An old trip report that I need to revive as the older pdf version has had some problems - I'd really like to go back here one day!
I prepared very well
for this trip, as I had booked it seven months in advance. I got a guidebook
for Christmas, and scrubbed up thoroughly. I also planned two spectacular days
birding, with a guide. I felt that the birds would be so foreign to me, and
that so many were plain and brown, that this would pay off handsomely.
Wednesday
20th February
I worked a full,
bird-less day at the office and then headed for Heathrow where our flight to
Buenos Aires, via Sao Paolo, left at 9pm. Slight hiccup before we even started
as the baggage system at Terminal 4 failed and passengers were restricted to
hand luggage only, but somehow we made it on to the plane. Not a great start,
and it got worse: 1) My iPod broke in the departure lounge, and 2) My neighbour
for the next 11 hours was, shall we say, malodorous. Washing yourself is a
basic prerequisite. The only time when it is acceptable to skip washing
yourself is when you are out birding in the middle of nowhere, alone, with no
facilities (and in any case, bathing takes up valuable birding time). Not washing yourself for several days
prior to getting into a sealed steel tube for 11 hours with 300 other [washed]
people is completely unacceptable. He should have been thrown off. I don’t
remember much of the flight, I was too busy not listening to music and trying
not to be sick.
Thursday
21st February
My fragrant neighbour
got off at Sao Paolo, but his presence remained with us until Buenos Aires . We agreed that I would get the
window seat on the way back, and that Charlie would be the buffer. A taxi was negotiated
into the centre, and we congratulated ourselves on having survived the flight,
and on what a cool place South America is.
Unless you have been, it is impossible to really convey a sense of what it is
like. For a start, the city appears to be European - reminds me of Barcelona - but what gives
it away are the cars and particularly the trucks. The concept of MOTs has not
yet reached Argentina ,
roadworthy means it runs, and that’s it. The main highway into Buenos
Aires from Pistarini
Airport is a wonderful
journey of old bangers, overloaded, bits falling off, and cars that have
randomly driven off the road to unload people under trees for impromptu siestas
or picnics. And of course there are birds everywhere. From the taxi, my first
sightings were of Southern Lapwings,
which were to be a feature of the trip, and Rufous Horneros, Argentina ’s
National Bird, not because it is everywhere, but because the Argentines admire
its attitude and posture. Screeching flights of Monk Parakeets were seen, as well as Neotropic Cormorants flying in from the sea.
We dumped our stuff
in the Art hotel (very nice, pretty cheap, and in the heart of the Recoleta
district), incinerated our flight clothes, showered, and went straight out to
the civil wedding reception – the “real” wedding was on Saturday – which was
being held in the suburb of San Isidro. Here, amongst more Horneros, I found my first Eared
Doves, dainty things reminiscent of Mourning Doves in the US . Two hours
into a new country, with birds everywhere, Charlie had to drag me to the
reception. We met up with not only the happy couple, but also a number of
people I had not seen since that year in France a decade ago. As always,
there was no awkwardness, ten years of non-contact melted away, and we arranged
to meet for dinner later that evening. STEAK!!! What a country. A great evening
reminiscing, and Charlie therefore hatched a plan for the next day, when I
would be abandoning him in favour of birding in Entre Rios province. We went to
bed at around 1am, not ideal following a fifteen hour flight and with a 5.45am
start the next day.
Friday
22nd February
Four hours passed in
five minutes, and somehow I made it down to reception. What time was it? The
streets of Buenos Aires
had been washed clean by overnight rain, and the air still felt damp. My guide, Alec Earnshaw, turned
up outside just as we had planned, and we set off for Ceibas, an area of
wetlands and Pampas interspersed with grazing 150km north of the city. Alec’s
trip tick-list showed 223 “of the most likely species” – I was blown away, I
don’t think I have ever been anywhere with that potential. Ceibas is in fact in
the next province, Entre Rios (literally, among rivers). You reach Entre Rios
by crossing some monumental bridges over the Parana, the second longest river
in South America at about 2,500 miles including the headwaters. The journey
passed quickly, talking about birds, getting to know one another, finding out
what made each other tick [ho ho], and what photographic opportunities lay in
store. The only problem was that rain threatened, but for the time being it
seemed to be holding up. The first birds of the trip were Giant Wood-Rails by the side of the road, and abundant Southern Caracaras, as well as the huge
silhouette of a Ringed Kingfisher
against the dawn sky. Sadly when we slowed down to stop the Rails scuttled
away.
Our first stop, just
by the side of the road, we saw 2 Picui
Ground Dove, tiny birds feeding in the leaf-litter, a Glittering-bellied Emerald, Green-barred
Woodpecker, Checkered Woodpecker,
White-fronted Woodpecker, and in the
fields to one side, a Lark-like Brushrunner
– another member of the Furnarid family. The Furnarids are Alec’s favourite
bird family, as you will see if you consult his website, and they are unique to
South America . Many are very similar, but
overall the family is incredibly varied. The Rufous Hornero is also in this family (Furnarid = furnace = oven =
like the nest of the Hornero), and we saw a number of these on the road here.
Also here was a Great Rhea, many of
these birds roam wild, even though they are semi-domesticated. The first bird
that Alec used playback for was the Suiriri
Flycatcher, a smallish plain flycatcher, and eventually we got good views
of this tough bird. We also saw Rufous-collared
Sparrow here, and the amazing Red-crested
Cardinal – the cover bird from my guide book. Monk Parakeets, a Creamy-bellied
Thrush, and Southern Caracara
were also seen well.
We continued on down
the road, stopping by a small pool. There were 2 Spot-winged Pigeons here, Spot-flanked
Gallinule, and my first Wattled
Jacanas, with their amazing wing colour when they took off on short flights
around the edge of the pool. We also saw Brazilian
Teal here, Greater Yellowlegs
and a few Pectoral Sandpiper. Also
spotted was a Common Snipe, the same
species as the UK .
This road – a dusty track, with barren
scenery on each side, with low trees and scrubs - was immense in birding terms. Everywhere we
stopped we found birds – Vermillion
Flycatcher, Crowned Slaty Flycatcher,
White-naped Xenopsaris (particularly
abundant), Yellow-browed Tyrants and
Cattle Tyrants.
When we hopped over a
fence and penetrated a little deeper, we encountered yet more species. This is
cattle country, but I’m not exactly sure what they eat. Maybe the answer is not
much, as there were bleached bones and skulls all over the place. Amongst this
scenery we found a group of Little
Thornbirds, a Freckle Breasted
Thornbird, many Tufted-tit
Spinetails, Short-billed Canastero,
Chotoy Spintetail, Sooty-fronted Spinetail, Pale-breasted Spinetail – all of these
members of the Furnarid family. The spinetails are exactly what it says on the
tin, with medium to long stiff tails, in a variety of formats, from a wedge
shaped fan to long streamers, and they are masters at flitting through the
tough scrub and vanishing into places you cannot follow. We also got a brief
in-flight view of an unknown species of Nightjar here, probably Scissor-tailed,
a Golden-billed Saltator, Sayaca Tanager, Sooty Tyrannulet, Warbling
Doradito, White-tipped Plantcutter, White-crested
Tyrannulet and Masked Gnatcatcher
– a delightful little blue-grey bird. Then Alec got very excited, as he thought
he had a site tick – Orange-headed Tanager. This very elusive bird led him on a
merry dance through the thickets. He couldn’t quite place it, and only a few
days later did he realize that it was a juvenile Blue-and-Yellow Tanager. I was more than happy to for him to take
some photos. In this respect we share the same interests, and Alec takes some great
pictures using modest equipment and a honed technique using a modified
mini-tripod which he balances on his chest and then stalks forward, with
playback coming from his waist. The Inspector Gadget of Argentine birding.
