Late this morning (technically yesterday morning, by the time this gets posted) Patrick Comins passed along a shocking yet vague report of a female BROWN BOOBY that was photographed on a boat in Westport, Connecticut earlier in the day. A first state record. All we knew at the time was the town in which it was taken...no further details.
I made a bunch of phone calls and soon local birders were scouring the coast without any sign of the booby. In the meantime I was taking care of a few odds and ends before finally arriving in the early afternoon. Satisfied that the coast had been covered from land by others, I headed straight to the boat club to prepare the boat for its first excursion of the season. I was soon joined by Tina Green, Roy Harvey, and John Oshlick.
We headed into Norwalk Harbor in search of the booby, which as far as we knew could have been long gone by then. But I had a good feeling that, given the crummy weather and the bird's habit of landing on boats, it could still be nearby.
Just as we were exiting the harbor, John noticed that a nearby boater was busily photographing a brown bird in the water next to his boat. I recognized the boater as friend Larry Flynn (click here to read his account). Larry was indeed focused on a large bird in the water. It took us a few seconds to realize what was happening...Larry was photographing the Brown Booby.
A few expletives were yelled as the bird lifted off the water and flew right past our boat. At this point I didn't know whether to captain the boat, watch with bins, or take photos. I think I managed to do all three although those few seconds are now just a blur.
|the initial fly-by|
The bird wheeled around the mouth of the harbor a few times before settling down on a channel marker! We were able to drive right up to the marker and enjoy the bird as it sat and preened at close range, oblivious to us.
After several minutes of this, the booby again took flight, this time seemingly down the coast to the west. We spent a few more minutes searching before some nasty weather began to approach from the southwest. So we headed back towards the club. Larry got a head start, so he was well ahead of us when he called with news that the bird was sitting on a friend's boat back at the marina! Sure enough, the bird was right there. But it gets better.
It did not spend long at rest before flying a couple loops around the harbor, which displeased the local Great Black-backed Gulls. The booby broke away from the gulls, flew towards Larry's boat, and to our amazement actually landed on his boat! I think Larry was even more stunned than we were.
The booby seemed to like Larry. She was happy to hang out with him for several minutes, not caring whether Larry was laughing, taking photos, or talking to us as we circled him in our boat.
Yes, it gets even better.
Frank Gallo, Patrick Dugan, and Jake Musser were on shore, stuck looking from the marina parking lot. They were having trouble seeing the boat & bird as they were blocked by the docks and tall boats. So, naturally, Larry delivered the bird to them. He pulled the boat into the marina, right up to the parking lot area, so the others could see the bird. And there she sat, still keeping Larry company while being admired by a few more *completely stunned* birders.
|Larry escorting the booby to Patrick and Frank|
After a bit, the booby decided it was time to let Larry off his boat, and she flew back towards the channel and out of sight. She was not seen again that day. After the storm passed, a new group of birders joined me on the boat in search of the bird. We gave the inner Norwalk Islands a good search but came up empty. She likely did not go very far at that time of day, so she may still be in the area.
It is still difficult to comprehend exactly what happened out there today. Simply surreal. This will undoubtedly be cemented as a Top 5 Connecticut birding moment for the rest of my life.