Just a note that you, Ted, reported fireflies on June 9-10, 2017, according 
to the search function on this august list. So they are early but have been 
early before!

- Sandra Laursen



On Saturday, June 6, 2020 at 4:27:12 PM UTC-6, Ted Floyd wrote:
>
> Hey, folks.
>
> Andrew Floyd and I, having nothing better to do yesterday evening, 
> Fri.-Sat., June 5-6, decided to go out in search of things that go bump, 
> hoot, *huhuhuhuhuhuhu*, and *p't'tip-pzzzzzzzzz* in the night.
>
> We started out up Flagstaff Road, just west of the Boulder city limits, 
> more congested--truly, *congested*--than I'd ever seen it. But we managed 
> to find a roadside spot far from, or at least not in the immediate vicinity 
> of, the madding crowd. The last of the *hermit thrushes* were settling 
> down as we ourselves were getting settled in, and the first of the 
> *flammulated 
> owls* avowed at 8:54pm. The flamms (*n*=2) never got particularly close, 
> and neither did a *common poorwill* (*n*=1) down in a ravine below, but 
> the *northern saw-whet owls* (*n*=4) were fantastic. We found ourselves 
> in the midst of a foursome of saw-whets, two of them hooting wildly, a 
> third uttering that eerie and rarely heard whetting-of-the-saw sound, and a 
> fourth giving a shrill whistle that sounds like a cross between a kitten 
> and a wraith. Here's one of them:
>
>  https://www.xeno-canto.org/565795
>
> A comment: Owls and nightjars are eminently findable at this time of the 
> year up Flagstaff Road, and you absolutely do not need playback to hear 
> them. They're just singing spontaneously. You don't even have to leave the 
> roadside pull-offs to hear them. And the idea of using lights for enjoying 
> owls is equivalent to blasting your Metallica CD whilst listening to the 
> "Sanctus" from the Berlioz *Requiem*. Lights are good in certain 
> instances, and so, I suppose, is Metallica, but it is beyond senseless to 
> use lights whilst delighting in the transcendent magic of a chorus of owls.
>
> We saw a bat up there, by the way, during twilight, and I suspect it was a 
> hoary bat, *Aeorestes cinereus*. A good way to confirm that a whitish bat 
> is that species is to point your recorder (cellphone fine) in the direction 
> of the bat; the hoary bat is anomalously low-pitched, and extremely loud, 
> and even though we humans can't hear the species, our recorders can, and 
> you can totally see the spectrogram if you jack the y-axis up into the 20 
> kHz band; you should be able to see their freakishly powerful, but 
> inaudible, chirps coming in just under 22 kHz, with their characteristic 
> steep up-sweeps.
>
> On the drive down, we saw a red fox, *V. vulpes*, trotting right along 
> Flagstaff Road. We also saw massive throngs of disappointed strawberry moon 
> seekers, for it was entirely overcast there, and a bit breezy. And 
> remarkably warm. At the base of the canyon, Andrew heard a *yellow-breasted 
> chat,* and I heard road noise.
>
> Alright, next it was over to the marshes at the west end of Boulder 
> Reservoir. Practically birdless there, with only a few *Canada geese* in 
> the distance, but the anuran concert was splendid; three or four species, 
> and the Woodhouse toads, *Anaxyrus woodhousii*, were just going OFF. The 
> frogs and toads were awesome, but the real show-stoppers were the 
> fireflies, Lampyridae spp., like the Milky Way come down to Earth, in the 
> cattails right along the road. A motorist stopped to inquire what we were 
> doing, and we explained that you have to turn your headlights *off* to 
> see the fireflies, and the driver said, "Well, that's the dumbest thing, 
> how can you see anything in the dark?" and drove away. Hooooookay. Anyhow, 
> the fireflies just west of Boulder Rez are glorious, they're there for 
> anybody to see, and, yes, I assure you, you need to turn off your lights to 
> see them. Again: Metallica...Berlioz...
>
> I was surprised that the firefly show was so good on the early date of 
> June 5. Usually, in my experience, it's a late-June-into-early-July thing 
> here in Boulder County. I wonder if that means they're just early this 
> year, or, if I might entertain the happy thought, that they're going to be 
> REALLY good in a few weeks.
>