Our next stop was
more prolonged, and we went for a longish walk away from the road towards some
marshy scrapes. This tried and tested route proved to be very productive, and
it was not long before we had found a big group of Brown-and-Yellow Marshbirds, with some keeping lookout from
observation points in the landscape, whilst the others fed on the ground. We
were to see quite a few more of these as the day progressed. At this spot we
also saw Barn Swallow, Blue-and-White Swallow, Spectacled Tyrant, and White Monjita. Further on, closer to
the water, we saw a group of American
Wood Storks on the ground and in flight, and 3 juvenile Roseate Spoonbills, sadly only a very
light shade of pink. I would love to see breeding adults of this species, but a
tick is a tick. Means I have to come back, or go to Florida perhaps. Next up was a gigantic Maguari Stork – the first stork I had
ever seen anywhere. Stunning. We also saw a pair of Southern Screamer, huge turkey-like birds that actually fall into
the anatidae, Cocoi Heron, Bare-faced Ibis, White-faced Ibis, and a Rufescent
Tiger-Heron flushed up and then down again – more Bittern than Heron. The
quality of the birds was superb. I could barely keep up, but we gave each
species a good grilling. A reedy area held a nervous Wren-like Rushbird, another Furnarid species, and we saw many Yellow-winged Blackbirds. Hooded Siskins were charming birds, and
a Masked Yellowthroat was seen, but
needed a lot playback to get a view. Here we also got great views of a Savannah Hawk. On the way back to the
car, for it was now around lunchtime and we had been on the go for many hours,
we got excellent views of Guira Cuckoos,
Great Kiskadees, a Tropical Kingbird, a pipit which we
could not identify (if you can’t hear it, don’t tick it – a mantra from an old
birding friend of Alec’s) and Alec found a Nacunda
Nighthawk in one of the fields. He got it set up in the scope, and I could
tell from the twinkle in his eye that the game was afoot. Looking in the scope
I saw nothing, only grass and a few clods of earth. Then one of the clods of
earth winked – absolutely amazing. Back at the car we had a picnic lunch, and
watched a gaucho teaching his young son to rope cattle, bare-backed on a horse
at aged 8 or thereabouts. We could here the calls of Shiny Cowbirds and Bay-winged
Cowbirds here, and after lunch a brief foray back in the direction we had
walked soon produced fine views of both these species.
Somewhere along this
road we also saw a Brown Cachalote, Black-and-Rufous Warbling Finch, Great Pampa Finch and a Narrow-billed
Woodcreeper, something like a giant treecreeper – both the cachalote and
woodcreeper are members of the Furnarid family. We also saw many wonderful Fork-tailed Flycatchers that always
stayed one step ahead of my lense – beautiful birds, really graceful. Unfortunately
it now began to rain. This had threatened all day, and had kept us cool despite
the potential for Ceibas to heat up to 36C, but when it became heavier we were
forced to make a tough decision. Rain turned the top level of the dust road to
mud, which sticks to the tyres, and builds up layer after layer to the point
where you cannot move. At that point we would be stuck – it had happened to
Alec before - and whilst we wanted to continue birding in this incredible
location, it was safest to get back to the main road while we still could. This
meant we never got to the ponds further up the Ceibas road that could have been
really good, and are on Alec’s usual itinerary.
Once back out of
Ceibas, we drove a little further up the main highway, and stopped up at what
Alec called a special treat, to make up for the disappointment of needing to
leave bird-filled habitat with loads more ticks close at hand. We parked up
just off the main road, and set off down a very muddy track with inquisitive
cattle following us along the fence the entire way. Here we encountered more Rufous Hornero, and more Fork-tailed Flycatchers, and two new
birds, the Firewood Gatherer and the
Stripe-crowned Spinetail – we were
cleaning up on the Furnaridae. After a short while we found the bird we were here
to see, a Burrowing Owl perched up
on a grassy mound. The cattle did their level best to restrict our view by
moving along the fence-line. A lovely bird, and the only owl of the entire
trip. Leaving the fields behind we entered a reedy area, and a bit of playback
soon encouraged a Sulphur-bearded
Spinetail to show really well, with its bright yellow throat patch. Another
Warbling Doradito put in an
appearance here. On the way back to the car we got close-up views of Yellowish Pipit on the earthy field
borders.
It was mid-afternoon now and we decided to head back to
Our final stop of the
day was close to the Parana River , on an
unmetalled road which appeared to be a short cut to somewhere, and found a
brilliant ditch, filled with interesting birds. There were a stack of juvenile Black-crowned Night-herons, Great White Egrets, Giant Wood Rails, and a Plumbeous Rail. Using the car as a
hide, we got some decent photos here. A little further along the ditch, Alec
got onto a Unicolored Blackbird, and
a Dark-billed Cuckoo eyed us warily
from a bush. We took some time for good views before Alec stalked it for a
photo, as he did not have a good one, and he is trying to build a photographic
record of all Argentine species. I took a few whilst he was at it. As we moved
closer, a Snail Kite that we had
previously not noticed flushed up and flew away from us, I got a shot of its
departure -a really distinctive bird with its orange legs.
By now it was about
8pm, and we were still some way from the city, so we decided that with our list
at well over a hundred, we should call it a day. Alec dropped me off at my
hotel at around 10ish, and headed back to his place for a few short hours of
sleep – he was meeting me at the hotel at 6.30am the following day for more of
the same. I meanwhile met up with Charlie and the gang for dinner. I can’t
remember what I had – assume steak. They told me that the day had been a total
wash-out, with torrential rain over the city for a large part of the afternoon
– we had clearly lucked out in Entre Rios.
Saturday
23rd February
At 6.30 on the dot
Alec arrived. Somehow I had managed to get up and be downstairs in time. The
wedding was today – starting at 8pm - I
was a little worried what state I would be in having had so little sleep since
I arrived, but put those thoughts to one side and headed off to Otamendi, a
Marshland habitat that bordered the Parana river .
This was on the same route we had taken to Ceibas, but within Buenos Aires Province
(see map at the end). Leaving later, it was lighter, and our trip list grew
from the car. Fields we had passed in the dark the previous day were filled
with Cattle Egret, as well as the
odd Snowy Egret and Great White Egret, and we saw a Roadside Hawk and many Chimango Caracaras – the Chimangos are
the smaller of the two common Caracaras, and replace crows in the landscape. We
stopped only once on the way, but got good views of Brown-chested Martin and Cliff
Swallow. At the Otamendi Reserve, there is a road that leads from the main
road, across the railway, and down to the river, and we intended to bird the
length of this road. One of the first birds we came across was a fine Rufescent Tiger-Heron. We got out to
see if we could locate where it had landed – no chance – but were rewarded with
some Silver Teal and Brazilian Duck instead. It was
incredibly dusty – the thunderstorms must have bypassed Otamendi. Every now and
again an old banger would bounce past, no suspension, making a huge racket,
with an old guy off on a weekend fishing trip, and the dust would billow up and
make birding impossible for a few minutes, and cover my camera with a fine film
of dust.
