There are those of us who get the pleasure of calling Cape
May home year-round. We are within range when the rarities show up, we have
first person stories from mega-flight days, and we all have a favorite schedule
of spots to visit when the town is dripping with migrants. Right now however,
the native are restless. We are nearly four weeks into September, and we have
yet to have a classic cold front. The last decent cold front that brought with
it a couple days of awesome birding was around August 26th. The mega
Morning Flight day on September 14th was thanks to a somewhat
bizarre cold front that stalled out for a couple days. It’s believed the birds
bottled up behind the front and the dam broke loose once it finally cleared.
Since then, we have been left with strong Northeast winds, the exact opposite
of what we need for epic fall migration at the point. The forecast doesn’t look
promising and the utter lack of birds around town has left me wondering, do we
take Cape May for granted?
All week I have been interacting with people from all over
the country, all over the world for that matter, who are visiting Cape May in
hopes to experience the incredible fall migration spectacle we are known for.
There is nothing more frustrating or disheartening than telling people who have
traveled hours, sometimes days, that we don’t have has many migrants in town as
they were hoping for. Being the eternal optimist I am though, I never leave
them without a plan for seeing some good birds. Cause let’s be honest, even a
bad day of birding in Cape May is still great! It’s ‘dry’ spells such as these
that allow us to slow down and take time to truly appreciate some of the
frequently overlooked aspects of Cape May birding.
Thank god for Falcons. No matter the weather, wind
direction, or time of day, you can almost always count on some falcons putting
on a show for the Hawkwatch at Cape May Point State Park. Whether it’s an
American Kestrel getting picked on by a Sharp-shinned Hawk, a long-winged
Peregrine with its eyes on Delaware, or an ornery Merlin chasing after a couple
Tree Swallows, seeing a falcon or two is a safe bet. Speaking of Tree Swallows,
there are tens of thousands of Swallows in town right now. From the salt
marshes to the beachfronts, swarms of them can be seen, like a cloud of smoke,
lifting from the vegetation. A massive staging occurs every fall in Cape May, where
they rest and feed on the plethora of Bayberries, before making their way to
the wintering grounds in the extreme southeastern US and south of the boarder
into Central America.
A few rarities have been hanging around as well. A couple of
Western Kingbirds have taken a liking to a roadside off of Reed’s beach on the
bayshore. They have proved to be pretty reliable and easy to spot, and thus a
good bird to go look for when the island is quiet. And then there’s Forsythe
National Wildlife Refuge, previously known as Brigantine. Brig is always good
and only about a 45-minute commute from Cape May. A variety of shorebirds,
including a vagrant Curlew Sandpiper, have been spotted there. Just bundle up
and bring a scope if you’re planning to visit.
Indeed, the birds are around, you just have to work a little
harder for them. As we obsessively watch the weather and long for a change in
the winds, we take advantage of the time we have to study what is in town. We
can’t wait for the next big push of migrants and I, for one, will appreciate
every bird I see. It’s been a humbling couple weeks and a stark reminder that
we shouldn’t take our beloved Cape May for granted.