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Saturday, September 2

The cageless wonders of the Baras Bird Sanctuary

It was my first time ever to anywhere in Region XII, that Mindanao region with a tongue twister for a name: SOCCSKSARGEN (for South Cotabato, Cotabato City, North Cotabato, Sultan Kudarat, Saranggani and General Santos City). Glad to have the 3rd Tacurong Bird Festival fall on days with no classes, I was excited to join Adri on his trip. I was also excited to touch base with Felix, who had been based in Gen San for the past several months.

As soon as we touched down in Gen San early Friday morning, we were immediately whisked off by Felix's right-hand man Ronald to the opening ceremonies for the bird festival - a conservation forum held at the City of Tacurong in neighboring Sultan Kudarat, a couple of hours away.  I wrote about the conservation forum for the WBCP monthly newsletter here.

After a productive morning at the forum, we proceeded to the Baras Bird Sanctuary. Formerly a peppercorn farm owned privately by the family of Rey Oliver Malana, the sanctuary came to be when a few egrets began regularly roosting in the area.  The roosting population grew larger and larger, and eventually the farm became a regular breeding site for thousands of egrets and herons. It was then converted to a sanctuary for the birds who found it a welcome and safe home.  The sanctuary became a top tourist destination for Sultan Kudarat and the Tacurong Bird Festival was started in 2015.



When we got to the sanctuary, a large banner for the bird festival welcomed us.  Booths and buntings and a trade fair in full swing greeted us.  Music was playing (of course, what's a Philippine fiesta without the loud music?!?) and different activities were ongoing.  





We started with a brief stop at the information center, where there was a map of the property and also a photographic list of birds which could be found in the sanctuary. Adri exchanged pleasantries with the owner and the guides he had met on a previous training workshop. Everyone was in a good mood.




I was excited to get started on the path and look at the birds, already I could see (and smell!) the fringes of the roosting and nesting area.  Felix and I had to wait a while as Adri was ambush-interviewed for the local news.




Wide-brimmed kudong (native woven hats after which Tacurong City was named) were piled at the start of the path, an invitation to everyone to please wear the head gear or risk (high risk!) getting splattered with bird droppings in your hair and shoulders! 



There was also very informative signage about how not to disturb or touch the birds and about the regular health surveillance at the sanctuary.

The herons and egrets seemed to be everywhere!  Flying above, walking around in the trees and on the ground, sitting on nests, feeding, being fed, preening - it was an overwhelming display of roosting and nesting behaviour.

There were several Black-crowned night herons, looking handsome in their breeding plumage, with scarlet red eyes.  



There were several immature herons walking around too.




Little Egrets were also plentiful, again with billowy breeding plumes running down their necks and backs.




The most in number were Cattle Egrets, with their distinct orange heads and breasts, a contrast to the all-white non-breeding plumage they take on the rest of the year.





Felix even spotted an Intermediate Egret at the nest with a very young nestling.  It was the first photographic evidence for breeding of this species in the Philippines!




Sadly, the 2 species I was looking most forward to seeing: breeding Great Egrets and the Glossy Ibis, were no where to be seen. (I guess this warrants a return trip!)

But there was a lot to see and observe, so the entire walk through the sanctuary was engrossing to a birder like me.

The density of the nests was amazing.  it seemed that every available branch was occupied by a careful pile of sticks and twigs (looking very flimsy to me). Look left, right and up... nests were everywhere.



The ground was littered with broken eggshell, and I'm sure I spotted a few intact eggs as well, probably jostled out of the nest accidentally, or even on purpose.



I even saw this dead frog.  Probably food brought back to the nest but dropped in the feeding frenzy.



Competition here must be fierce.  The frantic scrambling at the nest inevitably leads to some young birds falling out.  Several times we saw young birds walking on the ground, like this young cattle egret.



They can come quite close to the human visitors, here's Mindanao-based WBCP-er Forest taking a photo of the young bird that fell right on the path.


There is actually a wire fence around the main roosting and nesting area (you can see Felix in the photo above right beside it).  The fence is to keep humans out rather than the birds in.  The sanctuary is also bordered by a river, and unfortunately, some people still come in at night to poach eggs.

