Mt. Wilson Observatory

The view west from the observatory, downtown LA peeking through the low clouds

Birds at the Mt. Wilson Observatory

Los Angeles is hard to beat for outdoor variety. My neighborhood has beach and city parks and marsh. Within an hour, I can be in high desert or rugged mountains. one mountain spot I like is the Mt. Wilson Observatory. At an elevation of 5,710, this open-to-the-public complex has various telescopes, a tiny museum, a yummy cafe, and hikes with stunning views of the L.A. basin. The telescopes on site have been used to prove there are galaxies external to the Milky Way galaxy, that the universe is expanding, and that dark matter exists. The grounds are covered in oak and pine trees. And it’s a great place to walk around and see some birds.

Thanks to its elevation, a trip to Mt. Wilson produces birds that I don’t usually get to see along the coast at an elevation of 29 feet. With my family scattered across California one weekend (a kid in Berkeley, a kid in the Central Valley, and a spouse in Palm Springs), I had a Saturday free to wander. I chose to head up to Mt. Wilson in the afternoon, followed by some night-time owl hunting along the Angeles Crest Highway. It didn’t disappoint.

Lewis’s Woodpeckers were flycatching at the rim

I arrived at Mt. Wilson about an hour before sunset. Almost immediately, I spotted some Lewis Woodpecker’s perched atop trees near the parking lot. These uniquely colored woodpeckers–green back, gray collar, pink belly–are fun to watch as they swoop off their perch over the ledge and catch bugs in flight. This time of year, there are thousands of acorns fallen from the oak trees. And that means there were Acorn Woodpeckers all over gathering them up. I also spotted a Red-naped Sapsucker working the trunks of trees for sap and bugs. I also got to see higher-elevation birds like Band-tailed Pigeon, Steller’s Jay, and Mountain Chickadee.

Once the sun set, I headed up the Angeles Crest Highway into the San Gabriel Mountains to see if I might find an owl or two. If you’re lucky, you can find Great Horned Owls, Western Screech Owls, Northern Pygmy Owls, Flammulated Owls, Northern Saw-Whet Owls, and a rare Spotted Owl in these mountains. Two of those–the Saw-Whet and the Spotted–would be lifers. The California subspecies of Spotted Owl was proposed for listing as endangered in 2023. Because of their threatened status, eBird reports are masked. But I think one was heard in Red Box Canyon near Mount Wilson in 2024. Northern Saw-Whet Owls, by contrast, are more numerous but nevertheless elusive. They’re also incredibly cute

The 100-inch Hooker Telescope at Mt. Wilson, used by Edwin Hubble to discover we’re just one of millions of galaxies in the universe

I stopped along the two-lane highway every few miles, whenever there was good pine tree cover around. I’d get out, sit and listen for a few minutes, and then (after inevitably not hearing an owl) play a recording of a Saw-Whet. They don’t apparently start hooting and calling spontaneously until January. I was hoping I could get a response call if one was nearby. At one spot on the drive up, I did get one quick response from what really sounded like a Saw-Whet’s whine call. But it never called again, and I didn’t get a recording. One the way down, just before I got too low in elevation, I got another response call. This time it went on for about a minute. In the recording, the owl first calls at about 16 seconds in, and does so every 15 seconds or so until the end.

It never came closer, and I never saw the bird. But it still counts as a lifer. All in all, a nice ridiculously close and easy trip up into the mountains.

 

 

Olive-backed Pipit in SoCal

The 4th Olive-backed Pipit ever found in the Lower 48

Olive-backed Pipit lurking in Southern California

I occasionally tire of birding my 5MR. Even with all the habitat variety I have close to home, repeatedly visiting the same spots can get a little familiar. When the zugunruhe hits, I usually talk myself out of wandering further afield. But when news went out that a potential lifer was at a park in Fullerton, about 45 minutes away, I was excited. The bird was an Olive-backed Pipit. These small songbirds breed across Asia and Russia and winter in southern Asia and Indonesia. A few are seen in the  Aleutian Islands closest to Russia. For the lower 48 states, they are very rare. Before this bird, there were only 3 records — one in Nevada in the 60s, one on the Farralon Islands off San Francisco in the 90s, and a 2014 bird in Yorba Linda, California. Curiously, that last Olive-backed Pipit was just 8 miles from this new bird.

Since it was a weekend, I got up early and was at Gilman Park at sunrise. Already present were about a dozen nerds in REI adventure-wear with binoculars and long telephoto lenses. A few were set up where the bird had hung out the previous day. The rest were meandering. By the time the bird appeared at 7:45am, there were probably 40 birders around the park. We all headed to the spot, some more anxiously than others. Before I could get there and get my eyes on it, the pipit flew. It ended up right were it had spent the bulk of the day before: a dark, tree-covered patch of dirt.

Without a dirt background, the bird was easy to find. Otherwise, it could vanish before your eyes

The views of the pipit were clear, but not great. Indeed, the bird could disappear as it slowly worked its away along the ground. It eventually moved a bit around the park, and I was able to get some photographs in better light. The bird looks like our American Pipits, but its back is tinged olive, its belly streaking is darker, its legs are pink, and its facial markings are more distinct.

One of the delights of a major rarity like this is that it brings out all the birders. You get a chance to meet some new folks. Some are familiar names from eBird and message boards. Best of all, you get to bird with some really good birders. After a few of us had had our fill of the pipit, we decided to explore the park. It was a great spot for birds. It was full of a variety of tall trees and open areas of grass, with a little stream running through it. And the bird-detection was top notch. We didn’t find anything else extra rare, but did spot some other nice birds.

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