As you can see from the title, I have started on a trip, by far the most ambitious thing I've done yet, intended a direct clone of a certain ' Marsh tern's ' travels- (No not really, I had planned this before I saw @Chlidonias was returning to the continent
. I'm also not really going to the same places. Technically I'm in the same country for a bit, and the government of said country will claim I'm there even longer, if you can piece those clues together...).
Prior to this trip, about the farthest place I'd ever been was the San Francisco bay area- so lets rewind it back there then, shall we!
Like any true birder, I chose the longer 9-hour layover from Chicago over a number of faster connections, because why would I pass up he opportunity for bay-side birding? The SF bay had been my favorite birding location ever prior to this trip (I have some contenders from the past few days), and I was eager to get birding after my 10 am flight from O'hare.
The best hotspot closest to the airport seemed to be Coyote Point Recreation area, so that's where I went as soon as I could get out of the airport. I decided to bite the bullet and pay for an expedited journey- bay area ubers are ridiculous prices, I thought the roughly 25 minute round-trip was nearly as much as SDZ charges but I checked and they hiked their prices again. I saved about $5 each way placing my pickup pin outside the airport at the Grand Hyatt tram spot. Still too much though.
The uber driver was an interesting fellow, who I correctly guessed was from The Gambia, given his clue was 'a small country next to Senegal'. He was quite happy I knew to say THE Gambia, and proceeded to have a conversation with me about how ridiculous that border with Senagal is and how silly it was that he had to have a passport to cross over a few km to his grandparent's house. I somewhat agreed with him.
I asked to be let off at the gate by the Poplar Creek Golf Course, and right away was greeted with the sounds of beautiful male Anna's Hummingbirds. I'd seen one just over a month prior, a vagrant in Northern Illinois, but these had the gorgeous gorgets, a brilliant rosy red when the sun hit them right.
Containing through the open fields to the bayside, I saw some California Towhees, Golden-Crowned Sparrows, and up a dead tree, a feisty pair of Nuttall's Woodpeckers. Along the bay were the regular host of SF area waterbirds, many Amercian Coots, Buffleheads, a Western Grebe, California, Western, and Short-billed Gulls, along with a quartet of Willets making their way down the exposed mudflats to the west.


Coyote Point is a peninsula that juts out into the San Francisco bay, with the tip including some mature stands of trees along with the 'CuriOdyssey' nature center which is paid, so I skipped. Around here is where I got great views of Pygmy Nuthatch, one individual came quite close.

Out from a far pile of rocks, a lifer Black Oystercatcher erupted and flew hurriedly down the shore.
I made my way around the point and to the harbor, where I picked up horned and Eared Grebe, and looked out the vast mudflats to the east. It was evening and very low tide, which meant I missed a lot of possible shorebirds that were way too far out. A consolation was a Black Skimmer feeding way out on the bay.

I returned to SFO at dusk and got ready for my 14 hour flight.
Prior to this trip, about the farthest place I'd ever been was the San Francisco bay area- so lets rewind it back there then, shall we!
Like any true birder, I chose the longer 9-hour layover from Chicago over a number of faster connections, because why would I pass up he opportunity for bay-side birding? The SF bay had been my favorite birding location ever prior to this trip (I have some contenders from the past few days), and I was eager to get birding after my 10 am flight from O'hare.
The best hotspot closest to the airport seemed to be Coyote Point Recreation area, so that's where I went as soon as I could get out of the airport. I decided to bite the bullet and pay for an expedited journey- bay area ubers are ridiculous prices, I thought the roughly 25 minute round-trip was nearly as much as SDZ charges but I checked and they hiked their prices again. I saved about $5 each way placing my pickup pin outside the airport at the Grand Hyatt tram spot. Still too much though.
The uber driver was an interesting fellow, who I correctly guessed was from The Gambia, given his clue was 'a small country next to Senegal'. He was quite happy I knew to say THE Gambia, and proceeded to have a conversation with me about how ridiculous that border with Senagal is and how silly it was that he had to have a passport to cross over a few km to his grandparent's house. I somewhat agreed with him.
I asked to be let off at the gate by the Poplar Creek Golf Course, and right away was greeted with the sounds of beautiful male Anna's Hummingbirds. I'd seen one just over a month prior, a vagrant in Northern Illinois, but these had the gorgeous gorgets, a brilliant rosy red when the sun hit them right.
Containing through the open fields to the bayside, I saw some California Towhees, Golden-Crowned Sparrows, and up a dead tree, a feisty pair of Nuttall's Woodpeckers. Along the bay were the regular host of SF area waterbirds, many Amercian Coots, Buffleheads, a Western Grebe, California, Western, and Short-billed Gulls, along with a quartet of Willets making their way down the exposed mudflats to the west.


Coyote Point is a peninsula that juts out into the San Francisco bay, with the tip including some mature stands of trees along with the 'CuriOdyssey' nature center which is paid, so I skipped. Around here is where I got great views of Pygmy Nuthatch, one individual came quite close.

Out from a far pile of rocks, a lifer Black Oystercatcher erupted and flew hurriedly down the shore.
I made my way around the point and to the harbor, where I picked up horned and Eared Grebe, and looked out the vast mudflats to the east. It was evening and very low tide, which meant I missed a lot of possible shorebirds that were way too far out. A consolation was a Black Skimmer feeding way out on the bay.

I returned to SFO at dusk and got ready for my 14 hour flight.




