The young Little Egret wandered around, blocked by the fence, it turned the opposite way towards the bank of the river lined with bamboo.






The chances it would survive would probably be very low.  Though the signs of new life on nests were everywhere, a careful look around also showed a few young victims of the balance between life and death.





WBCP-er and wildlife biologist Lala E. had a student with her who was studying the stomach contents of these unfortunate casualties, to determine prey and prey density.  I imagine the biomass required to support these thousands of young birds must be astounding!

Benches were placed every few meters on the trail (sit at your own risk!), and I often stopped to enjoy the view of a contemplative young bird bathed in sunlight...



... or the almost comical actions of adults as they groomed, scratching left and right...




... and the frenzied madness of feeding when a parent arrives at a nest with food!



 Of course there were other smaller birds at the sanctuary.  We spotted the ubiquitous Eurasian Tree Sparrows and Yellow-vented Bulbuls had Philippine Pied Fantails, Asian Glossy Starlings, Zebra Doves and Collared Kingfishers.  A Philippine Magpie Robin sang melodiously, partially hidden in the bamboo.



Brahminy Kites flew overhead and in the surrounding rice paddies we also spotted Javan Pond Herons and Rufous night herons.

There were several visitors to the sanctuary that day, probably because of the festival. Emelie Jamorabon, municipal tourism officer, mentioned that the sanctuary was one of the top local destinations for tourists.  I hope that the opportunity and the potential of the sanctuary for connecting the general public with nature and for education is maximised. At least, I'd like to think that these "common" birds, placed in great density and an intimate setting, at an interesting  point of their life cycle, can be engaging even to the generally nature-averse person.



The organizers set up a tall crane at the edge of the roosting and nesting site for a (literal) birds' eye view. With the sun set as a back drop to the flocks coming in to roost, the view was worth the "oohs" and "aaahs".



My favorite birds for that afternoon were the Cattle Egrets.  A familiar bird on any pastoral landscape - perched on carabaos and following farmers in the rice fields; at the sanctuary they seemed to take on an almost regal bearing in their breeding ensemble .



Snow-white plumage highlighted in orange,  piercing eyes, beaks and facial skin now almost magenta, feathery plumes running down their bodies.  Sometimes, you just have to take a second glance at a fortuitous time and see that the common can be uncommonly beautiful.


The 3rd Tacurong Bird Festival was held last May 12-13, 2017.  Learn more about the Baras Bird Sanctuary by visiting their facebook page.  Thanks to the organizers of the festival and the owners and staff of the Baras Bird Sanctuary!

Tuesday, June 13

Golf cart birding at QC: birdies on the green!


As June rolled in, the rainy season official on its way, we were already becoming lazy in planning any weekend birding trips.  So I was excited when Anna G. invited us to bird at a site around my area of the world: Capitol Hills Golf and Country Club.

Although I had been to the surrounding commercial and residential areas in the vicinity of the golf club, I had never actually been inside the 18 hole golf course.  It had been in existence since I was born, but it had recently been under the management of Ayala Land, who was also developing the nearby residential areas.

I literally pass by the boundary of the golf course almost everyday of my life, but have only had glimpses of the course. And while most Universities, parks and cemeteries are easily accessible, this green space was membership (or at least golfer-) only.

We met up Anna and George (of ALI) and WBCP-er Willem at a row of restaurants which overlooked the greens of the course before our ocular.  It was a relief not to be troubled by early rising or traffic - we leisurely sipped our coffee before starting.  Already (beginning at the parking lot) we had seen several Golden-bellied Gerygones chasing each other.  Black-naped Orioles called loudly as they flew from tree to tree.  Yellow-vented Bulbuls gurgled all around us. We could hear a hidden Philippine Magpie Robin singing melodiously behind the buildings and shrubbery. A Collared Kingfisher was patrolling nearby.  This patch of sprawling greenery was probably an oasis for the city birds!

As we exchanged morning pleasantries, we were entertained by a Glossy Swiftlet gathering some fiber from a nearby fishtail palm.


A few Black-crowned Night-herons also flew overhead, probably traveling between hunting ground and day roost sites.