Although the road was
only a few miles long, it took pretty much the entire morning to go up and down
it, peering over the vegetation into the marsh beyond, or scanning the ditches
either side. First up was one of the true specialties of the reserve, the Scarlet-Headed Blackbird. Alec picked
up these on sound, a two-toned mournful whistling. Whilst we never got close
views, we spent about 10 minutes watching these fantastic birds move through
the reeds, and managed some reasonably atmospheric shots, if not the glorious
close-up I was hoping for. Near here we found a Curve-billed Reedhaunter, another Otamendi specialty, and of
course, another Furnarid. I would have loved to have spent more time observing,
but you get only very brief views, and you cannot leave the road to get any
closer.
At our next stop, we
found a very busy Gilded Sapphire, a
blazing ball of colour flitting from leaf to leaf. Whilst stopped here we also
found a Chicli Spinetail, another Furnarid
we had so far missed, and a Green
Kingfisher was spotted flying along the roadside ditch. At an obvious
pull-in, Alec used playback to try and draw in a Straight-billed Reedhaunter, and incredibly, very soon after we
heard one calling back. Eventually it gave quite close views. Behaviourally, it
is quite similar to our Reed and Sedge Warblers. This was another bird we had
hoped to see, but was far from guaranteed, and meant we had seen pretty much
every local Furnarid. A short way from here we found a Rufous-capped Antshrike, and Long-tailed
Reedfinch, and a Bran-coloured
Flycatcher.
A short burst of rain
confined us to the car, but had the positive effect of preventing the dust from
blowing everywhere. And the dust was a different type to Ceibas, so we were in
no danger of getting stuck. Further on down the road we pulled up again and
began to be tantalized by the calls of a White-winged
Becard and Streaked Flycatcher
coming from the trees to our right. This latter bird was incredibly elusive,
and took about forty minutes to pin down. It seemed to be calling right in
front of us but we were just unable to see it.
We eventually left the road and went down alongside the ditch in order
to get closer to it. By the time we finally succeeded we had also managed to
see an unexpected Rufous-browed
Peppershrike in the same tree. There was also a small path along the ditch
(more a creek really) leading between fishing spots, and we followed this and
got good views of a Red-eyed Vireo,
a Small-billed Elaenia, as well as
finding a Solitary Black Cacique, an
Epaulet Oriole, and a Diademed Tanager. So often when looking
for one bird you find another, but this was exceptionally good.
We carried on to the end of the road, and had a quick look at theParana river ,
which save for a single Great Grebe
was entirely bird-free. This was quite pleasing as it was a new species and
Alec had predicted zero birds. The views were not brilliant as it is not a
small river and the bird was right on the other side. We then concentrated on a
small area of trees to the left of the road. The birds here were awesome. We
got brilliant views of another Diademed
Tanager, as well as Picazuro Pigeon,
and best of all a Tropical Parula –
a small yellow, blue and olive-green bird that took about 20 minutes of
searching the tree-tops for before finally getting on it. This was my first
experience of looking for American Wood Warblers, and my neck let me know it
was not happy! A Rufous-bellied Thrush
was much easier to get good views of – these birds are very common in fact, and
you can get good views of them in many of the parks in Buenos Aires . By now our lunch appointment at
a local restaurant just outside the reserve was looming. The ditches continued
to be productive, and we were able to get some close photos of a very obliging Striated Heron as it stalked small
fish.
We carried on to the end of the road, and had a quick look at the
The day was always going to have to be slightly truncated. After all it would be a shame to have missed the wedding, the entire point of the many thousands of miles I had traveled. So after lunch we headed back to Buenos Aires via one final location, the Reserva Natural de Vicente Lopez (VL being the name of the district) – just outside the city limits and in fact quite near to Alec’s house. We negotiated some road works and found our way to the boardwalk around a small lake. The first bird we saw was another Plumbeous Rail, which gave very good views in a small culvert, and then we were also rewarded with excellent views of Red-gartered Coot, Common Gallinule (our Moorhen!), more Jacanas, many Striated Heron, Black-crowned Night-Heron, and a small colony of Neotropic Cormorant. Rufous Hornero were of course omni-present, and there was an easily-photographed group of Monk Parakeets, somewhat to my chagrin, having spent a futile 20 minutes at Ceibas trying to get a decent shot. As we left, we picked up a Glittering-bellied Emerald, and finally a small bird that I spotted turned out to be a Golden-crowned warbler. In common with many birding trips, the last bird we saw was the Eurasian House Sparrow!
Alec dropped me at my
hotel exactly at the time planned, and so ended two of the most fantastic
birding days I have ever experienced. He headed home for a well-earned rest,
and I had an hour zoned-out for a power nap prior to the wedding. I didn’t
actually think I would manage to last the course but I somehow got second-wind,
and danced/ate/drank until 4am, getting back to the hotel at 5am. By this stage
I had been in the country for 66 hours and had had just under 10 hours sleep.
Luckily the next day was a day off – we literally had nothing planned at all –
well, until the evening anyhow, when we were due on yet another bender.
Sunday
24th February
We spent a lot of the
day sleeping, and then had a wander through a reasonably touristy part of Buenos Aires . One of my
regrets of this trip is that I spent almost no time exploring one of the great
cities of the world. I am not a church or museum person really, and although I
did a lot of walking through the many parks, I feel that I missed out to a
certain extent. I got a few nice non-bird photos, and enjoyed some great
ice-cream. Charlie decided that he needed more sleep, so he went back to the
hotel, and I walked to Costenara Sur, a fabulous nature reserve right on the
River Plate. It is essentially a recreation area for dog-walkers, joggers,
cyclists and families, but retains a lot of wilderness character as it is
mostly wetland, with one circular path around the perimeter, and then one
through the middle. The proximity to central Buenos Aires makes it extremely popular and
even more so at the weekends. It was absolutely rammed, but I nonetheless I had
a very pleasant walk around the reserve, and got great views of Snail Kite, Fork-tailed Flycatcher, Bay-winged
Cowbird, Double-collared Seedeater,
Saffron Yellow-finch, and many Great Kiskadees foraging on the
dried-up lagoons. I had wondered if the recent heavy rain might have helped
restore these wetland basins somewhat, but the whole site other than the deeper
central lagoon was bone-dry, so as a result there were no wetland birds at all,
other than a few Giant Wood Rails. I
added only one new bird, 3 Brown-hooded
Gulls flying along the shore on the far side of the reserve. On the way
back to the hotel I picked up a White-winged
Coot in one of the central parks near Palermo ,
as well as Monk Parakeets and Chalk-browed Mockingbirds. There was a
lot of bird-life in these parks, but I was running late for the restaurant so I
could not linger. I resolved to put this right on our final morning in Buenos Aires before we flew back to London .
We had a great
evening at a traditional Parilla restaurant, basically a barbeque place. Not
for those with small appetites, or vegetarians. The Caipirinhas were awesome.
If you’re in Argentina ,
you have to try one of these places at least once.
