From: Debbie Dieneman Keim
Date: January 21, 2009
Subject: PPZ Red tail hawk
I wanted to let you know that the red tail hawk (Manipi) that was born in Prospect and ended up at the zoo is now on his own in the wild in Florida. Our exhibit here at the zoo needed changing, so the hawk was sent to a rehab center in Fla. Shortly after he arrived they noticed that he was able to hunt and catch his own food. They monitored him and eventually decided to release him into the wild a few weeks ago. [...]
Debbie Dieneman Keim
Coordinator of Volunteers
ProspectPark Zoo
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Bird Surprises
On Sunday I went over to The Cemetery of the Evergreens with my friends Peter and Mary. We were scouting the area for a birding trip I'll be leading in the early Spring. It will include Highland Park, the Ridgewood Reservoir and the cemetery. I've been meaning to explore "The Evergreens" for the last year. We certainly picked a fine day that included a couple of surprises.
It had snowed overnight. A light, fluffy, white mantle covered every twig on every branch on every tree. The winds were calm and the snow deadened all sounds. It was a surreal, magical landscape in the cemetery. The sun broke through the clouds briefly while we trudged up and down the snow covered hillsides.
We spotted a pair of Red-tailed Hawks flying low through the trees. Nearby, at Mt. Magnolia, I noticed a nest close to the top of a tree. It was large enough to be a red-tail nest. One of the two birds flew off to our right. Mary and I got him in our bins and said, almost in unison, "Where's his belly-band?" It was the first time that I've ever seen a Red-tailed Hawk without the dark brown streaks across the belly. Had we not seen his signature red tail, I would have been completely confused.
The morning had been pretty uneventful up to that point. There wasn't much bird activity and we spent more time looking at animal tracks in the snow. We returned to Peter's car to drive around the cemetery one last time before leaving. Near the northern boundary of the cemetery we spotted a few stands of conifers. We had been checking for signs of owls, so we decided to park the car and give it a look. Mary had walked a short distance ahead of Peter and I. After a moment she said something like, "Hey guys, I have some interesting birds at the tops of these pines." The first thing I noticed was that they were prying open pine cones to eat the seeds. CROSSBILLS! It was a flock of White-winged Crossbills. Peter and I began running across the field.
The White-winged Crossbill is known as an irruptive species. They are normally found in the far north, but occasionally conditions will force these birds into New York City in search of food. This is one of those years. I've seen them several times in the Adirondacks and once, in 1991, at Fort Tilden, here in Brooklyn. There were 26 individuals in the flock at the cemetery hyperactively moving from cone to cone. I attempted to take some photos of the flock. In the process I gained new found respect for wildlife photographers. Twenty-six hyperactive birds and, seemingly, all the time in the world, yet I could only manage a few poorly exposed, badly composed, noisy, blurry images. This one was the best of the lot.
We alternately watched the birds, sent out text messages and called friends. After about 15 minutes the flock took off, heading south. They were never relocated in the cemetery.
When I spoke to Marge about the crossbills, I suggested that Green-Wood Cemetery might be a good place to look for them. In fact, I think Green-Wood has many more conifers than the Cemetery of the Evergreens (go figure). This morning she called and asked if I wanted to join her at Green-Wood. I had work to do, but decided I should take about an hour break at noon, anyway, so ... you get the picture.
At the cemetery we ran into Mary's friend, Kevin, who joined us for the winter finch hunt. We were striking out and I was watching the clock when I saw Marge motioning to us. She had stumbled on our favorite owl; always a nice consolation prize. After a couple of minutes we walked back to the road and headed towards Marge's car. I heard Kevin, unexpectedly say, "There's another one." It wasn't just another owl, it was an owl sitting on a nest! We were stunned, to say the least. Ever since a dead owl was found in 2007, we had assumed that there was only one left in the cemetery.
Bobby, the head of security, came by to see. Marge also contacted the head of groundskeeping, to make sure nobody inadvertently disturbs the nest. Some birders may not like the idea that I put this information on the Internet. In most cases, I would agree with them, but this is different. Green-Wood Cemetery encompasses 478 acres of meadows, woods and ponds. It is surrounded by a 10 foot high, wrought iron fence and protected by a private security company 24 hours a day. The seemingly endless, twisting roads are enough to confuse even the most directionally adept individuals. It's safe to say that those two owls (and hopefully their owlets) are the most well protected birds in the city.