Soon, we were off!  We were joined by one of the managers, Gino, who would show us around.  We were paired of and each of us given our own golf cart to drive around the course!  Silently I added "golf cart" to my list of birding vehicles which have so far ranged from the comfortable air-conditioned coaster, to the barely manageable breathing four-legged pony!




Almost immediately we spotted several Long-tailed Shrikes watching from various levels of viewpoints along the holes.


The edges of the greens were kept "wild", the grasses grew long and wildly - obviously serving as great refuge for city wildlife. We soon stopped at a nearby pond and waterway.  To our delight, a very friendly family of moorhens was foraging!  I think, it was the closest encounter I have ever had with these waterbirds!  Though  alert to our presence, a pair and a fluffy chick came as close as a few meters to our group.  They wove in and out of the greenery.


A more skittish White-breasted Waterhen also made a brief appearance as it dashed across the short water line.

As we drove along the winding pathways, through tunnels and over bridges, Gino showed us a much larger pond.  Again, we saw several Moorhens, going about their business. Another young moorhen was up in a fig tree at the water's edge opposite from us, sunning itself.


A noisy pair of Collared Kingfishers were calling from a residence at the edge of the course.  Above us a pair of Pied Trillers was foraging for insects in the canopy of a huge rain tree. A playful pair of Philippine Pied Fantails chased each other noisily around the nearby vegetation.


It was not only the birds out to enjoy the morning sun.  Several skinks were out sunning themselves, hardly paying heed to the golfers or the gardeners.


As we crisscrossed the property, passing through gated residential communities, we saw several pairs of  Crested Mynas flying above us, slashing their white wing markings as they flapped their wings. Once in a while a Large-billed Crow would also fly overhead.  Noisy Striated Grassbirds would call from the tops of bushes and fences.
  
Soon we came across an even larger pond!  Again, several Moorhens were at the water's edge, preening and foraging.  There was even one individual swimming across the surface!  On the far edge of the pond, we could see a White-breasted Waterhen taking a morning dip.  A closer look revealed a downy chick beside it!  The darkly plumaged young bird was perfectly camouflaged among the rocks.



Several dragonflies and damselflies danced along the grass at the edge of the pond.


Sadly, there was also a dead Cinnamon Bittern at our feet.  Its eyes were still fresh and bright, indicating that it was a recent death.  It had no obvious injuries or wounds, save for a few damp and ruffled feathers.  We were discussing what the cause of death could be, considering that we could have interrupted a monitor lizard with its meal. Throw in a little mystery to our morning bird walk!


Again, we appreciated how the edge vegetation was kept a bit overgrown, and just to emphasize our point, another White-breasted Waterhen walked in and out of the long grass.


As we rounded the curve of the pond, we stopped to catch a glimpse of a White-throated Kingfisher flying off.  We stopped a while at the shade of a rain tree, surprised by some movement and the sight of a Common Moorhen preening quite near to us!  


Some of the tall grasses were in seed, and Adri spotted a couple of Scaly-breasted Munias picking at the grains.



Even on a weekday, there were a few golfers out, and every now and then we had to stop as they hit their balls across the greens (Is that the even a correct term? I am golf - illiterate).  Many Zebra Doves seemed to be unaware of this etiquette as they continued to forage on the ground unmindful of the balls flying around.


We also spotted a few Barred Rails.  Their behaviour was the normal skittish, paranoia, running into the nearest grass cover as soon as they spotted us. 

Several White-breasted Woodswallows were perched all over: on the huge nets which prevented the golf balls from flying off-course, on the light posts, and on the trees.  They were their usual vocal and boisterous selves. 





Near another grassy thicket, Anna spotted a Philippine Coucal! It quickly scuttled into the growth, revealing only bits of bright brown or black, until it completely disappeared from our sight.



Golf cart birding sure beat walking! We navigated the course easily and efficiently, slowing down and stopping (for flying birds AND flying balls!) any time we needed to.  Even if it was a hot, humid and sticky morning we barely broke a sweat! 


At the end of the two hour drive across the 18 hole course, we tallied a total of 32 species of birds! It was good to know that the exclusive golf course (while for human members only) was an open refuge to our feathered friends in the city.