Today we were off to Northern Patagonia . I added one more bird waiting for the
plane in Buenos Aires
– Kelp Gull. The domestic airport –
Jorge Newbery - is right on the River Plate, and rather than sit about in the
dreary lounge, I just crossed the main road for a spot of birding. The Plate is
vast at this point, it basically looks like the sea, except it is muddy brown.
The lack of bird-life is startling. The gulls were sat on piers near a pleasure
marina a short distance from the airport.
The flight to San Carlos to Bariloche –
the heart of the Argentine Lake District - was uneventful, and none of the
passengers had hygiene issues. An interesting South American habit is that air
passengers clap when a plane lands safely. Not sure what this is indicative of,
but I have to say I found our plane pretty ropey, and this was the national
carrier. Presumably people scream a lot if the plane does not land safely.
Happy to say that we never discovered this alternative, and people clapped on
our way back as well. We were extravagant in our choice of hire car – a Toyota
Hilux pick-up. Mainly this was to facilitate stupid surfing shots, but also
many of the roads in Patagonia are unpaved, so
we thought we had better be prepared. In the event though, our giant shiny 4x4
was repeatedly overtaken on these unpaved roads by the most clapped-out cars
imaginable, and we didn’t see any breakdowns.
We found our hotel to
be pretty crappy, but didn’t really mind as we didn’t intend to spend any time
there. We also realized that we were not young anymore, and found that a room
looking out onto a street in a town that doesn’t stop until 3am to be less than
ideal. San Carlos de Bariloche is a very touristy place, and full of trekkers
slumming it. We felt slightly out of place, and decided to spend the remainder
of the day out of town. We found the road to Llao Llao and headed off along the
side of Lago Nahuel Huapi. I almost drove into the back of the car in front
here as I noticed a Black Vulture in
a tree – Charlie was eventually to do the bulk of the driving on the grounds I
was not concentrating enough – a fair point. This was fine by me, but led to a
couple of minor disagreements when he drove past birds I really wanted to stop
and look at. We were both having too much of a great time to have any real
arguments though, and quality music remedied everything. My iPod had recovered,
and so we listened to a series of great albums, alternately chosen, as we drove
through stunning scenery. Llao Llao is the site of one of Argentina ’s great hotels. We agreed
we should have been staying here rather than in Bariloche. We walked up to it
for a poke around, and I saw a number of Ashy-headed
Goose and Black-faced Ibis on
the immaculate golf course that surrounds the hotel. As a result Charlie
reached the hotel about 15 minutes before I did – in fact he reached most
places well before I did, and I often met him on the way back. Once I got there
I found Austral Thrush and Chucao Tapaculo hopping about in the
hotel flower-beds. Back at the car, which we had parked near the lake, there
was a group of Yellow-billed Pintail.
We carried on up the
road through fantastic scenery, and stopped for a longer walk at a small lake
just to the north-west along the main road from Llao Llao. It is well
signposted from the road, and there is a decent car park. The path took us
through bamboo thickets and interesting trees before emerging at a glorious
lake. Austral Parakeets flashed
above us, and the trail was alive with Thorn-tailed
Rayadito, one of the most common Patagonian Furnarids. I was also fortunate
to get excellent views of a Black-throated
Huet-huet, described as a real skulker. We spent a long time just looking
at the Lake , appreciating the silence. Back on
the road we continued around to a view-point south of Llao Llao, that looked
back over Lago Moreno towards Lago Nahuel Huapi. This is one of the most
glorious views I have ever had the pleasure to gaze upon. Photographs just
don’t do it justice. It was 8pm at night, in warm sun, haze-free, and we could
see for miles.
Tuesday
26th February
Today we planned to climb Cerro Catedral, the
mountain at the heart of the ski-resort. It being late summer, there was no
snow, so it had potential for a magnificent trek up the pistes. We
unfortunately did not leave as early as we had planned, and once we had stopped
off to get provisions, it was mid-morning, which meant we would be climbing the
mountain in full sun and heat. We were soon on the winding road that led to the
ski-village at the base of the mountain, and en-route I enforced a couple of
stops where we saw a Cinerous Harrier.
We chose the medium route to the summit – these correspond exactly with the
grade of ski-run, i.e. gentle, medium, or straight up (down if skiing) – and
set off. Stupidly we decided a short-cut up a pony trail would be a good idea,
and this unfortunately killed me off, it being rather steeper than anticipated.
I’m not used to walking up steep gradients, and within an hour I had nasty
blisters developing that I did not want to exacerbate this early on the trip.
We were probably about half way up at this point, so Charlie left me
bird-watching, and continued to the next ski-lift station, from where he got to
the summit (and where he left his sun-glasses…). At this level on the mountain
there were some very bleak scree faces, and on these I had soon picked up a
number of very alert White-browed Ground
Tyrant and Dark-faced Ground Tyrant.
They stood like sentries on prominent rocks to check me out. Try as I might, in
such exposed terrain, I could not get close enough for a particularly good
photo – as soon as I came remotely close the bird relocated up the mountain to
the next rocky perch.
I had agreed to meet
Charlie at the village – walking downhill was not a problem – and whilst on the
way back I saw Red-backed Hawk, more
Austral Parakeet, and a number of White-crested Elaenia, whose familiar
calls would be such a feature of the landscape over the next few days. I wished
I had made it to the top, not only for the view, but for the possibility of
raptors. It was an immensely craggy landscape, perfect for large birds of prey
beginning with the letter C.
As Charlie had taken
the lift up the remainder of the mountain, and then all the way down again, we
actually had most of the afternoon free, so we set off for an area close to the
Chilean border which had views of a volcano, a waterfall, and some rapids. Once
again, the landscape was amazing, and is largely empty. Along the shore of Lago Mascardi I found a group of Silvery Grebes, another new bird for
the trip. The route was longer than we had anticipated, and we also discovered
that the road to the volcano was single file, and operated on a directional
basis, Chile-bound in the morning, back to Argentina in the afternoon. Very
odd – and meant of course we could not go. Instead we found our way to the
rapids, and water of simply extraordinary colour. We could not resist the
temptation to go swimming, and whilst we clearly didn’t swim in the rapids
themselves, it was pretty cool to swim downstream of them and be dragged along
by the current in the turquoise water. This experience was made all the more
satisfying by Chilean Swallows
flying over my head as they hawked insects above this pool, whilst a very tame Chimango Caracara stood on the bank. On
the way back from here, closer to Lago Nahuel Huapi I saw some Upland Geese fly over the road.
Wednesday
27th February
We left Bariloche to
drive to our next base, San Martin de Los Andes .
These two towns are connected by what is known as the Seven Lakes Drive (La Ruta de lose Siete
Lagos) – one of the scenic drives. We
had both been looking forward to this since we had booked our tickets. You head
east from Bariloche and skirt around the southern shore of Lago Nahuel Huapi,
and then head up on route 234 to Villa La Angostura, and then on upwards to San
Martin. On the way you drive alongside parts of seven different lakes – hence
the name – and the principal attraction is that you are presented with view
after view. The deal was that we each had 45 minutes at the wheel, then we
swapped. Charlie was first up, and at our first swap-point I added Fire-eyed Diucon in a bush by the side
of the road. As I moved to get closer, a bird I had not noticed got up and flew
away. I was unable to identify it as it immediately dipped behind a low ridge,
but I felt it was likely, on colouration and size, to be a Black-chested Buzzard-eagle. As I was trying to relocate it, a Rufous-tailed Plantcutter popped up in
the scrub. The scenery here was magnificent – a low plain of arid scrub with
some distant hills, and then the lake and mountains at your back. A short walk
here, just north-east of Nahuel Huapi, would probably be immensely productive,
but the day was all about the drive, so we continued on to Villa La Angostura.