It had snowed overnight. A light, fluffy, white mantle covered every twig on every branch on every tree. The winds were calm and the snow deadened all sounds. It was a surreal, magical landscape in the cemetery. The sun broke through the clouds briefly while we trudged up and down the snow covered hillsides.
We spotted a pair of Red-tailed Hawks flying low through the trees. Nearby, at Mt. Magnolia, I noticed a nest close to the top of a tree. It was large enough to be a red-tail nest. One of the two birds flew off to our right. Mary and I got him in our bins and said, almost in unison, "Where's his belly-band?" It was the first time that I've ever seen a Red-tailed Hawk without the dark brown streaks across the belly. Had we not seen his signature red tail, I would have been completely confused.
The morning had been pretty uneventful up to that point. There wasn't much bird activity and we spent more time looking at animal tracks in the snow. We returned to Peter's car to drive around the cemetery one last time before leaving. Near the northern boundary of the cemetery we spotted a few stands of conifers. We had been checking for signs of owls, so we decided to park the car and give it a look. Mary had walked a short distance ahead of Peter and I. After a moment she said something like, "Hey guys, I have some interesting birds at the tops of these pines." The first thing I noticed was that they were prying open pine cones to eat the seeds. CROSSBILLS! It was a flock of White-winged Crossbills. Peter and I began running across the field.
The White-winged Crossbill is known as an irruptive species. They are normally found in the far north, but occasionally conditions will force these birds into New York City in search of food. This is one of those years. I've seen them several times in the Adirondacks and once, in 1991, at Fort Tilden, here in Brooklyn. There were 26 individuals in the flock at the cemetery hyperactively moving from cone to cone. I attempted to take some photos of the flock. In the process I gained new found respect for wildlife photographers. Twenty-six hyperactive birds and, seemingly, all the time in the world, yet I could only manage a few poorly exposed, badly composed, noisy, blurry images. This one was the best of the lot.
We alternately watched the birds, sent out text messages and called friends. After about 15 minutes the flock took off, heading south. They were never relocated in the cemetery.
When I spoke to Marge about the crossbills, I suggested that Green-Wood Cemetery might be a good place to look for them. In fact, I think Green-Wood has many more conifers than the Cemetery of the Evergreens (go figure). This morning she called and asked if I wanted to join her at Green-Wood. I had work to do, but decided I should take about an hour break at noon, anyway, so ... you get the picture.
At the cemetery we ran into Mary's friend, Kevin, who joined us for the winter finch hunt. We were striking out and I was watching the clock when I saw Marge motioning to us. She had stumbled on our favorite owl; always a nice consolation prize. After a couple of minutes we walked back to the road and headed towards Marge's car. I heard Kevin, unexpectedly say, "There's another one." It wasn't just another owl, it was an owl sitting on a nest! We were stunned, to say the least. Ever since a dead owl was found in 2007, we had assumed that there was only one left in the cemetery.
Bobby, the head of security, came by to see. Marge also contacted the head of groundskeeping, to make sure nobody inadvertently disturbs the nest. Some birders may not like the idea that I put this information on the Internet. In most cases, I would agree with them, but this is different. Green-Wood Cemetery encompasses 478 acres of meadows, woods and ponds. It is surrounded by a 10 foot high, wrought iron fence and protected by a private security company 24 hours a day. The seemingly endless, twisting roads are enough to confuse even the most directionally adept individuals. It's safe to say that those two owls (and hopefully their owlets) are the most well protected birds in the city.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Another Section of Brooklyn Coastline
Last weekend I did some exploring on bike along the (in)famous Gowanus Canal. I ended up in Red Hook and checked out a tiny park-like area behind the Ikea, then down the Columbia Street Pier. Towards the end of the day I headed along the eastern side of the canal and down to the old Bush Terminal piers below Sunset Park.
The Gowanus Canal has a long and sordid past, but was originally a marsh and wetland. In 1776, during the Battle for Brooklyn, several of Washington's troops died trying to cross the Gowanus to escape the advancing British troops. Up until 1999, most people believed that merely dipping a toe into the canal's toxic soup was enough to kill you. Fortunately, an old flushing tunnel designed to circulate fresh water via Buttermilk Channel was repaired and the toxic sludge that had accumulated on the bottom was removed.
