This post was updated in 2024 by consolidating an unpublished 2011 trip report into it. I really didn't know how to blog back then! I also added my 2013 Big Day birding list, so it should actually be an interesting read, if you're a birder. 

I’m not that much of a birder, but I do like to take on a birding challenge once in a while. I used to recognize fewer than 20 species of birds, but now it’s somewhere between 50–80.

Two years ago, in 2011, I took my first trip to Point Pelee National Park, where thousands of humans flock to see millions of migrants come in at this time of year (between April and June for the northward journey, and again around September for the southward).

Point Pelee is the southernmost part of Canada. It is the heart of Carolinian Canada, representative of an endangered ecotone — a region of similar ecology, with populations of hallmark species that interact in an ecological community. Much of the Carolinian and Mixed broadleaf forest in Canada has been needlessly destroyed by agriculture and urban development. The swath of land between Windsor and Toronto — with pockets all the way to Montreal — is heavily populated and what remains of this ecotone are only small patches and vestiges.

Canada’s 42nd parallel (42º N on the map), the furthest south we go!

I submitted a trip report for a newsletter, and I’m free to share it with you:

2011 BPQ Trip Report

On Tuesday, May 17th, several BPQ members converged upon Point Pelee in time for the annual Spring Migration.

The first night was cold and rainy when I pulled in at 10 PM, so I quickly made a cozy sleeping platform out of a picnic table in the dining shelter. It was so comfortable, in fact, that I slept right through not one but two teams of birders as they came in for an early breakfast prior to birding at the tip of the park, where all the birds come in to land after crossing Lake Ontario.

Indeed, the cold and rain continued, and we had the misfortune of seeing many birds succumb to a week of this weather, some keeping low to the ground, exhausted from their long flight over Erie and hungry for the insects that were late to emerge. Our camp became a haven for many pairs of Scarlet Tanagers, one pair in particular becoming “pets” to our shelter until nightfall

We also saw a Ruby-Throated Hummingbird in the flowering bushes by the shelter, as well as many warblers. I saw my first Rose-Breasted Grosbeak, along with Baltimore Orioles, a Black and White Warbler, and a Chipping Sparrow stealing crumbs left behind by birders at the Visitor’s Centre café.

On the Woodland Trail, I interrupted pursuit of a very adorable Eastern Mole, which crossed my path and swam through the swamp to safety, with a very small ferret making its dash for cover shortly after. And out on Western Beach in the evening, I saw a flock of Common Mergansers.

Thursday was thankfully much warmer, and the birds arrived in droves at the Tip, staying higher in the trees (except those foraging for bugs amongst the rocks on the beach). I pointed out some brown bats to the Mennonite children who came by (there’s a large Mennonite community in the area of Leamington). Back in the woods, I identified my first Common Yellowthroat. At the marsh, I got to appreciate the Barn Swallows up close and personal, and I finally learned to identify female Red-Winged Blackbirds, whose noisy and very recognizable partners were perched on reeds in every directio, as far as the eye could see.

Barn swallows roosting under the marsh’s viewing platform

I saw a wild turkey stop traffic to cross the road. Someone had put food out for them at Sleepy Hollow, where I encountered two Quebec nature photographers taking advantage of the opportunity to snap pictures of the lured birds: a Lincoln’s Sparrow, many Blue Jays, several pairs of Indigo Buntings, and I also became familiar with the territorial soundings of the male cowbird, shepherding his mate through many other cowbirds browsing on the ground.

Back at the campsite, my favourite bird of the day was a Prothonotary Warbler, who was flitting between perching on the passenger-side rear-view mirror of a minivan and the top of the passenger door, with the occasional side-trip to the windshield wiper. After about 15 minutes of waiting for the little twit to stop needlessly expending his energy on his own offending reflection, I threw a towel over it to encourage him on his way.

At dusk, on my walk back from a noted Common Nighthawk roost (where I came up dry), I found a female bird nesting at just above eye-level in the young trees just off Centennial Trail. I resolved to find and identify her again the next day.

On Friday morning, I identified her as a Rose-Breasted Grosbeak. I then giddiness of two male turkeys doing their lek display at the beach volleyball court next door at Camp Henry. Later that afternoon, I saw both males and females creeping through the bush down near the Tip, where I had seen a Bay-Breasted Warbler and also a Blue-Gray Gnatcatcher.

In the woods, I saw a fledgling American Robin being accompanied by his dad, and also a very bold and active Red-Headed Woodpecker. I finally identified a Catbird, which I’d seen everywhere, but couldn’t figure out until I saw its red undertail coverts. At the marsh, I took the board walk and was rewarded by spotting an elusive pair of Wood Ducks, as well as a noisy committee (for lack of having the proper noun of a group of them!) of Black Terns.

Saturday was the last opportunity for me to see some surf birds for a while, so I went to the Tip and saw Bonaparte’s, Herring, and Ring-billed gulls. I probably saw more, but until I can identify the birds by myself, then it just doesn’t count.

After Pelee, my journey continued on to Detroit — and then into the heartland of the America, all the way down to Nebraska, taking Amtrak’s California Zephyr from Chicago. I saw Sandhill Cranes on the way down, and I saw what I presume was a Western Meadowlark in the field. In Nebraska, you can find both Eastern and Western Meadowlarks, and the Western is the state bird – though I think it ought to be the Eastern, who’s yet the state bird of none! I also saw Cattle Egrets, Prairie Chickens, and a soaring eagle — though you can see those in Quebec, if you know where to look. And as my summer stretched on from that trip, I got further opportunities to improve my birding on the Rideau Lakes between Kingston and Ottawa. Notably, we lived near a family of loons, and regularly saw ospreys, and I even saw a Caspian Tern.