I only saw one new bird on the rest of this monumental drive, an American Kestrel on a telegraph wire,
but the landscape as a whole was mesmerizing, and I believe I actually forgot
about birds for a few hours. I cannot recommend this drive highly enough, it is
wonderful. Take your camera, but most of all, just breathe it in.
The final stretch of
the drive winds along the eastern shore of Lago Lacar, and in the distance we
could see the town of San Martin de Los Andes, nestled against the northern
tip. As we pulled in to the town we realized we would like it here. The town is
far less touristy, reflecting its relative isolation, and the streets were
wide, and empty. It had a relaxed and comfy atmosphere. This is the land of the
Pehuen, the Monkey Puzzle tree, and our hotel had one in the front garden, and
in fact they were all over town. Lanin NP contains the southern-most remaining
stands of the Araucaria forests that once covered the Argentine and Chilean
slopes at this latitude, and was one of the sights that more than anything I wanted
to experience. We went and had some lunch by the shore of the lake – so I had
fish rather than steak – and a quick survey of Lago Lacar wildlife produced Kelp Gull, Yellow-billed Pintail, and Chiloe
(Southern) Wigeon – the latter being a new tick.
After lunch we went
for a walk along the sides of Lago Lacar, about 45 minute’s drive from San
Martin. We could not initially find the path we were looking for, so ended up
walking along the road for a mile or so before turning back. We were hemmed in
by trees on this stretch, so did not get good views, but the road was for some
reason raptor-tastic. I got excellent views of 3 Turkey Vulture, and both a Peregrine
and an Aplomado Falcon flew
overhead. Once back at the car, we realized that the path was about 20 yards
behind us, and we had just covered 2 pointless miles. Even though we were
running out of daylight, we chose to give it a go anyway, and were soon in deep
forest, climbing slowly upwards, and happily engaged in ridiculous Arnie
impressions, taken mainly from “Predator”. During one memorable rendition of
the “it’s using the trees!” scene, I heard a faint, but deep tap, more like
a “plunk”’. My heart skipped a beat –
could this be the bird of the trip? And indeed it was – it took a lot of
searching, but eventually I was looking at a female Magellanic Woodpecker. After watching David Attenborough’s “Life of
Birds”, this had been one of the two top targets for the holiday, along with
Condor. I proceeded to try to attract the bird closer using the same tapping
technique as in the series. I had neglected to bring stones, but I found two
reasonably dense sticks, picked a tree trunk, and did a rapid double-tap. And
it worked!! Within three minutes the male bird had come to investigate me, and
I enjoyed wonderful views of this stunning woodpecker before the pair flew off
together. Unsurprisingly I was on cloud nine, and we had a very nice walk
before heading back to the car, and to San Martin for a celebratory steak.
Thursday
28th February
Our car gained a parking ticket at some
point this morning before we got up. We later learned that this was for parking
pointing the wrong way on the street. We had just driven up to our hotel,
parked, and went and had dinner. We were the only car there. We had to report
to some civic office in the town to pay up for this heinous crime, but elected
not to bother as it would take up too much time and we were late already.
Stupid law anyway. We were off to Lanin Volcano.
It was becoming more and more difficult
to add new birds to the trip list, but at the same time the landscape was
becoming more and more spectacular. Actually climbing the volcano takes two
days and you need a guide, but we planned to get at least to get to the first
waypoint on the lower slopes. We took route 61, which starts just north of
Junin de los Andes , and you start to see the
volcano from a long way off - it dominates the landscape for miles around. It
was mandatory to stop and take photos, and at one view point there was an isolated
stand of Araucaria. Just after this stop, at another viewpoint, I got a new
tick in Common Diuca Finch, which
were in a group in some scrub just near the side of the road. Kelp Gulls flew over Lago Huechulafquen
in ones and twos.
Maybe it was further away than we thought, or
maybe this far into our holiday we were beginning to relax, and so had a slow
start, but whichever it was, we arrived at Lanin far later than planned, which
meant we did not have time to do the walk. In fact the rangers will not let you
leave after lunch, though we convinced the Park Official present that we were
not doing the whole thing and would check in with him again in a few hours,
which we duly did. If you do want to do this walk and are based in San Martin,
you need to leave at first light to arrive there in time, as it is a 7 hour
hike, to 2300m. That being the case we decided to do a section of the Lanin
walk, as well as a shorter walk up to El Saltito waterfall, at Piedre Mala,
which we went to first. We had some sandwiches under a tree near a farm,
alongside Black-faced Ibis, and then
headed up to the waterfall. This was a great walk, and for once Charlie and I
reached the top almost at the same time. I found one bird I was unable to
identify, even with a record shot (ie crap) photo, and alongside the stream
below the waterfall there was a Dark-bellied
Cinclodes. This bird is typical of this habitat, and I was pleased to be
able to watch it hopping about on fallen logs, going about its business. I
guess the closest comparison is a Dipper. We retraced our route back to
the start of the Lanin walk, and set off.
The walk starts at Puerto Canoas
alongside a river, and gradually you get into a reasonably unvarying landscape
of low trees and scrub. Once again, birding and trekking didn’t go hand in
hand, so I lost Charlie (or rather he lost me) after about half an hour. We had
previously agreed that we would only walk for an hour and a half before turning
back, so I figured that if I kept going and stuck to the path I’d meet him
coming back. He ended up having a great walk with his iPod, and I got stuck
into some decent birding, but only added a few new birds. I found a colony of Black-chinned Siskin on sound, in pines
near the river – this is what caused Charlie to lose me - as well as a Cordilleran Canastero, and many House Wrens. Had we continued, I
suspect that the Landscape would have changed, first into pine forest, and then
into bare scree, both with different populations of birds. For another trip
perhaps. We returned to San Martin, parked the car facing the right way, and
went out for dinner.
Friday
29th February
Charlie was feeling a little sick, as
was I (we had stopped eating steak and had green stuff instead, this was the
problem – as soon as I started eating steak again I was fine – lesson learned).
Anyway, he had a lie in, and I went off to find some Araucano forest. I left
before dawn, and enjoyed a magical pink sun-rise. The landscape around the volcano
is flat scrubby plain with low bushes. It is widely used for grazing cattle,
and unfortunately is largely fenced off, but the birding is excellent from the
roadside.
This time I took route 60 heading
towards the Paso Tromen and Chile .
I stopped after only about 2 miles on route 60 to enjoy the sun-rise, and the
first new bird I saw was Long-tailed
Meadowlark, a very neat red and black bird. Continuing onwards towards Lago
Curruhue Chico, past a very noisy Ringed
Kingfisher, I was stopped at an Army Checkpoint. In halting Spanish I
mentioned the Bosque de Pehuen, which the soldier seemed to understand, but it
was clear something else was on his mind. I didn’t understand very much of what
he said, but I heard the word Chile .