My usual perspective of the canal is from the "F" train as it crosses high above the water on the Independent Line Viaduct. Low, flat-roofed warehouses and factories lining the Gowanus are a favorite roost for winter gulls and I've been curious what other wildlife might exist around the Red Hook waterway.
Much of the scenery that surrounds the water is interesting, at best, and an eyesore to many. (For an excellent walking tour, check out Forgotten NY.) Starting on Butler Street, at the "Gowanus Pumping Station and Flushing Tunnel", then along the east side of the canal to Gowanus Bay I had limited access to the waterway. There were the bridges (Union Street Bridge, Carroll Street Bridge, 3rd Street Bridge and 9th Street Bridge) and two dead-end, trash strew streets (Degraw and Sackett Streets). Finally, the parking lots at Lowes and Pathmark offered wide views. From the edge of the canal one can scan the Independent Line Viaduct, the Gowanus Expressway Viaduct, a metal recycling plant, oil storage facility and cement mixing company. The next access to the water along the eastern route wasn't until I'd pedaled all the way to 28th Street and 2nd Avenue; over a mile away. Most of the canal route is blocked by large, warehouse-type buildings and "No Trespassing" signs.
It was low-tide when I arrived at the northern end of the canal. Water was flowing out of the flushing tunnel and Ring-billed Gulls were foraging in any exposed mud banks. Perhaps in the Spring I'll find migrating shorebirds in those mud banks. A small flock of black ducks and Mallards found food in the water near Degraw Street and dabbled in the flowing stream.
From the western side of the canal I rode down Bond Street to where the waterway makes a ninety-degree turn in the direction of Smith Street. The one open lot that I can see from the subway viaduct is surrounded by a high chainlink fence. A warehouse between Nelson and Huntington Street is a favorite winter roost for gulls and many were flying to and from the Gowanus Bay. There was no access to the water for the next mile and I continued to the new Ikea store, next to Red Hook Park.
The Ikea property has a small park at the edge of the water. It is mainly grass habitat with borders of ornamental fountain grass and small, fruiting shrubs. A long pier extends out into the bay, but is closed to the public. Buffleheads were the most numerous waterfowl and flocks of gulls roosted on barges anchored at the Erie Basin facility across the way. I came back to this area the following weekend and found a Lesser Black-backed Gull roosting among the more common gulls.
The Columbia Street pier is a public space that extends nearly half a mile into Gowanus Bay. It is the best place to view the water, as well as, the terminal moraine that slopes up from the coast to Park Slope, Green-Wood Cemetery and Sunset Park. It is the view that advancing British troops would have had as they pursued George Washington and his troops during the Battle for Brooklyn.
The pier's railing was lined with Ring-billed Gulls. On the water there were scattered cormorant, Gadwall, American Wigeon, American Black Duck, Mallard, scaup, Bufflehead and Red-breasted Merganser; the most birds I had seen all day. I could barely make out other birds within the protection of the piers on the opposite shore or perched on rotting, wood pilings. I headed back to the other side and towards Bush Terminal.
I rode passed the NYC Metropolitan Detention Ceter (aka "Jail"), where there is a very limited view of the water near a large parking lot. I saw Canvasback at this location several years ago. Maybe they were visiting a family member. The roadway in this area of old Brooklyn is treacherous for cycling. There are sections of remnant cobblestone and patchwork asphalt bisected by old freight lines. I've been waiting for all the snow and ice to melt before attempting this section again.
I need to be very clear about one small detail. The Bush Terminal property is accessible by permission ONLY. I, very naively, rode passed a guardhouse, waved at the security guard and kept going. He probably thought I worked there and didn't stop me. This is not something I recommend if you plan to explore the area. I have since returned, but with permission from the NYC Economic Development Corporation, the agency that controls it.
Most of the piers are either in a state of near collapse or have been reclaimed by nature. Between 46th Street and 51st Street, along Marginal Road are the beginnings of new coastal habitat. Where there was once concrete slabs supported by wooden pilings are now earth, grass, shrubs and trees. A small pond has formed between two piers. The largest flock of wigeons that I've ever seen in NYC were coming in to roost at that pond. A Killdeer ran along the shore near a flock of resting Gadwall. The following week I spotted a Red-tailed Hawk. It perched in an Ailanthus tree with the Statue of Liberty in view just over his shoulder. There has been much political wrangling over this area for many years. Some want to turn it into luxury housing and a city park. It might serve more long-term goals if it were left to return to nature and any new housing be built for the average person.
