Peanuts In My Pocket

I decided to test a new bird photography method while trying to reconcile my Bird Nerd Project, 2025 species list, and birding life list. My haphazard approach to birding wasn’t delivering new species for any of my counts, so I shifted tactics, targeting specific birds and tailoring outings to locations likely to host them. My first target was the band-tailed pigeon, a species that could be added to all three lists.

Large dove found in mature montane forests from the western U.S. and Canada into Middle and South America. Soft blue-gray above and unique purplish-gray below, with white crescent on the nape. Yellow feet. Bill is yellow with a black tip in northern populations, all yellow in southern ones. Forms large flocks in coniferous forests and montane areas where it feeds on seeds and fruits. — eBird

I chose Hiltscher Park in Fullerton because there had been four sightings in the past week, and it was the closest option. I didn’t feel like a long drive this morning. With school starting today, traffic was chaotic, so I planned a route that avoided schools. To my surprise, Hiltscher Park isn’t a traditional park; it’s a hiking and horse trail winding through an upscale neighborhood. Parking is only available on the street. There are no typical park amenities, just the trail and a small area where locals have set out a few wooden benches.

After finding parking, I walked a mile along the path, starting at North Richman Knoll Road and ending at Euclid Street. There’s a wide walking trail and a narrower hiking/biking path. I passed many morning walkers, joggers, about a dozen mountain bikers, and even a friendly horse and rider. The place felt idyllic and quiet. I enjoyed the solitude.

Birds, however, were scarce. My birding checklist recorded just 10 species and a total of 20 birds. I failed to spot my target, the band-tailed pigeon. I took 96 photos, half of them focused on trying to identify two Common Ravens. My best photo was, ironically, of a cat. The bird photos were underwhelming due to overcast, washed-out conditions.

I met a fellow birder who suggested trying again next spring, when berry-laden bushes attract more songbirds. I’ve noted that in my calendar and also plan to revisit in October, when the weather cools.

Although I didn’t initiate conversations, I interacted with many people. Being a tall former “big guy,” I’ve always tried to put others at ease by appearing friendly yet disinterested and keeping my distance. Even though I’m smaller now, those habits remain. Despite my “in public” polite face, people approached me, asking about birding, offering handshakes, and even sharing tips. One older couple invited me to their local coffee meetup to talk about birds. I’m still getting used to that.

At this point in my birding journey, I can identify most local birds by sight. The newest regular on my list is the California Towhee, which I now think of as the “hedge bird.” If there’s a flowering hedge nearby, there’s a good chance a towhee will appear to forage for seeds. I called it correctly today when I saw movement near a hedge, and a photo confirmed my ID. Now, if only I could find a spotted towhee, that would make my day.