Best Weekend for Irish Rare Birds Ever - 12-13 October 1985!
I’m Just Going to Check this Garden for an American Redstart . . . and I May be Some Time!
Update 12 Sep 2017
At the time and 30 years on, 1985 stands as the best year for American passerines in Ireland and Britain. For me, it peaked on the weekend of the 12th and 13th of October when I found an American Redstart and also saw a Scarlet Tanager and a Philadelphia Vireo. Although the Redstart was only a second Irish, amazingly, it’s the last twitchable European occurrence outside of the Azores!
Scenic view of Dirk Bay, near Galley Head - Richard T. Mills.
Scarlet Saturday on the Beara Peninsula
After unsettled westerly weather for the first ten days of October 1985, conditions settled for the weekend of the 12th and 13th. On the Saturday morning, in the company of my then girlfriend*, I headed off from Cork to the Beara peninsula. The plan was to do some birding as well as showing her the scenery of Dursey Island via Ireland’s only cable car. We had time for a brief stop at Firkeel where she, despite being a non-birder, found me a Red-breasted Flycatcher– an excellent tick at the time. She might be kept on! Then we had to go catch the cable car. I felt slightly uneasy leaving the area without checking it fully . . . but I could do that on the way home and I wasn’t aware of any other birders visiting the peninsula that day . . .
Map of West Cork. Routes taken and locations mentioned during the 12th &13th of October 1985.
Scarlet Tanager. Not the 1985 individual, but a 1st winter male that was at Garinish, also on the Beara Peninsula, Co. Cork in 2008. Photo: Tom Shevlin.
As it turned out, Dursey was pretty birdless so, as we returned over the Sound on the afternoon cable-car, I was looking forward to getting back to Firkeel. As soon as we arrived, we met the late and much missed Willie McDowell accompanied by Denis Weir – both from Belfast. At the time, however, Willie was more of a birding rival than a friend and I was stunned when he gleefully told me Scarlet Tanager they had found – the second Irish record. It was great to see such a rarity, but sickening to know that I left it after me earlier in the day!
Button A and Button B
Back in Cork that evening, the day’s news was being spread on button A button B phone boxes – younger readers should be aware that you had to get into these contraptions to make phone calls! They were pretty dodgy at the best of times, and a brief call to Dennis O’Sullivan on Cape Clear was mainly occupied with details of the Tanager. However, he did squeeze in a mention that Jim Dowdall might have seen a Philadelphia Vireo in Dirk Bay near Galley Head – part of the headland then unfamiliar to me. Dennis was unsure of how certain the identification was but I said even if Jim only thought he had a first for the Western Palaearctic, I was going! Dennis said he might see me on Galley Head at some stage on the Sunday if they succeeded in chartering the island ferry for an early morning departure to Firkeel – another first! Unknown to us, Jim Dowdall confirmed the identification later that night, However, when I phoned fellow Cork birder, Mark Shorten, to plan our trip to Galley Head, we decided that we would make sure of it in the event of any uncertainty. So it was fairly late when I got to bed after checking the identification information I had to hand . . . and of course there was no internet!
Dirk Bay, near Galley Head. A view of Dirk Bay from seaward indicating the locations where the American Redstart (to the right) and the Philadelphia Vireo (to the left) were found in October 1985.
Dirk Bay Locations. Relative positions of main locations in Dirk Bay. From: Bing Maps.
A First for the Western Palearctic!
It was another fine morning when Mark and I arrived on Galley Head about breakfast time the following day. We found Dirk Bay easily enough – left at the last cross roads about a mile back from the lighthouse and down the hill - despite the not very accurate half inch maps of the era. . . how did we ever manage without clickable directions??
When we arrived at the bottom of the hill, we found what appeared to the correct large tree . . . and quickly got views of what looked just right for a Philadelphia Vireo flitting through the leaves . . . Wow - our first 1WP !!We stuck with it until late morning and got detailed notes to make sure there would be no doubt as to its identification. Stunning Yank no. 2 of the weekend for me!