The Gowanus Canal has a long and sordid past, but was originally a marsh and wetland. In 1776, during the Battle for Brooklyn, several of Washington's troops died trying to cross the Gowanus to escape the advancing British troops. Up until 1999, most people believed that merely dipping a toe into the canal's toxic soup was enough to kill you. Fortunately, an old flushing tunnel designed to circulate fresh water via Buttermilk Channel was repaired and the toxic sludge that had accumulated on the bottom was removed.
My usual perspective of the canal is from the "F" train as it crosses high above the water on the Independent Line Viaduct. Low, flat-roofed warehouses and factories lining the Gowanus are a favorite roost for winter gulls and I've been curious what other wildlife might exist around the Red Hook waterway.
Much of the scenery that surrounds the water is interesting, at best, and an eyesore to many. (For an excellent walking tour, check out Forgotten NY.) Starting on Butler Street, at the "Gowanus Pumping Station and Flushing Tunnel", then along the east side of the canal to Gowanus Bay I had limited access to the waterway. There were the bridges (Union Street Bridge, Carroll Street Bridge, 3rd Street Bridge and 9th Street Bridge) and two dead-end, trash strew streets (Degraw and Sackett Streets). Finally, the parking lots at Lowes and Pathmark offered wide views. From the edge of the canal one can scan the Independent Line Viaduct, the Gowanus Expressway Viaduct, a metal recycling plant, oil storage facility and cement mixing company. The next access to the water along the eastern route wasn't until I'd pedaled all the way to 28th Street and 2nd Avenue; over a mile away. Most of the canal route is blocked by large, warehouse-type buildings and "No Trespassing" signs.
It was low-tide when I arrived at the northern end of the canal. Water was flowing out of the flushing tunnel and Ring-billed Gulls were foraging in any exposed mud banks. Perhaps in the Spring I'll find migrating shorebirds in those mud banks. A small flock of black ducks and Mallards found food in the water near Degraw Street and dabbled in the flowing stream.
From the western side of the canal I rode down Bond Street to where the waterway makes a ninety-degree turn in the direction of Smith Street. The one open lot that I can see from the subway viaduct is surrounded by a high chainlink fence. A warehouse between Nelson and Huntington Street is a favorite winter roost for gulls and many were flying to and from the Gowanus Bay. There was no access to the water for the next mile and I continued to the new Ikea store, next to Red Hook Park.
The Ikea property has a small park at the edge of the water. It is mainly grass habitat with borders of ornamental fountain grass and small, fruiting shrubs. A long pier extends out into the bay, but is closed to the public. Buffleheads were the most numerous waterfowl and flocks of gulls roosted on barges anchored at the Erie Basin facility across the way. I came back to this area the following weekend and found a Lesser Black-backed Gull roosting among the more common gulls.
The Columbia Street pier is a public space that extends nearly half a mile into Gowanus Bay. It is the best place to view the water, as well as, the terminal moraine that slopes up from the coast to Park Slope, Green-Wood Cemetery and Sunset Park. It is the view that advancing British troops would have had as they pursued George Washington and his troops during the Battle for Brooklyn.
The pier's railing was lined with Ring-billed Gulls. On the water there were scattered cormorant, Gadwall, American Wigeon, American Black Duck, Mallard, scaup, Bufflehead and Red-breasted Merganser; the most birds I had seen all day. I could barely make out other birds within the protection of the piers on the opposite shore or perched on rotting, wood pilings. I headed back to the other side and towards Bush Terminal.
I rode passed the NYC Metropolitan Detention Ceter (aka "Jail"), where there is a very limited view of the water near a large parking lot. I saw Canvasback at this location several years ago. Maybe they were visiting a family member. The roadway in this area of old Brooklyn is treacherous for cycling. There are sections of remnant cobblestone and patchwork asphalt bisected by old freight lines. I've been waiting for all the snow and ice to melt before attempting this section again.
I need to be very clear about one small detail. The Bush Terminal property is accessible by permission ONLY. I, very naively, rode passed a guardhouse, waved at the security guard and kept going. He probably thought I worked there and didn't stop me. This is not something I recommend if you plan to explore the area. I have since returned, but with permission from the NYC Economic Development Corporation, the agency that controls it.
