I have to admit I am not much
of a football fan but when it is my favourite team, Brazil, playing Columbia in
the quarterfinals of the World Cup, it was something not to be missed. The game
kicked off at 4 in the morning here and by the time I saw Brazil got through to
the semis, it was almost time for my Saturday birding. Unfortunately it had
also started to rain and I have no choice but to brood at home until the
weather improves.
As I was contemplating about
calling off my birding excursion, I heard the characteristic song of the
White-rumped Shama. As it was not coming from the direction of any of the
neighbouring units, I decided to peer over my balcony and investigate. A male
White-rumped Shama is rather unmistakable and there was one, flitting about the
line of trees within my apartment compound. I am certain he is an escapee and
although this may not be his habitat of choice, it is sure the hell better than
his prison cage. I wanted to capture him enjoying his new found freedom but he
was gone before I could set up my camera. Stay safe and stay free, bud...
I took this as a good omen and packed
up for my birding trip as planned - this and the fact that it has finally
stopped raining. I decided to visit the nearest local patch to my home for a
couple of hours as I left the house later than usual. Bukit Gambir is a mixture
of scrub, secondary forest and fruit orchards and it has been years since my
last visit.
Yellow-vented Bulbuls are one
of the commonest species to be found here and it did not take me long to find
one among the scrub vegetation next to the access road. Due to their ability to
adapt and thrive near and within human settlements, this species can be found
in nearly all habitat man has ventured into and left his trail of destruction.
It used to be survival of the fittest but survival of the most adaptable seems
to make more sense nowadays.
The growl-like calls of the
Pink-necked Pigeon coming from the canopy level is good enough a reason for me
to stop and search. These pigeons are not the most nimble of birds and they
soon gave away their presence. Pink-necks are the commonest of the three
Green-pigeons that occur in Penang Island and again, it is because they are
adapting well to life alongside man. The more colourful male was a little wary
of my presence but his mate treated me just like an old friend and posed for my
camera. That's my girl!
I never had much luck in
capturing images of the Black-naped Oriole despite the fact that it is a common
bird. Its musical call and bright colours make it rather conspicuous even to
normal folks. I remember seeing this yellow bird long before I started birding
and the population in Malaysia seems to be maintaining itself quite successfully.
This male alighted on one of the trees next to the pair of Pink-necked Pigeon
and I managed to take a couple of shots before he moved on.
There were plenty of banana
trees scattered all over the fruit orchard and a number of them were flowering.
A good chance to catch a Little Spiderhunter I thought to myself. And whoosh,
something flew overhead and alighted on a banana flower in front of me. It was
not a Spiderhunter as hoped, but a male Plain-throated Sunbird. Close enough I
guess...
One of the reasons that I am
still drawn to this local patch after all these years is because it is home to
the Asian Paradise-flycatcher. I have yet to obtain images of the male bird
that I can be proud of and I was hoping that my good fortune will see my wish
fulfilled today. Imagine my excitement when I did manage to come across this species
- a pair foraging along the middle storey of the forest. But I guess my luck
has finally run out because I came agonizingly close to capturing the brown-morphed male bird
only to be defeated by his energetic pace and the dense surrounding vegetation.
The female, on the other hand, did stay still long enough for me to take a few
record shots.
A fruiting scrub helped to ease
my earlier disappointment with the flycatcher. The little blue berries are
quite nice to look at and all but it was what that was gorging on them that got
my undivided attention - Scarlet-backed Flowerpeckers. Against all odds, it was
the more attractive male bird that came close to me this time. Absolutely
striking and adorable, this little bundle of feathers and colours still evokes
my senses every time.
I almost forgot. Here's the
duller female...
The nest of the Baya Weaver is
an architectural feat that unfortunately has drawn too much attention from the
wrong crowd. I just cannot understand why humans need to decorate their homes
with the homes of others. I do not blame the nest collectors because it is
simply a way to make a little extra. If there are no demands for the nests, it
would be pointless for the collectors to carry on. Bukit Gambier used to have
colonies of nesting Baya Weavers. Sadly, that is a thing of the past. Like
today, I only came across one nest and it was still a "bachelor’s
pad". At this stage, this unfinished nest is where the male will sing,
dance and beg for a willing female to accept as him as a mate. Once that is accomplished,
he will finish up the nest and start a family.
I was a little anxious about
how the bird life was fairing at this locality because development projects are
starting to creep into its boundaries. The good news is this local patch still
provides sanctuary for the birds and I still have a place close to home that
can satisfy my addiction for birding. The bad news is, for how long?
3 comments:
A site like Bukit Gambir (like some of our birding sites in Hong Kong) provides a reminder that we must enjoy such places while we can.
You saw and photographed a number of colourful and beautiful species Choy. You hit some light sweet spots despite the heavy vegetation, I’m thinking of the Bulbul, the Oriole and the not so plain Plain-throated Sunbird. The Scarlet-backed Flowerpecker is absolutely superb and wonderful that the male is the star of the show.
Shame about those Baya Weaver nests and the development. Will man never learn?
I couldn't agree with you more, John.
Thanks, Phil. Man learn? Very rarely and even when they do, it is usually too late.
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