The best bird of the trip appeared a couple hours into day one. Our eyes were mostly scanning for a larger storm-petrel coming into the chum slick or watching at horizon level for a rare petrel to come knifing by, but there's a reason to look up on pelagics. Tropicbirds are prone to making high-altitude appearances as they check out a boat. I don't know who saw this bird first, but a call of TROPICBIRD! suddenly spread through the crowd.
Most surprisingly, it's a Red-billed.
White-tailed is the more expected species; I didn't even study the difference between the two leading up to the trip I thought it was so unlikely.
While these birds are apparently pretty common if your Caribbean cruise goes by (or makes port at) the right island; not having done that, this was my first Tropicbird of any kind. The bird had very thin wings, but fairly powerful buoyant flight with the curved wings beat relatively shallowly.
A last look at the bird watching the ocean's surface (it ignored the squid Kate was tossing).
1 comment:
Nice! Looks like this trip was superior in every way, especially being exempt from the bad puns of certain fellow birders.
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