> Next stop: Cottonwood Marsh, where it was still a bit breezy, still 
> overcast, and still warm. We hadn't even gotten out of the car when Andrew 
> announced, "Listen, I can hear a *chup-chup-CH'CH'CH'CH'CH'CH'CH'-kizzzzz* 
> out there!" Sure enough:
>
> https://www.xeno-canto.org/565791
>
> It's a *western marsh wren* (Woodhouse toad also audible in that cut), 
> but I shall henceforth refer to it as a 
> *chup-chup-CH'CH'CH'CH'CH'CH'CH'-kizzzzz*. Hey, it's a lot more 
> descriptive, and arguably more evocative, than X Æ A-12. Anyhow, the 
> bird sang constantly the whole time we were there, and we can tell it's 
> from the western population by the elements of any particular song and, 
> especially, by the variation *among* the different songs (*n*=15 in that 
> cut). Don Kroodsma and others think the marsh wren might comprise two 
> species, with both likely occurring in Colorado. So, once you've got the 
> crossbills all figured out (good luck with that), see what you can do with 
> your marsh wrens. There were bats here, too, big brown ones, and I wonder 
> if they were indeed big brown bats, *Eptesicus fuscus*. I don't know. 
> Also a *killdeer* flying over. That I do know.
>
> After Cottonwood Marsh, we went to an area of Gun Barrel Hill where I have 
> succeeded in the past in hearing a very special bird while still standing 
> by the car. It required Andrew's supersonic ears, but we got it:
>
> https://www.xeno-canto.org/565789
>
> That is a *grasshopper sparrow* (*p't'tip-pzzzzzzzzz*), in my mind one of 
> the most enchanting of all night-singing bird species. Andrew's ears were 
> indisputably useful, but I think we got an assist from the full moon, too. 
> It finally came out, if only for a few minutes, and I suspect the moonlight 
> induced the sparrows, plural, to amp up their singing. No pix of the 
> birds--in fact we didn't see any birds at all last night--but here's my 
> human companion, watching the moon and listening to sparrows:
>
> [image: AKF night.jpg]
>
> You might have noticed some crickets in that cut of the grasshopper 
> sparrow. How could you *not* have noticed them? But if you somehow 
> overlooked the crickets, here they are in all their glory:
>
> https://www.inaturalist.org/observations/48673024
>
> They're field crickets in the genus *Gryllus*, and pretty likely *G. 
> veletis*, I think. We heard a couple of insomniac *western meadowlarks* 
> at this stop, too.
>
> After the sparrows and crickets and meadowlarks, we popped in on 
> Sawhill--yeah, for those of you who know the Boulder County lowlands, our 
> itinerary had, by this point, become altogether haphazard. It was overcast 
> again, fully and thoroughly and completely overcast, and a winnowing *Wilson 
> snipe* was going berserk. The snipe's winnowing (*huhuhuhuhuhuhu*) is a 
> sonation, not a vocalization, made with the bird's *tail*. Who knew! I 
> don't think the snipe ever got particularly close to the ground, and that 
> was sort of the point--that disembodied sound, spooky and supremely 
> soothing, waaaaay up there, utterly indifferent to Andrew and me and the 
> fishermen and frogs below. (Frogs: North American bullfrogs, *Lithobates 
> catesbeianus*, and chorus frogs, *Pseudacris* spp.)
>
> Final stop: Teller Lake No. 5. The only birds we could hear were ducks, or 
> maybe coots or grebes or fish or a boot, flapping or flopping in the water. 
> But the bats, little brown jobs, were wondrous, frequently flying so close 
> that we could practically reach out and touch them. Not sure what species, 
> but the little brown bat, *Myotis lucifugus*, seemed reasonable. Saw a 
> raccoon, *Procyon lotor*, here and heard a troupe of coyotes, *Canis 
> latrans*.
>
> Well, starting with the first flam just before 9pm and wrapping up with 
> the snipe just before 2am, we found a grand total of ten (10) bird species 
> the whole time we were out there, and, as I said earlier, we never actually 
> laid eyes on *any* birds. But it was an unforgettable night of birding 
> and nature study, and we celebrated on the way back home to Lafayette with 
> a bag of baked cheddar jalapeño pretzel Combos®:
>
> [image: AKF-TF.jpg]
>
> Ted Floyd
> Lafayette, Boulder County
>

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