Owls are creatures of
the night. During the day, they roost inconspicuously away from sight. When
night falls, they begin stir and that is when their day truly starts. Or so it
seems. Air Hitam Dalam, a small patch of freshwater swamp forest at the northern
end of Penang state, is where owls do not adhere to the rules. It is not
unusual to see these nocturnal predators up and about in broad daylight. My
latest encounter really left me amazed and bewildered at the same time. It was
an extremely confiding Brown Hawk-owl calling non-stop right out in the open.
Eventually it did come
to its senses, slightly anyway, and retreated to a shadier perch where it
continued with its persistent calling. This went on throughout the morning and
it finally sizzled down to a stop at noon.
During my observation,
it did shift about a few perches and totally ignored human presence - birders,
photographers, day-trippers, anglers, workers alike. The Brown Hawk-owl is not
uncommon in Malaysia. It even occurs within human settlements. I have many past
encounters with this species but never one so prolonged. Never so close. This
individual was so tame that I initially thought it was an escapee.
In the end, it
provided me with one of my best and most memorable owl encounters. Owls have
always been one of my favourite groups of birds. They are beautiful,
mysterious, elusive and deadly. What is there not to like?
Although the trip
belonged to the owl, the other birds present also performed well. The Asian
Openbills are now sporting their smart breeding colours.
The Spotted Wood-owl is also regularly seen here in the daytime. If it was any other day, I would be a little excited to find one. But today is certainly not any other day and the performance by the smaller hawk-owl will be extremely difficult to beat.
Air Hitam Dalam is the best place in the world if I should be so bold, to see Mangrove Blue Flycatchers. But don't just take my word for it – take his…
Air Hitam Dalam is the best place in the world if I should be so bold, to see Mangrove Blue Flycatchers. But don't just take my word for it – take his…
Now, there are
flycatchers and there are paradise-flycatchers. To me, the latter is just
simply out of this world. Divine is probably a better word to describe the white-phased
males with their elongated tail feathers and all. I guess observing one dancing
about the sunlight in the canopy level is the closest I will ever get to seeing
angels. Unfortunately, even my best attempt this morning does not do any
justice to this stunning creation of God and it is not due to lack of trying -
just lack of luck.
The Greater
Racket-tailed Drongo also possesses elaborate tail feathers but it is no angel.
Tenacious by nature, God have mercy on anything that incurs its wrath during
the breeding season which is about now and that includes even large raptors.
A Crested
Serpent-eagle not taking any chances and keeping well clear of the drongo…
This locality also
happens to be the best place in Malaysia to see the Streak-breasted Woodpecker.
One of the resident pairs did make a brief appearance and was given its due
admiration and respect.
The Common Flameback
may not be as rare as the former but it is nevertheless another striking denizen
of this swamp forest.
Most of the migratory
passerines would have undergone their spring passage back north. So, I was
quite delighted to see this handsome breeding plumage Tiger Shrike still
present at the locale.
Due to the presence of
quite a number of sought-after species here of late, it can get a little
crowded at times. Baiting is a common practice for photographers looking for
the perfect shots and the Tiger Shrike certainly did not pass on a chance for
an easy meal. I do not have anything against baiting as long as the birds are
not put in harm’s way. From what I see, the birds get fed and the photographers
get their shots. I am no ornithologist and this is just my point of view.
In the case of this Tiger Shrike, he looks
like he could use some extra ounces before he partakes on his tedious journey
back north.
A Greater Coucal
foraging out in the open is not a common sight and it was a fitting end to a
great trip.