It has been eight days since I came back from California on a red eye. Once we got back last Sunday Daisy and I cleaned the house while Desi played. Then, having not managed to sleep much at all while I was on the plane, I fell asleep for several hours. When I woke up, discombobulated and confused, I saw that I had a voicemail on my phone from Isaac Grant, a Staten Island birder doing a New York City big year.
Fortunately for me, Daisy must have still been in a stupor from our overnight flight as well, because she put up no objection when I gathered my birding gear and told her I would be back in an hour-and-a-half.
Why did I risk the wrath of my better half and the drudgery of weekend traffic just to see an Upland Sandpiper? The answer, simply, is that I had never managed to see one in Queens and my Queens list is the one birding list that I really like to see grow.
Anyway, to keep this tale short, I drove to Edgemere, continued up on top of the capped landfill, and watched the bird I wanted to see flush from the road, circle around me, and return to the gravel road. Just like that I had reached 299 species in Queens!
Upland Sandpiper Bartramia longicauda
Because the bird was so site-faithful, continually returning to the same stretch of road, Isaac, Andrew (who also got out to see the bird), and I decided not to report to the listservs for fear that we might be disturbing a breeding bird, which would be a pretty amazing breeding record for anywhere in New York City. Sadly, our fears turned out to be unfounded, as the bird has not been seen since that Sunday.
Upland Sandpiper for 299! What will be bird 300? Stay tuned for a fun chance to make your prediction and possibly win a prize…