Most of the piers are either in a state of near collapse or have been reclaimed by nature. Between 46th Street and 51st Street, along Marginal Road are the beginnings of new coastal habitat. Where there was once concrete slabs supported by wooden pilings are now earth, grass, shrubs and trees. A small pond has formed between two piers. The largest flock of wigeons that I've ever seen in NYC were coming in to roost at that pond. A Killdeer ran along the shore near a flock of resting Gadwall. The following week I spotted a Red-tailed Hawk. It perched in an Ailanthus tree with the Statue of Liberty in view just over his shoulder. There has been much political wrangling over this area for many years. Some want to turn it into luxury housing and a city park. It might serve more long-term goals if it were left to return to nature and any new housing be built for the average person.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Urban Park Ranger Walks
This weekend (Jan.17 & 18) the New York City Urban Park Rangers have a series of free walks:
Saturday, Jan 17, 2009
Inwood Hill Park
Early Morning Eagle Watch
8:00 A.M.
Marine Park
Early Morning Birding
8:00 A.M.
Pelham Bay Park
Who, Who Do You See?
11:00 A.M.
Central Park
Forever Wild
12:00 P.M.
Fort Greene Park
Journey Through Time
1:00 P.M.
Marine Park
Winter Scavenger Hunt
1:00 P.M.
Fort Totten Park
Local History Club
3:00 P.M.
Cunningham Park
Denizens Of The Dark
4:30 P.M.
Sunday, Jan 18, 2009
High Rock Park
Birding
9:00 A.M.
Fort Totten Park
Woodpecker Walk
10:00 A.M.
Flushing Meadows/Corona Pk
Duck, Duck, Goose
10:00 A.M.
Inwood Hill Park
Crafty Nature
10:00 A.M.
Blue Heron Park Preserve
Winter Survival
1:00 P.M.
Central Park
Nuts About Squirrels
1:00 P.M.
Pelham Bay Park
On The Right Track
1:00 P.M.
Saturday, Jan 17, 2009
Inwood Hill Park
Early Morning Eagle Watch
8:00 A.M.
Marine Park
Early Morning Birding
8:00 A.M.
Pelham Bay Park
Who, Who Do You See?
11:00 A.M.
Central Park
Forever Wild
12:00 P.M.
Fort Greene Park
Journey Through Time
1:00 P.M.
Marine Park
Winter Scavenger Hunt
1:00 P.M.
Fort Totten Park
Local History Club
3:00 P.M.
Cunningham Park
Denizens Of The Dark
4:30 P.M.
Sunday, Jan 18, 2009
High Rock Park
Birding
9:00 A.M.
Fort Totten Park
Woodpecker Walk
10:00 A.M.
Flushing Meadows/Corona Pk
Duck, Duck, Goose
10:00 A.M.
Inwood Hill Park
Crafty Nature
10:00 A.M.
Blue Heron Park Preserve
Winter Survival
1:00 P.M.
Central Park
Nuts About Squirrels
1:00 P.M.
Pelham Bay Park
On The Right Track
1:00 P.M.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Flushing Meadow Nature Walks
This year I've decided to include upcoming nature events on my blog. If your group has nature walks, talks or other events open to the public that you'd like posted on The City Birder, just post a note in the comments.
The Flushing Meadows Corona Park Conservancy presents:
WINTER WILLOW LAKE WALK - led by the NYC Dept of Parks, Urban Rangers
Observe birds that winter over at Willow Lake
Sunday, January 18 at 10Am (Tour is about 90 minutes)
Meet at Al Mauro Park, 73 Terrace & Park Drive East
For Information: 718 539-8462
The Flushing Meadows Corona Park Conservancy presents:
WINTER WILLOW LAKE WALK - led by the NYC Dept of Parks, Urban Rangers
Observe birds that winter over at Willow Lake
Sunday, January 18 at 10Am (Tour is about 90 minutes)
Meet at Al Mauro Park, 73 Terrace & Park Drive East
For Information: 718 539-8462
Saturday, January 10, 2009
My Favorite Owl
Marge relocated the cemetery Great Horned Owl. I went back with her the next day and was able to take some nice photos.
