Day Seventeen 11-11
One morning left in the Hawaiian Islands. We returned to the initial Kahuku Golf Course entry point as eBird had a new report of nesting Wedge-tailed Shearwaters there. Someone had gained access but how? Car loaded with luggage, we drove north determined to find an answer. As we approached the Government sign and parked, a dog walker came down the “restricted” road. I asked him about the “keep out” sign and he seemed surprised, saying he hardly noticed the sign and didn’t really know why it was there. Just go up a couple of hundred yards and you’ll see the trailer that serves as a clubhouse. We drove to a small, gravel parking lot, seeing the trailer and, still a little confused, left the car for a grass cart path at the end of the lot. We were talking to someone about where we were allowed to go and where the Shearwaters might be when our newly met friend and dog caught up with us, offering to lead us to a occupied nest he’d seen earlier. We followed man and dog to a series of holes in the sandy soil along the side of the cart path. The face of a Shearwater in the third hole was almost a surprise as I half expected our “guide” to be joking. We found another nesting bird but left quickly for fear of disturbing them. To be truthful though, the birds did not seem at all agitated by our close presence, likely adapted to the presence of people and carts.
We moved on, saying goodbye and thanks to our helpful friend. Next, our aimless walk took us past a roped off, tall grass area which served as a bird sanctuary and likely a errant golf ball repository as well. Afterwards, a fenced cemetery, Japanese, I think and some scrub habitat separating the course from the sand beach. I’m not sure what led us on; maybe trying to get another look at Curlews, (we saw only one flying). It wasn’t the multiple Doves, Plovers or other assorted grass loving birds. But, something got us to cut through a narrow opening in the thick hedge to the ocean’s edge and the sight that greeted us was amazing. Dozens of Brown Noddies were tacking low over the surf, all headed north, a steady stream that continued strong for nearly twenty minutes. In a sweep from my left to right view, I easily counted forty birds. My estimation for the time we observed this spectacle was a minimum of 250 birds. I must admit, we first misidentified these birds, thinking they must be Shearwaters, but adequate photos and much appreciated help from eBird reviewer Kellen Apuna, corrected our eBird posting. Adding to our identification confusion was that eBird charts show no evidence of Brown Noddies being seen at all at this location in October or November. Kellen posed that the beach at the course receives so little visitation from birders during those months that the Noddies go unnoticed.
As the birds passed, I took many photos, trying to capture the essence of the scene. While I did that, we noticed there were a few larger, white birds with the Noddies, several of which were the last target bird we could have hoped for, Red-footed Boobies. Other Boobies would remain unidentifiable but those three would do just fine.
Very conscious of our upcoming drive down the coast and across the mountains to the airport, we left, perhaps a little too soon; it was not quite 9am.
On our return drive, the Polynesian Culture Center had some large, carved statues we remembered to photograph.
Realizing we didn’t want to get to the airport too early, we made a last birding stop at coastal Kualoa Regional Park, we walked for 45 minutes, taking in last looks at Zebra Doves, Golden Plovers, Mynas, Red-crested Cardinals, Bulbuls, a flock of 40 Ruddy Turnstones, Stilts, Canaries, Finches and a final pair of Chestnut Munias. Besides the birds, we had wide ocean views with famed Chinaman’s Hat poking up through the blue water and kayakers, testing their skills in the rough water. In the other direction, a row of steep, forested mountains, a common sight on this coast. A fine morning to end our birding adventure, we finished the drive, used the back roads to avoid the interstate, successfully filled the gas tank and returned the car. I lost my penknife to security, one I’ve had for many birding trips and used this trip to help repair Liz’s snorkel mask and clean the deep tread of my boots.
Delta took off on time and got us to LA a few minutes early due to a strong tailwind. We requested and got a room on the quiet side of the motel. Back in the North Carolina mountains the next day and in much different temperatures than Hawaii. Credit to Delta for on time flights and no lost luggage.
November 30
As I finish this report, both Kilauea and Mauna Loa on the Big Island has been erupting for a few days with lava beginning to flow slowly to the northeast. There is no current danger to the town of Hilo or other populated areas but as it has been 38 years since the last eruption, we might have missed a once-in-a-lifetime photo opportunity. Those planning their own upcoming trip may want to take heed!
Kahuku Golf Course entrance sign
Wedge-tailed Shearwater in nest burrow
Brown Noddies
Red-footed Booby
Chinaman’s Hat
A Hawaiian message to birders