Breaking the Hex 29/07/26
Every birder has "bogey birds"—those frustrating species that seem to dodge you no matter how close or how often they are reported on your local patch. Since moving north six years ago, one local adversary has been Bonaparte's Gull (Chroicocephalus philadelphia).
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| 1st-summer Bonaparte's Gull |
Despite being a rare but near-annual transatlantic visitor to the Aberdeenshire coastline, every single individual seems to time its appearance with uncanny precision around my absences or general bad luck. Whenever one is picked out, I’ve either been away or managed to arrive just as the bird takes flight into the blue.
Today, that six-year stretch of missing out on one particular species finally came to an end.
While most gulls nest in colonies on sea cliffs, islands, or ground scrapes, Bonaparte’s Gulls construct stick platforms high up in boreal conifer trees—often miles away from the nearest coast in the vast taiga forests of Alaska and Canada, where I've seen many adult and juvenile birds during my visits. Seeing one resting on a rugged Scottish rocky outcrop after an ocean crossing is a brilliant reminder of just how far these tiny wanderers travel.
The catalyst came late yesterday evening when news flashed up of a 1st-summer bird spotted at Whinnyfold. With a reasonable weather forecast and no major commitments on the schedule, Rob Leslie and I headed over mid-morning.
There weren't actually that many gulls around when we arrived at the dedicated spot, but after a half hour or so, it suddenly appeared—distinctive, delicate, and unmistakable when it perched up on rocks. We managed good, prolonged views through the scope as it actively fished and then dropped in right below us, preening.
Breaking a long-standing local hex always feels good, but doing it overlooking the Aberdeenshire coastline with many Auks, Kittiwakes and soaring Fulmars makes it all the better.
One off the local hit-list at long last!
NEW Scottish Life-List Since Relocating Permanently to Aberdeenshire in October 2020