I was tempted to go to just for the passport stamp, but I sensed he was keen I
didn’t, so saying “Rentacar no Chile !”
whilst waving my hands negatively was the ideal pacifier, and he then let me
through. I stopped at the eastern end of Lago Curruhue Grande, where there was
a fishing camp, and managed to find a Grey-flanked
Cinclodes, as well as several Great
Grebes out on the water. On the whole though, there didn’t seem to be many
birds, though I found some Mourning
Sierra-finch at another stop. A few miles further on you come to the
southernmost Araucaria stand in the world. You arrive almost by surprise, one
minute there are no trees, the next it’s the only thing you see.
I parked up and enjoyed a magical walk
through a dense, if small stand of ancient trees, with many fallen, and
pleasingly quite a few younger trees. Fresh seed is scattered all about, and it
is forbidden to collect it. I picked up a sharp stone for digging, planted
eleven fertile seeds in various spots around the immediate vicinity, figuring
that wasn’t collecting. If I went back now I would remember almost exactly
where I planted most of them, so I wonder if anything will come of it.
You walk though the Pehuen until you
reach a bluff above the lake. More wonderful views. At this point I was closer
to Chile
than I had ever been, perhaps only 10 miles, but I didn’t go. Instead I turned
back east towards Junin and went birding, and found yet another Furnarid after
about half a mile. I had stopped because I had seen some black birds fly into
some trees, and was hoping that they were Austral
Blackbird. Indeed they were, but I also heard a soft call behind me and
turning around saw a bird from my guidebook that I had only dreamed of seeing –
De Murs’s Wiretail. This is a tiny
bird, smaller than a Goldcrest, but with a tail three times the length of the
body, made up of only a very few modified feathers that are very narrow, hence
the name. I got excellent views for several minutes as the bird fed in the
bushes by the road. This was one of the highlights of the trip.
At another location a few miles further
on, where the road crosses a river, I stopped and went for a walk on some stony
and sandy ground alongside the water. In the bushes here I found Grey-headed Sierra-finch, and an
excellent Striped Woodpecker, the
austral counterpart to the Checkered Woodpecker at Ceibas. I saw many other
birds on the drive back, but no new ones.
Back at San Martin, Charlie had not
enjoyed a frustrating morning of Argentine bureaucracy. He had duly queued up
to pay the parking ticket, only to be told he then needed to walk to another
office the other side of town, get it stamped, and then come back and queue
again to actually pay it. Quite rightly he decided to stuff it, and went and
did something else, this after all was a holiday. I can’t remember what we did
for the rest of the day, I think we just went for a walk near San Martin, and
had steak for dinner. For the first time in Patagonia
it rained – and rained loads. The streets all but disappeared. Up until that
point though we had enjoyed blue skies day after day, so we were not
complaining.
The following morning we went for a couple of quick walks, one up to the top of the outcrop that overlooks San Martin and Lago Lacar. This starts from near the water treatment works, and is a moderate climb. Part of the walk takes you into the land belonging to the indigenous tribe of the area, so you have to pay a small fee. The view from the top is good, if not quite as spectacular as the Llao Llao one. Returning to town, we checked out of our hotel and started the drive back to Bariloche. Whilst it would have been great to do the
We saw two more Condors a little
further on, and arrived back at the airport in Bariloche highly pleased with
ourselves, and having thoroughly enjoyed our stay in the area. Our plane was
delayed by a couple of hours, so I went birding around the airport, and picked
up three new species. A mobile Plain-mantled
Tit-spinetail on the perimeter fence, Austral
Negrito right next to the parking lot, and Great Shrike-Tyrant near the entrance booths. Also present were
plenty of Long-tailed Meadowlarks.
We sorted out the parking ticket with the poor guy from Avis, who would
subsequently need to go and present the car paperwork back at San Martin to pay
it, and headed back to Buenos Aires .
Spontaneous applause greeted our successful landing.
Sunday 2nd March
We had the morning in
Buenos Aires ,
and so I decided to check out the parks that had seemed so good the previous
weekend. All the parks I visited were in the Palermo district, near the Hippodrome, and
had ponds which I thought looked promising. I took a taxi over there - the
yellow and black radio taxis in Buenos Aires are plentiful and cheap, some
places warn tourists against using them, but I never experienced any problems,
despite being loaded with kit - and had a poke around. Again it felt very
European, and Sunday morning is fitness morning - the entire population was out
jogging. It was raining on and off, but remained warm. I found Pied-billed Grebe, Mallard, and Rosy-billed Pochard on
one pond. On the edge of the pond a Yellow-billed
Cardinal showed really well, and there were quite a few European Starlings around. At the
Hippodrome itself, near the railway tracks, I found a few Crested Mynas, and then on the grass a number of Campo Flickers (aka
Field Flicker) foraging in the manner of Green Woodpeckers. Rufous-bellied Thrush, Rufous Hornero, and Chalk-browed Mockingbird
were everywhere. Finally, on a pond near the Zoo I came across a pair of Black-necked Swans. I decided to cut through
the Zoo to get back to my hotel, and within the ground, though seemingly not
part of the collection, were a couple of Coscoroba
Swans, and a White-cheeked
Pintail, taking advantage of a lot of free food. I could not be
certain they were wild birds, so enjoyed but did not tick them. I also didn't
tick the Mute Swan or Canada Geese that clearly were captive.
Final Thoughts
My trip
total was 188 different species, which surpassed my wildest
expectations. However it was not the number of species, but more the
sheer abundance of birds. Whilst the best birding in the Buenos Aires area is clearly a little
way outside the city, you should not neglect it. A two hour walk around some
densely populated parks in the middle of what is a massive urban area produced
10 new species at the very end of a long trip, and perhaps 40 different species
over-all. A visit to Costenara Sur could easily add 70+ birds to your life
list. So even if you're there for a lay-over, you can do some quality
birding. Northern Patagonia has an entirely
different range of species, most of which are unique the narrow Andean strip,
and is worth a visit for the scenery alone.
If you went to Argentina purely for birding, for 2-3 weeks, and
also managed to get to the extreme south, the Valdes Peninsula ,
and up to the rainforests near the Brazilian border, I believe it would be
possible to see over 300 species, possibly as many as 400. It is a long (and
expensive) journey, but once in the country things are relatively cheap. Eat
only steak.
The enthusiastic and
knowledgeable Alec Earnshaw can be contacted through his excellent website http://www.fotosaves.com.ar/Birds.html,
which will also give you a great introduction to the birds you will likely see.
I can't recommend his guiding services highly enough. If you go birding in the Buenos Aires area, you
would do well to contact him. He has impeccable credentials, is on the board of
Aves Argentinas (similar to the BTO I think), spoke perfect English, and is one
of the nicest people you could ever hope to meet. We conversed a great deal before my arrival
about what I should bring, and what sites we might visit, what birds we could
see and so on. He probably spent many hours writing amazingly detailed
emails about the various possibilities before I even set foot in the country. His
fees might seem high initially, but in fact are not when you
work it out per hour.
In my opinion there
is no single quality guide to the birds of Argentina . There are essentially
two choices, The Collins “Guide to the Birds of Southern South America and
Antarctica ”, and then “Birds of Argentina
and Uruguay ”
by Tito Narosky - an English version. The layout and text of the
Narosky is excellent, but is severely let down by the illustrations, which
are in no way good enough for a foreign birder not sure of what he or she has
seen. The illustrations in the Collins are better, though still not top notch,
but the layout is a pain as the illustrations are higgledy-piggledy,
and the range-maps are all at the back, away from the birds - again
highly unhelpful for the foreign birder. I took the Narosky, which did me
ok, but I wished I had the Collins. Probably had I had the Collins, I
would have been wishing for the Narosky.
