My target bird on an afternoon jaunt up Calle Vargas from Santa Cruz was the Silvery-fronted Tapaculo (Scytalopus argentifrons). No such luck. I know the exact spot from where the bird calls regularly but it’s a species I have never actually seen. Upon arrival I found a huge earth-removing vehicle filling and refilling two large trucks amid a huge noise that carried for miles around. The tapaculo must have been hiding its frightened ass (culo) elsewhere (forgive the tastelessness of my pun).
What did appear, however, was the first migrant warbler of the year, perhaps a juvenile or female Blackburnian Warbler (Setophaga fusga). The only other migrants I have seen in our area so far are swallow species, Cliff Swallow and Barn Swallow.
Find of the day was a lone Black-billed Nightingale-Thrush (Catharus gracilirostris), at two hundred meters below its usual haunts, which hopped out onto the path right in front of me. The usual nightingale-thrush to be expected at this elevation is the Ruddy-capped.