Philadelphia Vireo, Dirk Bay. October 1985. 1st Irish and 1st Western Palearctic record. Richard T. Mills.
I’m Going to Check this Garden for an American Redstart . . .
Eventually, we felt we could do no more with the Vireo and we looked around to see where else we should check. Although there was a lot of cover in the woods nearby, there were no migrants of note and eventually I said to Mark that we should go and “check the garden at the top of the hill for an American Redstart” – a bird I had been rabbiting on about for a few autumns. I’m sure Mark groaned at the reappearance of this pipe dream! Nonetheless, we hopped back on my trusty Honda 250cc and headed back up the hill. Once we were parked, Mark walked in along a track on the lower side of the garden and I hopped over a gate on the upper side. Just inside was a short thin hedge and the movement of a bird close to me immediately caught my eye – a small passerine facing me with a dark head, a conspicuous white eye ring, and yellowy orange patches at the sides of the breast. Janey Mac** - it’s a another yank – but which one?? Before I could even start getting my head together, it immediately turned and spread its tail to reveal large yellow patches at the sides!! I couldn’t believe it – an AMERICAN REDSTART! OH FLIP!!** But how was I to get Mark on to it? It was so close to me that I was afraid to call him - he was on the other side of the garden and out of my sight. The best I could do was strangulated shout-whisper:-
“Mark, ahhh … .American Redstart”.
His response was predictable . . . “Fudge Off** Coveney!”
Technology has evolved greatly in the last thirty years – language less so! So what to do now? I was terrified of leaving the bird even for a moment, still worried about shouting, and all the time trying to make as many mental notes about it as I could.
All this translated into a minute or two of paralysed silence as the bird worked its way around the garden. It was eventually broken by “Coveney, you haven’t really got an American Redstart??”
Another shout-whisper - “Mark, you’d better get over here”.
There was a mixture of scrambling noises and detailed threats as to what would happen to me if I was spoofing. As he hopped over the gate, I frantically combined pointing and “shhhh” gestures. By now Mark realised I wasn’t joking and once he actually saw it, he fell to the ground and rolled around with joy . . . narrowly avoiding the abundant cow droppings**. Meanwhile the bird flitted around the garden – apparently oblivious to us. Eventually we calmed down enough to watch the bird in detail and get notes on it even though it was utterly unmistakable. Perhaps an hour passed as we watched it and intermittently expressed our disbelief at the morning’s birding! Finally, however, hunger reminded us that it was lunchtime and we broke out the sambos on the ditch – while keeping an eye on the bird.
American Redstart. Dirk Bay, Galley Head, Co. Cork. October 1985. Richard T. Mills.
Dennis’s Saucer’s Eyes and Anthony’s Black Socks
It was about 2pm when the nosebags were emptied and we began to wonder what had happened to the Cape crew. If they had chartered the ferry at 8am and gone to Firkeel, they should be here by now! Perhaps they had found something else . . . we had had a first for the Western Palearctic and perhaps the most desired second Irish on the books . . . and WE were worried we were missing something!! Should we wait for them or leave the birds and try to get the news out? The phone box in Ardfield, five minutes away, was usually out of order and getting to and from Clonakilty would take three quarters of an hour! As we considered what to do, we heard the distant sound an engine revving and gravel crunching – a birder’s car for sure!
“Right Mark, let play this cool if we can," - as Dennis O’Sullivan’s car came round the bend and skidded down the hill to a halt next to me.
“Did ye get the Tanager?” I said.
“Yeah, yeah” said he.
“What took ye so long – did ye have something else”. I asked.
“No, no, the ferry was a bit late and the roads were dead slow and twisty all the way! But what’s happening here? Is the Vireo still here? Is it a Philadelphia?
“Yeah and yeah!!
“So what are ye doing here – we heard it was in a tree at the bottom of the hill.”
“It is, . . . but there’s an American Redstart in this garden.”
I can still remember Dennis' saucer eyes - “What??? You so and so!!!!** I can’t swear these were his exact words but this gives the gist of them! Cue panic egress from car by four birders!!
