Where I've been/What I've seen
After a quite successful morning and early afternoon, we took a break until after dinner, when we would go owling. The leaders had received a tip on a good spot for both Whiskered Screech and Elf, so we decided to go there. We were not disappointed. Not only did we hear both of those species, but also a Mexican Whip-poor-will, a lifer for me. This was a great day to end our time in the camp’s namesake mountains, and were most certainly some of the most enjoyable days of the trip for me.
Welp what do you know? I procrastinated and school got in the way so this is going to be coming a long at a lot slower rate than I had hoped. Anyways, without further adieu I present Day 3 of 11 of Camp Chiricahua.
The tire was fixed late in the afternoon of that day, and we still had over three hours to go, not including a stop(s) for dinner and naturalisting. We essentially made a beeline for a Pizza Hut and arrived at around eight. In the parking lot, we found an Eastern (curviostre) subspecies Curve-billed Thrasher, an unusual, fairly far west location for one. After eating some food, we all went back to the vans and continued onward to the Chiricahua Mountains. Of course, our bad luck streak had to continue. Upon reaching New Mexico we promptly got stuck in a traffic jam on a two-lane road in a very rural area. To entertain ourselves, we decided to listen to terrible remixes of memeable songs, most notably AHA’s “Take On Me” and Smash Mouth’s “All Star”. After sitting in traffic for probably over an hour, we were finally free and heading back into Arizona (fun fact, we started on 7/13, and due to the one hour time difference between NM and AZ we traveled an hour ahead into 7/14, before going back into 7/13). It had become late on these rural roads, so those of us who were still awake managed to get out of the vans and see both a couple of owls (Barn and Great-horned) along with a couple varied bugs/mammals. By the time we finally reached Cave Creek, it was 11:57. We quickly decided to go to bed, and thankfully the wake up time was postponed slightly the next day.
For dinner, we all went under the nearby picnic structure where we sketched while waiting for quesadillas. Getting the checklists was quite fun. We waited for a break in the rain before a few of us a run for it and snagged all the ones we could find. We brought them all back and checked off all the birds that we had seen that day. Later that night, Jennie taught us a bit about night vision while we were owling, an attempt that yielded unsuccessful due to yet another oncoming monsoon. We went to bed knowing the next day was going to have a focus on getting to the Chiricahuas and would be another long day.