Most owls are very good at remaining hidden, but this one has managed to elude us for the better part of three years. I never divulge the exact locations of the owls that I observe around the city and rarely even mention the park. In the case of the cemetery owl, I feel confident that even though I've revealed that it is in Green-Wood Cemetery, you'll still never find him. We've also made it a point to tell the 24 hour security patrols and landscape management department about the owl and the importance of protecting him. On Thursday, while I was taking some pictures, Marge drove to the main office and lead Bobby, the head of security, back to see Bubo virginianus. On the surface, Bobby is a stereotypical tough, retired NYC Sergeant of Detectives and I imagine that he has seen just about everything in this city that never sleeps. As he peered into my scope I watched his cool, restrained expression change dramatically. His eyes widened like saucers, as if he was mimicking the owl. He said, "How did you manage to see him?!" Even he was affected by the sight of this magnificent bird.
Several years ago I read an interesting book by Bernd Heinrich entitled, "One Man's Owl". There are some challenging, as well as, very funny moments during the author's three years with a Great Horned Owl. After reading the book, the word "Bubo" still evokes images of this powerful hunter visiting the author's cabin and gently tapping on his bedroom window.
Most owls are very good at remaining hidden, but this one has managed to elude us for the better part of three years. I never divulge the exact locations of the owls that I observe around the city and rarely even mention the park. In the case of the cemetery owl, I feel confident that even though I've revealed that it is in Green-Wood Cemetery, you'll still never find him. We've also made it a point to tell the 24 hour security patrols and landscape management department about the owl and the importance of protecting him. On Thursday, while I was taking some pictures, Marge drove to the main office and lead Bobby, the head of security, back to see Bubo virginianus. On the surface, Bobby is a stereotypical tough, retired NYC Sergeant of Detectives and I imagine that he has seen just about everything in this city that never sleeps. As he peered into my scope I watched his cool, restrained expression change dramatically. His eyes widened like saucers, as if he was mimicking the owl. He said, "How did you manage to see him?!" Even he was affected by the sight of this magnificent bird.
Several years ago I read an interesting book by Bernd Heinrich entitled, "One Man's Owl". There are some challenging, as well as, very funny moments during the author's three years with a Great Horned Owl. After reading the book, the word "Bubo" still evokes images of this powerful hunter visiting the author's cabin and gently tapping on his bedroom window.
Friday, January 02, 2009
First Ride of the New Year
I can't believe another year is behind me. The good news is that it's the start of 12 more months of urban nature discoveries. This year I've decided to combine my New York City birding and nature exploring with as much cycling as possible (excluding blizzards, hurricanes and tornadoes). New Year's day I just did a little walking around Prospect Park in the blustery weather, but on the 2nd I hopped on my bicycle early in the morning. I rode south, to Gravesend Bay, then over to Dreier-Offerman Park. It was pretty cold and I got hit with some snow and freezing rain on my way back.
On New Years Day most of the bird activity seemed to be centered around Peter's feeders on Breeze Hill. Perhaps the cold weather and an abundance of raptors were keeping the little birdies more cautious than usual. There were the expected collection of woodpeckers, nuthatches, chickadees, titmice and goldfinches on the feeders. On the ground beneath were Mourning Doves, White-thoated Sparrows, juncos and a single Fox Sparrow. At the north end of the Nethermead Meadow a juvenile red-tail feasted on a freshly caught squirrel. About 50 yards to his west sat a female Merlin. She was at a favorite location above the bridle path. Horse hooves turn over the soil and sparrows dart in and out of the woods to forage along the path edges. Frequently, before they can react, the Merlin will cut through the flock like a bullet and there will be one less bird in the flock. There were two other juvenile Red-tailed Hawks on the east side of Lookout Hill. One was the pale-headed individual that I've been seeing for a couple of months. A much larger, red-brown headed juvenile chased him away.
On Friday, January 2, I packed my bins and pedaled towards the water. I've discovered a new route along 6th Avenue. I turn off at 68th Street, passed Owl's Head Park to the 70th Street pier. That's where the bike path begins and follows the coast towards the Verrazano Bridge and Bensonhurst Park.
There's usually a lot of gulls on the pier, but the wind was apparently too strong for them as there were only a few scatter Ring-billed Gulls. It was high-tide and I noticed a lot of wooden debris being pushed into the rocky coastline. I scanned the water as I pedaled slowly along the promenade. One round piece of wood caught my eye. I appeared to have eyes, whiskers, ears and a snout ... the Harbor Seal looked around for a moment before tipping his head back, then slipping silently under the choppy water. At just under 5 miles to the tip of Manhattan, he was the most "urban" seal I've ever witnessed.
