Hurricane Nate looked set to disrupt my first visit to Louisiana. Reports predicted that we would make landfall in New Orleans at around the same time. Hopes for a brand new list from a whole new state were dampened by the outlook, but the dodgy digit of Disruption (from fickle Fate’s other hand) decreed that the trip would have to be extended. Hence, instead of a quick overnight layover, we ended up having 3 whole days in the Big Easy.

The Mayor of Norlins had fulfilled his civic duty by announcing a curfew and implementing an evacuation plan, but the good people of the city took the storm in their stride and the avian community maintained a balanced attitude. Nate made landfall to the east and as morning came, one would be hard pressed to say that there had been a storm.

Service 48 (this morning operated by bus instead of the normal street car which may have been compromised in the event of a power outage) runs up Canal St. and takes the turn for City Park.

Being easily accessible on public transport and with an eBird haul of 261 species, City Park seemed to be the perfect choice for the morning. The birds appeared relaxed and the reflections in the bayous were hardly disturbed by a ripple.

Trolley car 12 plies its route along St. Charles Ave, passing Audubon Park. This site can lay claim to over 200 species, but with such a good show from the Black-bellied Whistling Duck, one was enough.

Written by Redgannet
Redgannet has been working for over 33 years as a crew member/flight attendant and enjoys the well-ventilated air of the outdoors. The nom de blog, Redgannet, was adopted to add an air of mystery and to make himself more attractive to women. His father first whetted Redguga's appetite for all things natural by buying him his first pair of 7x35s and a copy of Thorburn's Birds. Having no mentor beyond an indulgent parent, he spent the first season hoping for an Egyptian Vulture at the bird table in his English garden. His most memorable birding moment is seeing an Egyptian Vulture with those same binoculars 26 years later. Redgannet is married to Canon, but his heart and half of his house belongs to Helen and their son Joseph. He is looking forward to communicating with people who don't ask if he is searching for the "feathered variety" of bird.