Trip List
Common
Name Species Location
Greater Rhea
|
Rhea
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Pied-billed Grebe
|
Podilymbus podiceps
|
|
White-tufted Grebe
|
Rollandia rolland
|
|
Great Grebe
|
Podiceps major
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Silvery Grebe
|
Podiceps occipitalis
|
Lago Mascardi,
|
Neotropic Cormorant
|
Phalacrocorax brasilianus
|
Buenos Aires & Patagonia
|
Cocoi Heron
|
Ardea cocoi
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Great Egret
|
Ardea alba
|
Otamendi,
|
Snowy Egret
|
Egretta thula
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Cattle Egret
|
Bubulcus ibis
|
Otamendi,
|
Striated Heron
|
Butorides striata
|
Otamendi,
|
Black-crowned Night-Heron
|
Nycticorax nycticorax
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Rufescent Tiger-Heron
|
Tigrisoma lineatum
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Wood Stork
|
Mycteria Americana
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Maguari Stork
|
Ciconia maguari
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Black-faced Ibis
|
Theristicus melanopis
|
Llao Llao, Neuquen & Lanin NP
|
Bare-faced Ibis
|
Phimosus infuscatus
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
White-faced Ibis
|
Plegadis chihi
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Roseate Spoonbill
|
Platalea ajaja
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Southern Screamer
|
Chauna torquata
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Black-necked Swan
|
Cygnus melancoryphus
|
|
Upland Goose
|
Chloephaga picta
|
Nahuel Huapi NP, Neuquen
|
Ashy-headed Goose
|
Chloephaga poliocephala
|
Llao Llao, Neuquen
|
Mallard
|
Anas platyrhynchos
|
|
Brazilian Teal
|
Amazonetta brasiliensis
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Anas sibilatrix
|
San Martin de los
|
|
Speckled Teal
|
Anas flavirostris
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Yellow-billed Pintail
|
Anas georgica
|
Llao Llao, Neuquen & San Martin
de los
|
Silver Teal
|
Anas versicolor
|
Otamendi,
|
Rosy-billed Pochard
|
Netta peposaca
|
|
Black Vulture
|
Coragyps atratus
|
Bariloche,
|
Turkey Vulture
|
Cathartes aura
|
Lago Lacar, Neuquen
|
Andean Condor
|
Vultur gryphus
|
Paso Cordoba, Neuquen
|
Snail Kite
|
Rostrhamus sociabilis
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios & Costenara
Sur,
|
Long-winged Harrier
|
Circus buffoni
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Cinereous Harrier
|
Circus cinereus
|
Cerro Catedral,
|
Savanna Hawk
|
Buteogallus meridionalis
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Black-chested Buzzard-Eagle
|
Geranoaetus melanoleucus
|
Nahuel Huapi, Rio Negro & RP 63,
Neuquen
|
Roadside Hawk
|
Buteo magnirostris
|
Otamendi,
|
Red-backed Hawk
|
Buteo polyosoma
|
Cerro Catedral,
|
Southern Caracara
|
Caracara plancus
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Chimango Caracara
|
Milvago chimango
|
Otamendi,
|
American Kestrel
|
Falco sparverius
|
RN 231 , Neuquen
|
Aplomado Falcon
|
Falco femoralis
|
Lago Lacar, Neuquen
|
Peregrine Falcon
|
Falco peregrinus
|
Lago Lacar, Neuquen
|
California Quail
|
Callipepla californica
|
RP 63, Neuquen
|
Limpkin
|
Aramus guarauna
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Giant Wood-Rail
|
Aramides ypecaha
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios & Costenara
Sur,
|
Plumbeous Rail
|
Pardirallus sanguinolentus
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Common Gallinule
|
Gallinula chloropus
|
Vicente Lopez NR,
|
Spot-flanked Gallinule
|
Gallinula melanops
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
White-winged Coot
|
Fulica leucoptera
|
|
Red-gartered Coot
|
Fulica armillata
|
Vicente Lopez NR,
|
Wattled Jacana
|
Jacana jacana
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
White-backed Stilt
|
Himantopus melanurus
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Southern Lapwing
|
Vanellus chilensis
|
|
Common Snipe
|
Gallinago gallinago
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Greater Yellowlegs
|
Tringa melanoleuca
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Pectoral Sandpiper
|
Calidris melanotus
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Kelp Gull
|
Larus dominicanus
|
|
Brown-hooded Gull
|
Larus maculipennis
|
|
Picazuro Pigeon
|
Patagioenas picazuro
|
Otamendi,
|
Spot-winged Pigeon
|
Patagioenas maculosa
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Eared Dove
|
Zenaida auriculata
|
|
Picui Ground-Dove
|
Columbina picui
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
White-tipped Dove
|
Leptotila verreauxi
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Austral Parakeet
|
Enicognathus ferrugineus
|
Llao Llao, Neuquen
|
Monk Parakeet
|
Myiopsitta monachus
|
|
Dark-billed Cuckoo
|
Coccyzus melacoryphus
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Guira Cuckoo
|
Guira guira
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Burrowing Owl
|
Athene cunicularia
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Nacunda Nighthawk
|
Podager nacunda
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Glittering-bellied Emerald
|
Chlorostilbon aureoventris
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Gilded Sapphire
|
Hylocharis chrysura
|
Otamendi,
|
Ringed Kingfisher
|
Megaceryle torquatus
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Green Kingfisher
|
Chloroceryle
|
Otamendi,
|
White-fronted Woodpecker
|
Melanerpes cactorum
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Striped Woodpecker
|
Picoides lignarius
|
Lanin NP, Neuquen
|
Checkered Woodpecker
|
Picoides mixtus
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Green-barred Woodpecker
|
Colaptes melanochloros
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Campo Flicker
|
Colaptes campestris
|
|
Magellanic Woodpecker
|
Campephilus magellanicus
|
Lago Lacar, Neuquen
|
Bar-winged Cinclodes
|
Cinclodes fuscus
|
Lanin NP, Neuquen
|
Dark-bellied Cinclodes
|
Cinclodes patagonicus
|
Lanin NP, Neuquen
|
Rufous Hornero
|
Furnarius rufus
|
|
Curve-billed Reedhaunter
|
Limnornis curvirostris
|
Otamendi,
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Straight-billed Reedhaunter
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Limnornis rectirostris
|
Otamendi,
|
Wren-like Rushbird
|
Phleocryptes melanops
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Thorn-tailed Rayadito
|
Aphrastura spinicauda
|
Llao Llao, Neuquen & throughout
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Tufted Tit-Spinetail
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Leptasthenura platensis
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Plain-mantled Tit-Spinetail
|
Leptasthenura aegithaloides
|
Bariloche airport,
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Des Murs' Wiretail
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Sylviorthorhynchus desmursii
|
Lanin NP, Neuquen
|
Chotoy Spinetail
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Schoeniophylax phryganophilus
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Sooty-fronted Spinetail
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Synallaxis frontalis
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Pale-breasted Spinetail
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Synallaxis albescens
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Chicli Spinetail
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Synallaxis spixi
|
Otamendi,
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Sulphur-bearded Spinetail
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Cranioleuca sulphurifera
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Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Stripe-crowned Spinetail
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Cranioleuca pyrrhophia
