Dusky Warbler - #700

My last day in Gambell "dawned" dark, windy, and rainy.  So, what's new!  After breakfast of French toast and bacon, I made the decision not to participate in this morning's seawatch, and instead to begin the process of getting my stuff together.  That decision held for a couple of hours, even after the return of our guys from the seawatch.  But it went out the window when the two-way radios chattered that Aaron Lang had found a Dusky Warbler near the radio towers near the point.  It didn't take me long to get ready for the soggy out-of-doors and to hop on the back of the ATV behind Bill and race over the gravel to the point.  The bird was not being seen when we arrived.  All of the birders present formed the usual line and swept through the area with the result that the bird was re-found.  As with the warbler yesterday, this bird was flushed and re-flushed until all those who wished had gotten satisfactory looks at it.  I was congratulated all the way around for reaching the Seven Hundred Mark, a mark I didn't think was possible when I began this year.  Getting to 700 was a large, joint effort, the product of much help from an enormous number of people all of whom I collectively thank here and now.  But the year is not over yet, and there are a few more birds I can get, and I intend to keep trying.  This afternoon, if the airline gods are with me, I'll board the Bering Air late afternoon flight (the one that didn't come two days ago!) for Nome.  Then it's on to Anchorage and California on a red-eye, where I'll do a series of three pelagic trips before I go back to Norfolk.