No sooner had they gotten into the garden and onto the Redstart when we could hear more gravel crunching and two or three more cars pulled up – a megatwitch for Ireland in the 1980’s! Included were Jim Dowdall, Tony Marr, and Anthony McGeehan. By now the excitement overflowed and I just shouted “American Redstart in the garden”. Tony almost managed to get out of his Volkswagen Sirroco while still driving and I can still see Anthony hurdling the gate in his black socks. Given that I am now into photography in a big way, my only regret is that I didn’t have a camera that day to record the dozen or so thrilled birders on the best ever Irish twitch!
American Redstart. Dirk Bay, Galley Head, Co. Cork. October 1985. Richard T. Mills.
Anti-climactic End to the Weekend
Eventually everyone had their fill of the Redstart and were far nicer to me than ever before . . . or since! As the new arrivals went for the Vireo, I headed out towards the lighthouse – I wasn’t really aware of the gardens on “shite lane” back then but there were a lot of bushes around the last bungalow before the light house. I was working that garden as the light faded when I had a brief glimpse of a bird with some prominent yellow underneath. For a while, all I could see was a shape moving through the leaves but no details. My heart was racing again – could I get a fourth yank for the weekend?? Eventually, it started to show . . . glossy black head, white cheeks and bright yellow breast split by a black band . . . a bloomin’** Great Tit! And that was it – as is often the case with American passerines, the area was otherwise very quiet. I’ve seen and found a few good birds since then but nothing to compare with that magical weekend of 30 years ago. I do a lot less birding nowadays . . . but I still dream that I might have one more day in the southwest when yankee flits are almost common!
This post is a slightly edited version of a note that was first published by the South Dublin branch of BirdWatch Ireland early in 2015. Thanks to Richard T. Mills and Tom Shevlin for permission to use their excellent photographs here and to Joe Hobbs of the South Dublin Branch for his help in preparing that article.
*As for the “then girlfriend” . . . Marian I think her name was . . . oops . . . oh yeah we’ve been married quite a while now! I suppose two fine sons make up for her lack of further additions to my Irish list!
** It’s just possible that the expressions used in this article are not an EXACT reflection of those uttered at the on the day – naturally the mists of time have drawn a veil over my memory of any vulgarities that may have occurred! I was also informed that such words are entirely unknown to the South Dublin readership!
Brazier H, JF Dowdall, JE Fitzharris & K Grace (1986). Thirty-third Irish Bird Report, 1985. Irish Birds 3(2): 287-336.
Coveney, John (1985). American Redstart Setophaga ruticilla on Galley Head Co. Cork. Cork Bird Report 1985.
Dawson T & K Allsop (1986). Recent Reports. British Birds 79(1) 1-17.
Dowdall, JF (1995) Philadelphia Vireo: new to the Western Palearctic. British Birds 88(10) 474-477.
Dowdall, JF (1993) Philadelphia Vireo in Co. Cork - new to the Western Palearctic. Irish Birds 5:76-78.
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Great write-up of an amazing weekend John! The large tree is ever larger but the American Redstart garden has recently been excavated - new house site maybe? Not sure. About time for a black-and-white warbler in the sycamores at the bottom of Dirk maybe?
What a fantastic piece! Brilliantly written and very evocative - almost feel like I was there (I wish!). Birding in the eighties had a very different and magical feel about it. I spent time in the Scillies then and it's definitely not the same today. Well done on finding such a mega and for sharing the story. Great stuff.
Tom Q Green(non-registered)
Brilliant article. Thanks. Reminded me of the magic of Irish Birding. Ken Preston coming back to the North Harbour on Cape (almost running!) in 1968 with news of an American Redstart at West Bog ...and only 3 of us on the Island to enjoy the thrill.
Almost as good, in the same week, as my coming across, in Cummer, the wonderful "Olive-backed" thrush as Swanson's was called then.
History changes us as much as we create 'history' with such good fortune!
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