A hundred forty might sound like a lot of birds to see in a week, but it’s not. Not for the Valley. We weren’t making an effort to get the most birds we could; we just took a few looks for some rare birds and wrote down everything we saw in the meantime. We got some unusual ones. We got that one bird, the white throated robin that isn’t even in the North American bird books. It’s not like we’re the only one who got him though. He had been discovered in someone’s yard and there were people there every day watching for him.
The red billed pigeon is a rare bird too. Even knowing where he is, you can watch for days and not get him though. We got lucky. We didn’t have to watch for days and saw six of them flying back and forth across the river.
Of course we didn’t get every bird we looked for. We weren’t as lucky with the white collared seed eater. We were where the seedeater was; we knew he was there, but couldn’t get a look at him. We knew the section of the
We’re trying to add birds to our life-list by looking for rare birds but it’s slow going. We’re considering changing our strategy for the harder to get birds. We’ll go out looking for them and write down the names of all the birds we don’t see. We’ll get to write down more names that way.