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Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Yellow-chinned Spinetail
|
Certhiaxis cinnamomeus
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Cordilleran Canastero
|
Asthenes modesta
|
Lanin NP, Neuquen
|
Short-billed Canastero
|
Asthenes baeri
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Little Thornbird
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Phacellodomus sibilatrix
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Freckle-breasted Thornbird
|
Phacellodomus striaticollis
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Firewood-gatherer
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Anumbius annumbi
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Lark-like Brushrunner
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Coryphistera alaudina
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Brown Cacholote
|
Pseudoseisura lophotes
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Scimitar-billed Woodcreeper
|
Drymornis bridgesii
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Narrow-billed Woodcreeper
|
Lepidocolaptes angustirostris
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Rufous-capped Antshrike
|
Thamnophilus ruficapillus
|
Otamendi,
|
Black-throated Huet-huet
|
Pteroptochos tarnii
|
Llao Llao, Neuquen
|
Chucao Tapaculo
|
Scelorchilus rubecula
|
Llao Llao, Neuquen
|
White-tipped Plantcutter
|
Phytotoma rutila
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Rufous-tailed Plantcutter
|
Phytotoma rara
|
RN 231, Neuquen
|
White-crested Elaenia
|
Elaenia albiceps
|
Cerro Catedral, Rio Negro &
throughout
|
Small-billed Elaenia
|
Elaenia parvirostris
|
Otamendi,
|
Suiriri Flycatcher
|
Suiriri suiriri
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Sooty Tyrannulet
|
Serpophaga nigricans
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
White-crested Tyrannulet
|
Serpophaga subcristata
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Warbling Doradito
|
Pseudocolopteryx flaviventris
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Bran-colored Flycatcher
|
Myiophobus fasciatus
|
Otamendi,
|
Vermilion Flycatcher
|
Pyrocephalus rubinus
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Austral Negrito
|
Lessonia rufa
|
Bariloche airport,
|
Spectacled Tyrant
|
Hymenops perspicillatus
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Yellow-browed Tyrant
|
Satrapa icterophrys
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Fire-eyed Diucon
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Xolmis pyrope
|
Lago Lacar, Neuquen
|
White Monjita
|
Xolmis irupero
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Great Shrike-Tyrant
|
Agriornis lividus
|
Bariloche airport,
|
Dark-faced Ground-Tyrant
|
Muscisaxicola maclovianus
|
Cerro Catedral,
|
White-browed Ground-Tyrant
|
Muscisaxicola albilora
|
Cerro Catedral,
|
Cattle Tyrant
|
Machetornis rixosa
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Great Kiskadee
|
Pitangus sulphuratus
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios & Costenara
Sur,
|
Streaked Flycatcher
|
Myiodynastes maculatus
|
Otamendi,
|
Crowned Slaty Flycatcher
|
Griseotyrannus aurantioatrocristatus
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Tropical Kingbird
|
Tyrannus melancholicus
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Fork-tailed Flycatcher
|
Tyrannus savana
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios & Costenara
Sur,
|
White-naped Xenopsaris
|
Xenopsaris albinucha
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
White-winged Becard
|
Pachyramphus polychopterus
|
Otamendi,
|
White-rumped Swallow
|
Tachycineta leucorrhoa
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Chilean Swallow
|
Tachycineta meyeni
|
Lago Mascardi,
|
Brown-chested Martin
|
Progne tapera
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Blue-and-white Swallow
|
Notiochelidon cyanoleuca
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Barn Swallow
|
Hirundo rustica
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Cliff Swallow
|
Petrochelidon pyrrhonota
|
Otamendi,
|
Yellowish Pipit
|
Anthus lutescens
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
House Wren
|
Troglodytes aedon
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Chalk-browed Mockingbird
|
Mimus saturninus
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios &
|
Rufous-bellied Thrush
|
Turdus rufiventris
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios &
|
Austral Thrush
|
Turdus falcklandii
|
Llao Llao, Neuquen
|
Creamy-bellied Thrush
|
Turdus amaurochalinus
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Masked Gnatcatcher
|
Polioptila dumicola
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios & Otamendi
|
Crested Myna
|
Acridotheres cristatellus
|
|
Eurasian Starling
|
Sturnus vulgaris
|
|
House Sparrow
|
Passer domesticus
|
Vincente Lopez NR,
|
Red-eyed Vireo
|
Vireo olivaceus
|
Otamendi,
|
Rufous-browed Peppershrike
|
Cyclarhis gujanensis
|
Otamendi,
|
Hooded Siskin
|
Carduelis magellanica
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Black-chinned Siskin
|
Carduelis barbata
|
Lanin NP, Neuquen
|
Tropical Parula
|
Parula pitiayumi
|
Otamendi,
|
Masked Yellowthroat
|
Geothlypis aequinoctialis
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Golden-crowned Warbler
|
Basileuterus culicivorus
|
Vicente Lopez NR,
|
Sayaca Tanager
|
Thraupis sayaca
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios & Otamendi
|
Blue-and-yellow Tanager
|
Thraupis bonariensis
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Diademed Tanager
|
Stephanophorus diadematus
|
Otamendi,
|
Grey-hooded Sierra-Finch
|
Phrygilus gayi
|
Lanin NP, Neuquen
|
Mourning Sierra-Finch
|
Phrygilus fruticeti
|
Lanin NP, Neuquen
|
Long-tailed Reed-Finch
|
Donacospiza albifrons
|
Otamendi,
|
Common Diuca-Finch
|
Diuca diuca
|
Lanin NP, Neuquen
|
Black-and-rufous Warbling-Finch
|
Poospiza nigrorufa
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Black-capped Warbling-Finch
|
Poospiza melanoleuca
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Double-collared Seedeater
|
Sporophila caerulescens
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Saffron Finch
|
Sicalis flaveola
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Great Pampa-Finch
|
Embernagra platensis
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Red-crested Cardinal
|
Paroaria coronata
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios &
|
Yellow-billed Cardinal
|
Paroaria capitata
|
|
Rufous-collared Sparrow
|
Zonotrichia capensis
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Greyish Saltator
|
Saltator coerulescens
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Golden-billed Saltator
|
Saltator aurantiirostris
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Unicolored Blackbird
|
Agelasticus cyanopus
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Yellow-winged Blackbird
|
Agelasticus thilius
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
White-browed Blackbird
|
Sturnella superciliaris
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Long-tailed Meadowlark
|
Sturnella loyca
|
Lanin NP, Neuquen
|
Shiny Cowbird
|
Molothrus bonariensis
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios & Vicente
Lopez NR,
|
Epaulet Oriole
|
Icterus cayanensis
|
Otamendi,
|
Solitary Cacique
|
Cacicus solitarius
|
Otamendi,
|
Brown-and-yellow Marshbird
|
Pseudoleistes virescens
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios
|
Scarlet-headed Blackbird
|
Amblyramphus holosericeus
|
Otamendi,
|
Austral Blackbird
|
Curaeus curaeus
|
Lanin NP, Neuquen
|
Bay-winged Cowbird
|
Agelaioides badius
|
Ceibas, Entre Rios & Costenara
Sur,
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