I am a nerd. The nerd part of me, which dates back to before the word was popularized, did not do me well during my pre-teen years. In spite of its title, the movie The Revenge of the Nerds did not help. The more recent development of “nerd chic”, however, has made life easier for nerds everywhere. Thank you, Sheldon and Leonard!
I am also a deep introvert. This seems to surprise some people, since I work as a pastor, and have what most people qualify as pretty good people skills. But every Monday, when my weekend work peak has passed, I literally head for the hills, and recharge my batteries with a healthy dose of total solitude. And lots of birds, of course.
The world is not very accepting of introverts, in spite of the fact that many, if not most, of history’s greatest creative geniuses out there belonged to this category. This may be one reason why it is so hard to explain to non-birders the solitary passion that is birding. A general suspicion of all things solitary makes it hard to justify the hours we spend alone and in underpopulated places.
Yes, I know that birding can be turned into a social experience of sorts, but it will still always involve lots of silence and stealth. Even group birding mostly falls in the category of “parallel play”. Which is just fine with me! Chatty birders, frankly, drive me a little crazy. Quiet birders, on the other hand, have often come to be numbered among my (relatively few) friends.
But sometimes the universe manages to bring equilibrium to its misunderstood subjects. In these latest troubled times, one of the key practices being promoted is “social distancing”. We are told to avoid close physical proximity for the duration of the current epidemic/pandemic. This is very bad news for those whose battery-recharging times depend on movie theaters, restaurants, clubs, and gyms. But for introverts and birders? No problem! We have been distancing ourselves socially for years!
My wife, who has never met a health precaution that she doesn’t love, has fully embraced the CDC’s recent recommendation that people aged 60 or more stay home as much as possible. I love her, so I will accept that limitation as much as possible. But I have already announced that my birding schedule shall not be changed. After all, no human contact need be involved. I shall remain socially distanced at all times.
Only one type of social proximity will be allowed, and that is the proximity that occurs when some bird decides to draw closer than usual. If they want to take an especially good picture, what can I do? Here, and above, are a few examples from past outings, of birds that surprised me with such close encounters, that very little photo trimming was needed. You may notice that several of these birds were otherwise involved, feeding or gathering nesting materials:
This Hutton’s Vireo was busy with its meal of bee.
While this Spotted Wren had nesting materials to gather.
And this Great Kiskadee was enjoying a delicious crab claw.
I think this Curve-billed Thrasher knew I couldn’t get to him. No way, no how.
And this Blue Mockingbird simply had not made his getaway yet.
Violet-crowned Hummingbirds, being pure attitude, can’t be bothered to flee.
I honestly wondered if this Great Blue Heron might not try to peck me with that beak. (It was sitting on a marina walkway, so it was clearly acclimated to human presence.)
So, my avian friends, please understand that “social distancing” does not apply to you. Come as close as you like.
Thank God this particular viral strain is not a “Bird Flu”.
Great post, Paul! Being an introvert myself (though probably without the “pretty good people skills” qualifier), I have always been a bit puzzled by people birding in larger groups. If I wanted to be with people, I would do something with people. As I want to be with birds, I`d rather not have people around at the same time.
Being an extreme extrovert myself I can understand the need to switch off – I go out and get a rest from myself, just by being alone. Solitude rests the mind (but loniless kills).
From the “Great minds…” department, I have been planning to write a page for my site with the same title. However, while I do have a section on Birds, that page will focus on my other introversion/social distancing method, cycling. So, there won’t be a big overlap with your nice post. 😉
That’s what we get for going trendy, Michael!
This is a thoughtful post. I suspect that many people whose sport or pastime connects with nature (hunters, fisherman, mountain climbers) share that element of solitude, a break from civilization. I personally have always felt degrees of loneliness only when I’m with people, and never have felt such when alone in the woods, on a beach etc. There’s a touch of romanticism that comes into play. It’s no coincidence that three of the greatest poems in the English language revolved around birds–Coleridge’s “Rime of the Ancient Mariner,” Shelly’s “To a Skylark,” and Keats’ “Ode to a Nightingale.” All of our supposed superior, singular attributes from other species are questioned. When we’re confronted by the unknown, the birds may have it over us. Just watch, and listen!
You pipped me to the post. Glad you did. Lovely piece.
I did a bit of birding yesterday, but am not sure when will I repeat it. Due to the Covid-19, the President announced the State of Emergency last evening, to be controlled by the Police, the Communal Militia (…) and the Army. Older than 65 are not allowed to leave their homes, and I am not really sure how much mobility are the younger allowed now? The Prime Minster used the press conference to casually mention that the police curfew may be in order.