
This year’s World Series of Birding went fairly well for our team, the Bluewater Wind CMBO Century Run. The weather could have been better: light rain showers for much of the day, and the birds found could have been higher: we got 138 species, but in all it was a fun day.
It began at the Hidden Valley Ranch in the center of Cape Island with, I think, 20 of the 24 total participants and leaders present for the 5 AM start. Despite what the picture above suggests, none of the actual team were horses. We always begin our count here, and this year, as happens sometimes, we were in a large field with the horses from the riding stable. A large herd this year, about 20 horses. They weren’t countable. The horses followed and nudged us for about the first 10 minutes, looking for carrots or other human-offered snacks, but when we didn’t provide any they lost interest and moved off. One participant said it was the first time she ever birded with one ear on bird calls, the other being nuzzled by a horse.

The skies were clear when we met, but clouds soon moved in, and the air was damp and chilly. Some birds were singing, but we didn’t find as much variety at Hidden Valley as we often do, with only a small number of migrating warblers, vireos and others. We did find and have good looks at Prothonotary Warbler, one of the most visually stunning small birds you are likely to ever see, with a bright yellow body and blue-gray wings, and heard a screech-owl calling, always a tough addition to the list. In case you haven’t read my earlier posts on the subject, this 24-hour event is a fundraiser for conservation organizations. Each team tries to see as many different species as possible in one day, and pledges a certain dollar amount for each species seen. It’s a game, and a competition, but not for money — at least money for the players. By 7:30 we had moved on to our next spot, the Cape May Point State Park with a total thus far of 38 species. Some years we accumulate as many as 75 by then, so things were slow, and as we got to the park, the rain began.

This photo is actually from a little later in the morning as we looked at the beach near the state park, and found our first rarity, shown below.

This immature Lesser Black-backed Gull is one not often seen in the United States, though they do turn up occasionally in Cape May. We were happy to add it to our list. A soggy walk around Higbee Beach Wildlife Management Area turned up a small number of additions, as did a walk at The Beanery. A few other brief stops here and there around Cape May Point pulled in a few more.

By lunchtime on the Hawkwatch Platform, around noon, we had 80 species on our list. (That’s Ellen in the lighter green raincoat.) The further you go, the harder it is to find more new ones, and it became obvious that the spring migration had not favored us this year. Our team is called the Century Run because it has always found at least 100 species. Some years that’s been easily accomplished by noon. Not this time. After lunch we moved on to other locations nearby.

Here are some of us at the Nature Conservancy property known locally as The Meadows scanning a group of gulls in a pond there. We found another rarity here, after a tip from another team leaving the scene.

On game day, teams do not generally help each other or share information on their finds, but some exceptions are made. “Whatever you do, don’t spend a lot of time scanning through ALL the gulls in the back pond,” the leader of the other group told us, smiling. We got it. We went there, and looked carefully, and found this all-white gull, an immature Iceland Gull, rarely seen in New Jersey, and almost never at this time of year. No telling what this one is doing here, but we were glad to add him to our list.
By 3 PM the main part of our count came to an end with a reading and comments on the official team checklist, to make sure we all agreed. We came up with a total of 97 species. I’ve been on at least 14 of these Century Runs, and I think this is the only time we didn’t reach 100 species by this point. But, you do your best and get what you get. The second part of the count would now begin, driving to birding hotspots throughout the rest of Cape May County, trying to add to our total before the end of the day. A few participants decided to end their count at this point, but most continued on in a car caravan. We regrouped and looked for birds on Ocean Drive, just north of Cape May, and at Nummy Island, south of Stone Harbor, adding another 20 or so species, including another rare one, Marbled Godwit. That took us well over 100, thankfully, and to 5 PM. Ellen was tired, and asked me to drop her off at home as we headed further north, and close to our house, which I did, before rejoining the group. While I did that they stopped at Beaver Swamp and got the nesting Bald Eagle there.

I rejoined them in Belleplain State Forest, where we picked up many resident songbirds missed earlier, including the Eastern Phoebe, conveniently in a known nest atop a light fixture at a public restroom in a campground. The rain had been tapering off for several hours, and at 7 PM the sun finally came out and the skies cleared. At least it gave us another hour and a half of light, and between Belleplain spots and Jake’s Landing we added more species. As dusk fell at Jake’s we were up to a much better total of 135 species. Some of the group opted to continue on to try for a few night birds like Whip-poor-will, but I was tired and went home at 9 PM. Many participants in the World Series of Birding would still be trying for those last few species until nearly midnight before bringing their team checklist to the official finish line in Cape May. That’s always been described to us as a fun party, with lots of free food. I wouldn’t know — I’ve never been to it! Our team always ends up near our house, and though I’d love to go to the finish line, it’s just too tempting to go home and crawl wearily into bed.
Official totals are up at the WSB site. You’ll find our team total of 138 near the bottom of the list, with the winning team, the Nikon DVOC Lagerhead Shrikes reporting an incredible 229 species! Sure, they covered the whole state, but even so, I don’t know how they do it. It’s not their first win, either.
The 25th annual birding competition is over. There’s a breakfast banquet today in Cape May for any participants who want to attend, where birding stories of intrigue, tears and laughter will be told. I’m home working, but I’m with them in spirit. And many teams will be already making their plans for next year. There’s always next year.