I thought waking up in the dark on a Sunday morning and getting on the subway at 6 AM to join Charlie for some birding was a heck of a task, that is, until I found out that Charlie had just flown in from London yesterday, which he had arrived at from Chicago the day before (after birding Chicago first, off course).  The day before that he had flown from London to Chicago.  That is, in three days Charlie had traveled further than I have all year!  And somehow he was wide awake and ready to find some neotropical migrants when we met at a quarter to seven on the Bow Bridge over the lake in Central Park.  Unfortunately, the birds were not really cooperating.

Sure, we managed to track down a Red-eyed Vireo, Common Grackles, Black-crowned Night-Herons, and other expected birds in the Ramble and on the lake, but we were eager for more, much more, and we would not stop until we found a host of migrants.  Our quest led us up the west side of Central Park until we were in the North Woods, still without a migrant flock though we had managed to pick up a couple of American Redstarts, an Ovenbird, and a Magnolia Warbler.  I also thought to send a text message to Jory, who I hoped might be near his computer, to give us a head’s up in case something rare was reported on the birding listservs.

The Harlem Meer held some Mallards and our first pretty good bird of the day, a migrating female Wilson’s Warbler which kept its distance and kept us guessing as it foraged frenetically through foliage that frequently frustrated our attempts for a fine view.  We pieced the identification together one field mark at a time and were happy when we finally figured the bird out.  Then, at about 9 AM we hit our first real burst of migrant activity when we found, in rapid succession, a Gray-cheeked Thrush, a Swainson’s Thrush, more American Redstarts, a nicely-plumaged male Northern Parula, a Black-and-white Warbler, and a Black-throated Green Warbler.  The Gray-cheeked Thrush, Charlie’s first of the year, gave us the energy to carry on despite the lack of new birds to watch.

Black-throated Green Warbler by Charlie

Black-throated Green Warbler by Charlie

We moved on, briefly fooled into thinking we might have a Connecticut Warbler by a very skulky Common Yellowthroat, and getting glimpses of other small wood-warbler-like birds that we would see just as they took off and flew out of sight.  Frustrating?  A bit.  Would we give up?  No, never!  It was about the time that we spotted our umpteenth American Robin that my cell phone rang with a call from Rich.  The conversation went something like this:

Rich: There’s a Black-throated Gray Warbler at Tanner Spring.
Corey: Shut up! You’re lying.
Rich: No, Jory is on the line and I wouldn’t lie about a bird.
Corey: Shut up! Stop messing with me.
Rich: Well, if you don’t want to see a Black-throated Gray Warbler
Corey: Where, exactly, is Tanner Spring?

Once we figured out where we were going Charlie and I double-timed it back down the west side of the park (one doesn’t realize how big Central Park is until one walks the entire length of it and then turns around and tries to make it back the way one came but faster)…

I’ll momentarily interrupt the story of Charlie and I hustling down the west side of the park for a little story. Three Autumns ago, when I had barely begun to bird, a Black-throated Gray Warbler (normally a wood-warbler of the west) was at the Waterhole at Forest Park.  Mind you, this was before I had moved to Queens, and Daisy and I still lived upstate.  We were in the city visiting her family and I convinced her to go with me to try and find the bird.  We failed by arriving five minutes after the bird had left and leaving ten minutes before the bird came back.  Though I have since seen one in California I still regret not staying that extra ten minutes that day so I can say I have seen a Black-throated Gray Warbler in New York.  So I really, really, really wanted to see this bird.

…We arrived at Tanner Spring and joined a horde o’ birders.  The bird was not being seen and had not been seen in over 45 minutes.  So we waited, entertained by bathing American Robins and House Sparrows, along with the occasional Northern Parula and a Blackpoll Warbler (another new bird for Charlie’s Big Year).

fall Blackpoll Warbler by Charlie

fall Blackpoll Warbler by Charlie (if you could see its feet you would see they are pale)

And we waited some more.  And some more.  Then, there, way up there, high in the canopy, was the bird.  And when I say high in the canopy I mean immediate warbler-neck inducing high.  Skyscrapers were lower than the height at which this Black-throated Gray Warbler was foraging.  Nonetheless we did manage to see and identify the bird, no small feat considering there were clouds between our binoculars and the bird.  There are some tall trees in Central Park!

Though the height the bird was at when we saw it prevented us from getting a good picture the birder who found the bird, David Speiser, got much better looks.  Despite our lack of a photographic moment we were satisfied as the Black-throated Gray Warbler was new for both of us for the year.  It was neat to see a western rarity in Central Park and weird that the last time Charlie and I birded the park together we had another!

After walking a short distance from the birder horde we decided to lay down on the ground for a bit to give our aching backs and necks a rest.  We felt we deserved it after birding for five straight hours!  The walk out of the park, me to the subway and Charlie to his hotel, was relatively uneventful, despite our managing to find perhaps the ugliest Wild Turkey ever on our way through the Ramble.

Wild Turkey in Central Park

Wild Turkey in Central Park

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Written by Corey
Corey is a New Yorker who lived most of his life in upstate New York but has lived in Queens since 2008. He's only been birding since 2005 but has garnered a respectable life list by birding whenever he wasn't working as a union representative or spending time with his family. He lives in Forest Hills with Daisy, their son, Desmond Shearwater, and their indoor cat, B.B. His bird photographs have appeared on the Today Show, in Birding, Living Bird Magazine, Bird Watcher's Digest, and many other fine publications. He is also the author of the American Birding Association Field Guide to the Birds of New York.