Thanks again to Anna and ALI for the invite and the chance to explore this hidden bit of urban greenery!


And of course we end with a group picture!


Wednesday, November 2

Checking out Candaba

Last week, Adri and I went on a quick trip to check out the road conditions at Candaba and found ourselves walking under the hot morning sun!

Upon arriving, we stayed on the highway straight towards Brgy Paligui to check out the back way, which turned out to be under water!  The farmers were already preparing some of the fields and large flocks of Wood Sandpipers were moving around.  Egrets and Black-winged Stilts were also a-plenty. We were hoping to get a glimpse of a pair of recently sighted Glossy Ibis but no luck.

With the back way unavailable even by foot, we back tracked to Brgy Bahay Pare and tried our luck there.  The dirt road was looking good: rough but dry, and some farmers were out working.  Upon reaching a familiar bend (where there was a domesticated duck pen right before the irrigation pond), we were faced with an evil looking mud puddle.  Deciding not to risk getting stuck, we asked permission to park by the road.

"Good idea," the farmer said, "you're sure to get stuck before you reach the ponds!"

As we geared up to go, the sun was already shining bright.  A cool and pleasant wind blew though, signs of the changing seasons.

Pairs of Pied Bushchats greeted us along the path.


Olive-backed Sunbirds (not really something you would associate with Candaba) sang cheerfully from the thorny camachile trees.


We flushed Lesser Coucals along the way, they took curious looks at us before disappearing into the tall grass.



As we came up to the ponds, we were surprised to see that they were choked and overgrown with grass and greenery and that hardly any water could be seen!  Perhaps this season's rains have not been enough to flood the ponds which were surely drained last summer for planting and irrigation.

Larger birds were easy to sight: Grey Herons and Purple Herons and Black Crowned Night-herons stood in silent patrol.  Small but frequent flocks of Wandering Whistling Ducks and Philippine Ducks flew by, but were quickly swallowed up by the greenery as they landed on the covered waters.



We made our way west of the ponds in the direction of the highway.  Most of the fields were still under water.  Whiskered Terns, all sorts of egrets (Little, Intermediate, Great and Cattle) and Herons were perched on small islands of land. 



Strangely, we saw a few Garganey which had landed right beside a large congregation of domesticated ducks!  They seemed diminutive swimming beside their hybrid cousins!



I think it's the first time I've seen migrant ducks swimming with domesticated ducks.

In the distance, a few Philippine Ducks were swimming in the open, flooded waters.  A lone Tufted Duck seemed a little lost by itself.

Nearer to us, many Little Grebes were popping in and out of the water in the floating vegetation. They were quite vocal and I realised that I had never really paid attention to what they sounded like before.

We passed by a duck farmer who had collected some duck eggs and was leaving one of his dogs to watch over the ducks.  He mentioned how high up the dikes the water was during the previous 2 typhoons Karen and Lawin but how the weather was improving.  He was wondering from which direction we had come from as we were now nearer the back way which was flooded and inaccessible.  We pointed in the direction we had come from and he gave a little scratch of his head. (I could almost hear his thought bubble: Crazy birders!).  "Not many wild ducks yet," he said out loud, "Just the ones that are here all year round. Four more days of this sunny weather and the road will be dry and passable."

It was already nearing noon and so we made our way back to our car.  All the usual suspects were out: flocks and flocks of Red Turtle Doves and Zebra Doves, noisy grassbirds and warblers, Yellow and Cinnamon Bitterns flying low across the ponds, Shrikes defending territories, Gerygones hopping about the rain tree canopy, swallows and bee-eaters gliding gracefully above  the fields, rails nervously crossing the paths.

As we left the pond area, a stately Purple Heron flew near us.


We had a very nice surprise on our walk back.  Several Eurema butterflies were puddling on the road!  They flew up in the air and surrounded us like yellow confetti as we passed them.


They quickly settled down and allowed us to get low shots of them delicately sipping minerals from the still damp ground.  I never thought this would be a sight I would see in Candaba!


Uneventful but all in all, it was a very pleasant walk and morning - hopefully a good sign of good birding days at Candaba ahead.