2013’s “trip report”

This year, I visited Point Pelee again. Rather than a great deal of dscription, I’ll just share a few pictures, and my birding list, below.

In the woods, wherever you go, you’ll see all kinds of creatures, from snakes to the aforementioned moles to deer. Deer paths can be identified as being used enough to not be an illusion, but not enough to be created by humans.

A deer on a deer trail, off the human trail

This lovely white flower is a violet, which I now have in patches in my front yard. (I’ve also transplanted them to my backyard, where there’s less light and traffic and more of a woodland feel.) There were also purple violets, and a different species of yellow violet!

Off a woodland path, a young cottontail rabbit hid in the foliage until I stayed quiet for long enough that it came out. It browsed the small plants growing at the edge of the path, until it darted across to safety when newcomers came along.

I found a very large fungus, shaped like a cone, on a snaggy tree on a low-traffic seasonal footpath. Looking this up later, I found it is called Dryad’s Saddle. What a fanciful name! A dryad is a tree nymph or spirit in Greek mythology.

This prickly pear cactus is one of two populations found in Canada. It grows in the open savannah.

I’d like to be involved in landscape restoration work, as a botanist/ecologist and simply as a person who likes mucking about planting things. It’s also something we need to do within our cities, not just “unproductive” agricultural field or pasture or land lying “disused” (by us). Land lying disused will revert to ecological use. Look to the end of this blog post for an example!

And on the last morning, this mother robin was feeding a brood of four chicks in a nest she made in a sign on a park building:

Big Days — my Point Pelee bird list

I had my first Big Day ever, where I saw more than 100 birds, thanks to having an excellent birder, Andrew, guide me on one of those mornings. I couldn’t have done it without his help. Here’s the list of the birds I saw on this trip just as I wrote them down (any white space between list items doesn’t mean anything):

14 –15th May, 2013

Black throated blue
Rose breasted grosbeak
House wren
Yellow warbler
Veery
Catbird
Baltimore Oriole
Carolina or house wren
Marsh / swamp sparrow
Tree swallow
Barn swallow
Black tern
Canada goose
Eastern kingbird
Cormorant
Turkey vultures
Cape May warbler
Blackburnian
Downy woodpecker
Red breasted chat

Orchard oriole

(Don’t forget the grey beige warbler!)

Mourning dove
Baltimore oriole
House wren
White crowned sparrow
Another kind of sparrow (white throat tan form?)

Turkey (male)

Redwing blackbird

Grackle
Barn swallow
Palm warbler Kingbird

Tree swallows

Little grey-beige warbler (Nashville?)

Merganser
Redheaded woodpecker
Bonaparte gull

Ring billed gull

Blackburnian

Cormorant
Scarlet tanager

House wren
Ruby crowned kinglet

Yellow warbler

Downy woodpecker

Grey catbird

Cowbird
Great Blue Heron
Turkey vulture
Mute swan
Egret
American coot

Canada goose
American black duck
Killdeer
Black bellied plover
Dunlin
Semi palmated plover
Blue jay
Possible chestnut-sided warbler

Kirtland’s warbler (see below)
Cape May warbler
Solitary sandpiper
Black tern
Common yellowthroat
Swamp sparrow
Ruby throated hummingbird Northern parula
Blue grey gnatcatcher
Black Capped chickadee Warbling vireo
Veery
Rose-breasted grosbeak
Crow
Robin
Starling

Big Day with Andrew 16th May

Blackburnian warbler

Palm warbler
Yellow rumped warbler

Least flycatcher

Orchard oriole

Baltimore oriole

Rose breasted grosbeak Grackle
Heron
Kingbird

Killdeer
Hummingbird
Turkey
Redwing blackbird
Barn swallows
Black-throated blue warbler Eastern wood peewee

Black throated green

Magnolia warbler

Chestnut sided warbler Forster’s tern
Great black backed gull

Ruddy turnstones

Cormorant

Wood duck
Cowbird
Blue jay
White crowned sparrow Redstart

Warbling vireos

Caspian tern

Black tern

Little gull

Dunlin

Bonaparte’s

Ringbilled

Tree swallows
Robin
Yellow warbler
Red breasted nuthatch Red headed woodpecker

Yellow bellied flycatcher Common yellowthroat Blackpoll
Scarlet tanager female

Catbird

Magnolia warbler

Female Purple finch

House wren

Tennessee warbler

Red-eyed vireo
Cape May warbler

Turkey vultures

Eastern screech owl

Canada warbler

Northern parula (male)

Chipping sparrow

Whip-poor-will

Black and white warbler
Oven bird
Orange crowned warbler

Kirtland's warbler
The Kirtland’s warbler – a real “lifer” — a bird rare enough to get birders coming from all over to see it. This photo was shared with me, I couldn’t take one this good!

Make plans to visit Pelee

I highly recommend visiting Point Pelee – so make your own plans to go there for either this September’s fall migration, or next May for the spring arrival. You can go on your own if you book a camping spot or a motel well in advance, and there are birding clubs and outfitters who facilitate these trips. To camp in the Park at migration, it may even require being a member of a birding club, it is that solidly booked.

These trip reports are practically irrelevant of what year it actually happened versus time of year — what you see and their proportions are always to be expected, with novelty. The things that change are whether the park builds or closes a trail or renovates a park building, but natural changes, too – how the trees grow, how the vegetation and water ecology shifts, how the decommissioned roads degrade with disuse and frost heaves and plant life that break them up. Like this, which is not a picture of a river, but of a former road, perhaps from before it became a National Park. Things change with time, and this former vacation spot is now fully rewilded.

An old park road at Point Pelee, returning to nature
The re-naturalizing abandoned road – a pic from 2011, I wonder what it’s like in 2024?