I got an early start yesterday morning in the hopes of finding migrant warblers in Forest Park. The rain and strong south winds we...

Most of my time in Guatemala was spent in some type of forest or another, which is exactly how I like it. To me,...

Guatemala’s 2008 International Birding Encounter truly was a once-in-a-lifetime experience, an adventure I’ll always remember as much for my fellow participants as for the...

On Saturday, a mere two weeks after having moved into my new digs in Queens, I decided it was time for a major birding...

Some names conjure visions of such reckless tropical adventure that one might grow dizzy just to hear, let alone speak them. Ixpanpajul. Swinging through...

When discussing my birding plans for Sunday with some New Yorkers I was met with blank stares, queries about my sanity, and outright derision....

So there I was in Guatemala, where it’s cool to eat cookies before dawn. A murderer’s row of local and international scientists, conservationists, guides,...

This morning I woke up at the crack of dawn and was in Forest Park, binoculars and camera at the ready, when the first...