Evening of Day 3 found us in some dry forest scrub after spending the afternoon driving east towards the border of Oaxaca and Chiapas. Alex found a couple of Cinnamon-tailed Sparrows, a bird I just could not get a decent look at. I kept getting an elbow, branch, or head in the way every time I sort of saw the bird. It didn't help that the little double malar mark, the field mark I'd learned for the bird, was quite a bit harder to see than I expected.
A western type Redtail soared out
I managed to spot a White-tailed Hawk, a bird I thought might be more common than it was. This individual was the only one we saw.
I don't remember how I managed to lag behind the group a little, I think Alex started playing a tape at a Ferruginous Pygmy Owl that was really far away and I was distracted by something that seemed closer, but when I caught up they were looking at something. They said it was the pygmy-owl. It took forever to find the bird, it was quite close but the same color as the dusk lit surroundings and a bit higher than I thought. Usually I'm pretty good at looking at the angle of people's bins and gauging where to look, but I was failing utterly. When I eventually found the bird it looked way different that I expected. Because it wasn't Ferruginous, it was Colima Pygmy-Owl! Whoops. Keep up with the group.
We stayed past dark hoping to hear Buff-collared Nightjar, which maybe Alex heard. Finally a view of one of the Mottled Owls that came in to the Black-and-White track he was playing.