The boulders that line the water's edge were glazed with a coating of ice. In some spots green seaweed tinted the white veneer. Purple Sandpipers have returned to Brooklyn for the winter season. I counted 14 of these hardy shorebirds feeding on the rocky edges of the borough. South of the bridge the wind was pushing waves of seawater up over the retaining wall and onto the pedestrian path. Gulls, cowbirds, starlings and Brant intermingled on the grass median between the highway and bikeway. Scaup and Common Goldeneye flocks calmly rode the rough surf like the chop was nothing more than gentle swells.
Most of the bird activity at Dreier-Offerman Park was confined to the protected cove on the peninsula's south side. The strong winds kept nearly all passerines hunkered down, so after only a short time I headed back north.
There were several highlights to this, otherwise unbirdy day, but the trip back along the coast wasn't one. It began to snow, followed by a brief sleet interlude. Getting pelted in the face with ice isn't my idea of fun, so thankfully it didn't last very long. Sixth Avenue is interrupted at 37th Street by Green-Wood Cemetery, so I have to ride down to 5th Avenue, around the cemetery, then back up at 24th Street. The good news is the detour takes me passed the Aladdin Bakery. The aroma along that stretch is so amazing that all I want to do is ride faster so I can get home and make some toast. As I passed the main entrance to the cemetery I noticed something unusual on the tallest spire. Big Mama was perched on the point, scanning the hillside. The normally bustling Monk Parakeet nests just below the Red-tailed Hawk's feet were uncharacteristically quiet.
Location: Gravesend Bay
Observation date: 1/2/09
Brant
Canada Goose
American Black Duck
Greater Scaup (approx. 150.)
Bufflehead
Common Goldeneye (7.)
Red-breasted Merganser
Ruddy Duck (1.)
Purple Sandpiper (14.)
Ring-billed Gull
Herring Gull
Great Black-backed Gull
Rock Pigeon
European Starling
House Sparrow
*****
Location: Dreier-Offerman Park
Observation date: 1/2/09
Brant
Canada Goose
Gadwall
American Wigeon (2.)
American Black Duck
Mallard
Bufflehead
Red-breasted Merganser
Pied-billed Grebe (1.)
Great Blue Heron (2.)
Ring-billed Gull
Herring Gull
Great Black-backed Gull
Rock Pigeon
Mourning Dove
Belted Kingfisher (2.)
Red-bellied Woodpecker
Downy Woodpecker
Northern Flicker
Blue Jay
American Crow
American Robin
Northern Mockingbird
European Starling
American Pipit (4.)
American Tree Sparrow (1.)
Song Sparrow
White-throated Sparrow
Dark-eyed Junco
*****
Location: Prospect Park
Observation date: 1/1/09
Cooper's Hawk (1.)
Red-tailed Hawk (4.)
Merlin (1.)
Ring-billed Gull
Herring Gull
Rock Pigeon
Mourning Dove
Red-bellied Woodpecker
Yellow-bellied Sapsucker
Downy Woodpecker
Hairy Woodpecker
Blue Jay
American Crow
Black-capped Chickadee
Tufted Titmouse
Red-breasted Nuthatch
White-breasted Nuthatch
Hermit Thrush
American Robin
Northern Mockingbird
European Starling
Fox Sparrow (1.)
Song Sparrow
White-throated Sparrow
Dark-eyed Junco
Northern Cardinal
Red-winged Blackbird
American Goldfinch
House Sparrow
On New Years Day most of the bird activity seemed to be centered around Peter's feeders on Breeze Hill. Perhaps the cold weather and an abundance of raptors were keeping the little birdies more cautious than usual. There were the expected collection of woodpeckers, nuthatches, chickadees, titmice and goldfinches on the feeders. On the ground beneath were Mourning Doves, White-thoated Sparrows, juncos and a single Fox Sparrow. At the north end of the Nethermead Meadow a juvenile red-tail feasted on a freshly caught squirrel. About 50 yards to his west sat a female Merlin. She was at a favorite location above the bridle path. Horse hooves turn over the soil and sparrows dart in and out of the woods to forage along the path edges. Frequently, before they can react, the Merlin will cut through the flock like a bullet and there will be one less bird in the flock. There were two other juvenile Red-tailed Hawks on the east side of Lookout Hill. One was the pale-headed individual that I've been seeing for a couple of months. A much larger, red-brown headed juvenile chased him away.
