Yesterday we all arrived at the Bodega Bay boat dock at almost precisely 6:45 AM. Doug Koch and I had stayed in Sebastopol on Saturday night. I’m not sure exactly where the Dream Team had stayed, but they were all here. Ken Petersen, Todd McGrath and Steve Howell were on our October 16th trip that discovered the White-chinned Petrel. Dave Pereksta, one of the leaders of the July 26, Condor Express was also aboard. With solid credentials as being some of the top seabirders in the world, this group dreamed big – Mottled Petrel, Solander Petrel, Wandering Albatross, anything is possible. There’s something magical about pelagic birding and I think it has to do with the uncertainty of what’s out there.
However, this trip didn’t turn up an Megas. We did see a very late South Polar Skua and several Short-tailed Shearwaters, but for the most part there wasn’t much out there. Just a few Black-footed Albatrosses, one Pink-footed Shearwater and maybe a dozen Sooty Shearwaters mixed in with the constant flock of gulls and fulmars.
As I write this, I’m once again in the air, this time to Tucson where Bill V. and I will try to rustle up one of the Rufous-capped Warblers in Florida Canyon in the Santa Rita Mountains. Stay tuned.