I first encountered the expression LBJ in March 1980. I was birding, solo, the Rio Grande valley in Texas, a trip that had started at Aransas National Wildlife Refuge where I’d ticked off my first Whooping Cranes. Of course, Whooping Cranes are about as removed from being LBJs as it’s possible to get, but I discovered that Texas also had numerous small brown birds that the birdwatchers I encountered called LBJs. I also found, to my surprise, that many of these birdwatchers didn’t even try to separate the various LBJs but just dismissed them as too difficult to be worth bothering with.

A Willow Warbler on autumn migration. Note the pale supercilium

This was a shock to the system. I came from England, where we endeavoured to identify every bird we encountered, no matter how small and insignificant it might be. In fact, many of my pals were obsessed with small brown birds, scanning the flocks of Meadow Pipits in the hope of a Red-throated Pipit, or even better, a Pechora Pipit. After all, anyone can identify an Avocet or a Great Spotted Woodpecker, but finding a rare pipit takes real skill. 

A spring Chiffchaff. The dark legs are distinctive

This obsession with identification continues to this day. A recent copy of the magazine British Birds devoted no fewer than 18 pages to separating Alder from Willow Flycatchers. This is despite the fact that the former has only been recorded in the British Isles on a couple of occasions, while no Willow Flycatcher has ever been recorded here. My chances of encountering either species in the UK are about as great as winning the lottery, but I did learn that one of the best clues to identification is in the wing formula. I’ll do my best to remember this in the unlikely event of coming across one of these birds.

A Chiffchaff in autumn: brown and with few distinguishing features

We don’t have any birds in Europe that are quite as confusing as the Empidonax flycatchers, but we do have our fair share of LBJs that take a bit of work to identify correctly. Perhaps the most common confusion duo is the Chiffchaff /Willow Warbler pair, not infrequently referred to as Willow-chiffs. Both birds are a similar size and have similar colouring, and they can even be found in the same habitat. The easiest way to tell them apart is by sound, for the onomatopoeic Chiffchaff has a song that’s instantly recognisable and is quite unlike the Willow Warbler’s soft, descending whistle.

Autumn Willow Warbler, photographed on migration on migration in Portugal

Visually, there are a number of subtle clues. Chiffchaffs have dark legs, whereas those of Willow Warblers are usually pale. The latter has a more distinct supercillium, and young birds in autumn have a yellow wash to the underparts. Willow Warblers are long-distance migrants, so have much longer primaries than Chiffchaffs, which rarely fly far.

In spring Chiffchaffs would be easily overlooked if it wasn’t for their loud and distinctive song

Just to confuse things further, the Chiffchaff has a number of (recently split) close relatives. The Iberian Chiffchaff is best identified by its song, while its call is quite different, too, but great numbers of Chiffchaffs from northern Europe winter in Spain and Portugal, so a Chiffchaff in Iberia isn’t necessarily an Iberian. In winter, most Iberian Chiffchaffs are likely to be found in tropical West Africa.

The Canary Islands Chiffchaff is another recent split. It’s clearly a bird that doesn’t move far, as it has a very short primary projection. On the eastern edge of the Western Palearctic you can find the Mountain Chiffchaff, a bird that I’ve seen in the Caucasus mountains in Georgia. It looks much like a standard Chiffchaff, but has a distinct white supercilium and a different song.

Mountain Chiffchaff, a bird of the Caucasus mountains in Georgia

A number of other Phylloscopus warblers – such as Artic, Green and Greenish – are similarly confusing, but they are such rarities in Western Europe that we don’t get much practice in identifying them. It takes a trip to the Himalayas to discover just what a challenge it can be trying to identify these birds. Some 20 species of Phylloscopus warblers occur in this region.

Autumn Willow Warbler: note the long primaries and a yellow wash to the underside

But I’ve strayed outside my geographical boundary: this article is about LBJs in Europe. The Acrocephalus warblers have almost as many confusing members as the Phylloscopus, with Reed, Marsh and Blyth’s Reed Warblers all offering their own challenge to the observer. Separating them is rarely a problem in spring, but it can be tricky in the autumn.

Song is the best way of distinguishing the Acrocephalus warblers. This is a Reed Warbler

Meadow Pipit: Europe’s top LBJ?

Though these warblers may be contenders for the prize of the best of Europe’s LBJs, we mustn’t forget the pipits. I reckon that the Meadow Pipit is arguably Europe’s top LBJ, for this is a widespread and often common bird in northern Europe, but one that often flits away without allowing you a serious look. I rather like these subtle, unassuming little birds, which have the misfortune to be one of the favourite foods of the Merlin. 

An autumn Meadow Pipit

Meadow Pipits have a subtle charm

The Meadow Pipit’s look-alike is the Tree Pipit, and if you look at pictures in a field guide you will hard pushed to tell them apart. Habitat and season are usually reliable indicators:  the Tree Pipit is a summer migrant. Thus a winter pipit is most likely to be a Meadow Pipit, unless you are on the coast when it could well be a Rock Pipit, or even a Water Pipit, while in autumn it could be an Olive-backed Pipit, an annual vagrant to Britain. There we go – LBJs are a confusing bunch of birds, best left to the enthusiasts.

Tree Pipit: it is at least perched in a tree

Written by David T
David Tomlinson has been interested in birds for as long as he can remember, and has been writing about them for almost as long. An annual highlight is hearing his first cuckoo of the year at home in Suffolk, England, which he rates as almost as exciting as watching White-necked Rockfowls in Ghana or Steller’s Eiders in North Norway. A former tour leader, he has seen an awful lot of birds around the world, and wishes he could remember more of them. As for the name of David's beat, here is an explanation in his own words: "Brecks (Breckland) does need an explanation - it’s the name for the region on the Suffolk/Norfolk borders, renowned for its free-draining sandy soils. It has the closest to a Continental climate of anywhere in the UK. At its heart is Thetford Forest, which has the biggest population of nightjars of anywhere in the UK. The stone curlew is the other special bird of the region, again with the biggest population in the UK (over 250 pairs)."