On Friday, January 2, I packed my bins and pedaled towards the water. I've discovered a new route along 6th Avenue. I turn off at 68th Street, passed Owl's Head Park to the 70th Street pier. That's where the bike path begins and follows the coast towards the Verrazano Bridge and Bensonhurst Park.
There's usually a lot of gulls on the pier, but the wind was apparently too strong for them as there were only a few scatter Ring-billed Gulls. It was high-tide and I noticed a lot of wooden debris being pushed into the rocky coastline. I scanned the water as I pedaled slowly along the promenade. One round piece of wood caught my eye. I appeared to have eyes, whiskers, ears and a snout ... the Harbor Seal looked around for a moment before tipping his head back, then slipping silently under the choppy water. At just under 5 miles to the tip of Manhattan, he was the most "urban" seal I've ever witnessed.
The boulders that line the water's edge were glazed with a coating of ice. In some spots green seaweed tinted the white veneer. Purple Sandpipers have returned to Brooklyn for the winter season. I counted 14 of these hardy shorebirds feeding on the rocky edges of the borough. South of the bridge the wind was pushing waves of seawater up over the retaining wall and onto the pedestrian path. Gulls, cowbirds, starlings and Brant intermingled on the grass median between the highway and bikeway. Scaup and Common Goldeneye flocks calmly rode the rough surf like the chop was nothing more than gentle swells.
Most of the bird activity at Dreier-Offerman Park was confined to the protected cove on the peninsula's south side. The strong winds kept nearly all passerines hunkered down, so after only a short time I headed back north.
There were several highlights to this, otherwise unbirdy day, but the trip back along the coast wasn't one. It began to snow, followed by a brief sleet interlude. Getting pelted in the face with ice isn't my idea of fun, so thankfully it didn't last very long. Sixth Avenue is interrupted at 37th Street by Green-Wood Cemetery, so I have to ride down to 5th Avenue, around the cemetery, then back up at 24th Street. The good news is the detour takes me passed the Aladdin Bakery. The aroma along that stretch is so amazing that all I want to do is ride faster so I can get home and make some toast. As I passed the main entrance to the cemetery I noticed something unusual on the tallest spire. Big Mama was perched on the point, scanning the hillside. The normally bustling Monk Parakeet nests just below the Red-tailed Hawk's feet were uncharacteristically quiet.
Location: Gravesend Bay
Observation date: 1/2/09
Brant
Canada Goose
American Black Duck
Greater Scaup (approx. 150.)
Bufflehead
Common Goldeneye (7.)
Red-breasted Merganser
Ruddy Duck (1.)
Purple Sandpiper (14.)
Ring-billed Gull
Herring Gull
Great Black-backed Gull
Rock Pigeon
European Starling
House Sparrow
*****
Location: Dreier-Offerman Park
Observation date: 1/2/09
Brant
Canada Goose
Gadwall
American Wigeon (2.)
American Black Duck
Mallard
Bufflehead
Red-breasted Merganser
Pied-billed Grebe (1.)
Great Blue Heron (2.)
Ring-billed Gull
Herring Gull
Great Black-backed Gull
Rock Pigeon
Mourning Dove
Belted Kingfisher (2.)
Red-bellied Woodpecker
Downy Woodpecker
Northern Flicker
Blue Jay
American Crow
American Robin
Northern Mockingbird
European Starling
American Pipit (4.)
American Tree Sparrow (1.)
Song Sparrow
White-throated Sparrow
Dark-eyed Junco
*****
Location: Prospect Park
Observation date: 1/1/09
Cooper's Hawk (1.)
Red-tailed Hawk (4.)
Merlin (1.)
Ring-billed Gull
Herring Gull
Rock Pigeon
Mourning Dove
Red-bellied Woodpecker
Yellow-bellied Sapsucker
Downy Woodpecker
Hairy Woodpecker
Blue Jay
American Crow
Black-capped Chickadee
Tufted Titmouse
Red-breasted Nuthatch
White-breasted Nuthatch
Hermit Thrush
American Robin
Northern Mockingbird
European Starling
Fox Sparrow (1.)
Song Sparrow
White-throated Sparrow
Dark-eyed Junco
Northern Cardinal
Red-winged Blackbird
American Goldfinch
House Sparrow