Christmas is the time of eating,
giving presents and ugly sweaters, people singing, programs at church, watching
the same movie (from It’s a Wonderful Life to Love
Actually), and even eating strange fish- inspired meals
(lutefisk). Luckily, we only celebrate Christmas dinner with Swedish
potato sausage which, in my opinion, is pretty good.
I have
memories of the CBC in Grantsburg WI as a kid. I never participated, but
my grandmother’s house was just at the 7.5 mile radius line from town, and she
had for two decades one of the only colonies of evening grosbeaks in
Northwestern Wisconsin. Unfortunately, they all disappeared in the middle
1980s, never to return, and neither did the counters.
On December
16th, I drove over to Aberdeen to participate in their count. Gary
Olson of Aberdeen has run this bird count for the last six years. Talking to
the locals, although records have not been kept, this is probably the 34th or
35th year this has been held in Aberdeen starting in the late 70s.
There were periods in which it wasn’t held when there was no one in
charge of it. Doing a bird count in late December in Brown County is a
thankless, mundane task. The weather has a tendency to be nasty, and
there aren’t many birds around. Last year’s bird count was postponed due
to a blizzard, and in 2015, the morning started at minus 15 and we even came
across someone stuck in a snowdrift on a country road. Needless to say,
most self-respecting birds have long before hightailed it south.
Getting assignments
The count in Aberdeen begins
at a McDonald’s at 7:45 in the morning where this year, 13 intrepid souls get
the assignments, another was already at watch at a key feeder. Then we
load up and head out. This year my team consisted of Betty Clay, a local
woman from Aberdeen who recorded from the back seat, and Paul Mammenga a local
wildfowl biologist for the SDGF. He drove and I spotted.
The way the bird count works is that one draws a 7 mile radius circle from a
stable center of the search area which stays constant. In this circle,
the goal is to cover all of the territory in the area. In Aberdeen, the
center is the intersection of old 12 and 281. We were assigned the
northwestern quadrant, excluding Richmond State Park, which was assigned
specifically to someone else. Others got assigned other quadrants, parts
of the city, parks and cemeteries, and feeders—all potentially good bird
habitats. In the winter, there is a paucity of birds out in harvested
fields, so one can drive a lot of miles without seeing much of anything.
It took us two hours after lunch to see a new bird.
The plan
was typical birding. We lurked in people’s yards, staked out feeders
(assuming they had seed), as about 90% of hanging bird feeders are never
filled, and drove over 85 miles. We talked out way into the county dump,
and watched powerlines for any signs of avian life. We tried not to
trespass but found a spot that seemed like a good place to get permission to
hike around in the 2018 count. A guy on a four-wheeler stopped to ask us
what we were doing, and it is always with an apology that we say…counting
birds. It isn’t normal for people to just go out and count birds.
No one came out to offer us eggnog and yell, “the counters are here!” It
was probably lucky we didn’t get shot at.
In 2015
while doing another quadrant, we found 426 pheasants, but this year we just got
9, with only 70 for the whole count. The numbers of pheasants around
Aberdeen is way down this year. Everyone hoped for some owls or a rare
bird, but no snowy owls were seen, and our best birds were a merlin ...
and a lone
female red-winged black bird sitting on a fence maybe three miles from the
nearest bird or any cover, but a red-winged blackbird is not a very good
bird.
It
was odd that we only saw one. Mostly we saw invasive species—starlings,
house sparrows, and a plethora of pigeons.
It was a
long and tiring day driving farm roads. The most excitement we had was
late in the morning, I was getting tired of the same old same old and in a
place where I could walk through a frozen marsh, I got out to walk. About
half way through the grass I jumped a white-tailed jackrabbit. It ran
across the road in front of the others in a truck. Suddenly they were
hitting their horn. I’m thinking, yes, I know I flushed a rabbit but then
they shouted that there were birds up.
This silly
rabbit had ran across the road and flushed a flock of what turned out to be
common redpolls and then thinking dinner might be coming its way, a
rough-legged hawk flew up. It was the most excitement we had.
Luckily no rabbits were harmed in this story. In Brookings, their best
find turned out to be four camels in a field near Sinai, SD.
Camels? Really? In a town named…Sinai? Coincidence? I
might have to look into that more for a later project.
They did
find some rare birds in and around Brookings. White-winged crossbills are
a seldom-seen winter bird in the eastern half of South Dakota at feeders and in
spruce trees. I’d never seen one before in the state, so on Monday,
following the lead, I found myself in the First Lutheran Cemetery south of the
Brookings airport photographing these birds.
As I said,
our bird count was not too exciting. This year the official count for the
Aberdeen CBC was 3545 birds representing 45 species. The record for the
last few years was in 2015 with one more species and a 120 more total
birds. In other CBCs already held the number of birds and species was
higher. I think they saw 58 in Sioux Falls.
They are
many odd and strange Christmas traditions and maybe you think a Christmas Bird
Count is right up there with the Yule log and St. Lucia, but at least it is
something to go and do. In my history it beats finding the pickle in the
Christmas tree or gagging on Lutefisk. Luckily, the warm Glögg (a wine,
vodka, cinnamon drink) washed down a lot of potentially painful memories.
Merry
Christmas
Well if yours truly had heard his alarm there would have been a LOT more pheasants counted...and just to be totally OCD, Christmas bird counts are 15 miles in diameter...sorry, I am a stickler for accuracy much to the detriment of my friends
ReplyDeleteshall correct to radius of 7.5M, sorry Barry
ReplyDeleteOur Glogg recipe includes Aquavit, 3 wines, and a variety of fruits, nuts, and spices. After a couple steaming mugs you can't taste the Lutefisk, but it does deliver a monumental hangover
ReplyDeleteBill,
DeleteWell after the glogg, I trot out the homemade flavored schnapps and yes, morning has took a whole pot to clear the head....worst hangover ever, Midsommar 2012, which narrowly beat Midsommar 2010.....maybe it was singing about the frog...idk....
Thank you, Olaf, for another years worth of your blog. It is a bit of birding americana that is altogether too rare.
ReplyDeleteMeanwhile, wishing you and all of yours a very Merry Christmas and a happy, healthy and birdy New Year!
Thanks. Merry Christmas to you. one thing I do not have is writer's block. Chasing birds in 2 days, hopefully be a little closer to 800 by 2018.
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