Today I walked south along Jericho Ditch in the Great Dismal Swamp. It was beautiful. The road into the parking lot which I know as Jericho Ditch Lane was  quite birdy.  I'm not sure why I never park at the lot and walk back along that  road, but maybe I will.  A Barred Owl  flew across the road directly in front of my car.  Two Louisiana Waterthrushes  sang loudly near the road and many Common Yellowthroats were singing as well.   With absolutely no wind, I could hear forever including many Hermit  Thrushes singing, chupping, and whining along the path.  Ruby-crowned Kinglets  were in full song and Gray Catbirds seem to have increased in  number.
   During the walk, after reaching the dogleg in  the road, I spotted a Black Bear ahead of me walking south.  At one point he  stopped and scratched a tree, then hoisted himself up onto the tree, thought  better of it and thudded back down to the ground.  He then turned and began  walking north toward me.  With the little bit of wind coming from the south he  didn't pick up my scent.  So the distance between us kept narrowing.  Finally I  stopped and clapped my hands.  He raised up and gave me a good going over but  still didn't leave the road.  So I yelled and raised my hands.  Reluctantly he  turned and splashed off into the underbrush.  I continued to hear him breaking  branches and splashing as he wandered away.
   At the same time I saw the bear, a raccoon was  running around beyond the bear with a large bird flying over him and landing  from time to time.  I identified the bird as a Red-shouldered Hawk and I came to  the conclusion that there were two predators and one prey species.  I think the  hawk won the confrontation and took whatever the raccoon had or wanted and  left.  After the bear left the roadway, the raccoon came barreling down the road  toward me totally oblivious of my standing there, again probably because he  couldn't pick up the scent.  When he got too close for my comfort, I clapped and  he stopped, stood up, looked at me, bolted in the opposite direction, and  plunged into the ditch and splashed away.  Apparently I have animal  magnetism!
   After I turned around, I met Larry Haugh from  VT who had hoped to meet me earlier, but had gotten a later start than planned.   He heard a Black-throated Green Warbler call, but I missed it.  The bird didn't  call again.  This would be the Wayne's race of that species, a local breeder and  early arriver.  We were in an area with a few remaining Atlantic White Cedars, a  favorite habitat component, and an area where we've had them before.  Further  along on the way back to the parking lot we ran into David Hughes and a friend  of his talking to Candie and Vic Delnore on their bicycles.  David had earlier  heard an anemic song from a Prairie Warbler, a bird we hadn't heard earlier and  in fact didn't hear as we walked back.  The only butterflies we saw were a few Spring  Azures, a couple Zebra Swallowtails, and one Eastern Tiger  Swallowtail.  I'm planning to go to the swamp next Wednesday,  April 7.  I'll leave the Washington Ditch parking lot at 7am.  Join me if you  wish.  No reservation necessary.
   After visiting the swamp this morning, Larry Haugh and I went to Craney  Island to check out the newly available open policy on Fridays that began  today.  From the west end of the south cross dike looking  southeast we saw the American Avocet that had already been entered into the  birding log by an earlier group.  In addition there was a large group of  Northern Shovelers and Green-winged Teal.  We did not see the two Blue-winged  Teal reported by the earlier group.  A large mixed group of Sanderlings and  Dunlin flew in and out of the impoundments.  A few Greater Yellowlegs were  seen.  Outside the impoundments there were Buffleheads, Lesser Scaup, and Ruddy  Ducks on the river.  Fenton Day and Andrew Baldelli had earlier seen a group of  about 25 Least Sandpipers along the north road, but they had left by the time  Larry and I arrived.  A group of Royal Terns was fishing in the James River and  a couple of dozen Northern Gannets were plunge diving there as well.  The  complete ebird list is appended.
    It's great to have Craney Island available to  birders again.

 
Animal magnetism OR you are becoming invisible.
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