Animal #81 — Atlantic Bottlenose Dolphin

tursiops truncatus

Gulf Islands National Seashore, Florida — Pensacola Bay

Sunday, April 26, 2026 — 9:13 am

We drove from Navarre Beach to Pensacola Beach on Sunday morning and boarded the catamaran operated by Jolly Dolphin cruises. The boat was built by the captain, and he was very proud of it. There was another crew member aboard (Matt) who was very knowledgeable about dolphins. We left from Little Sabine Bay, but soon passed through the inlet into Pensacola Bay. It was 10 miles from the port to the mouth of the bay and we made the trip at high speed (18 mph — I asked), stopping occasionally to look for dolphins. We were between Fort Pickens and the Naval Aviation Station when we saw our first two dolphins. They didn’t come very close to the boat.

When we were out in the mouth of the bay off the point of Santa Rosa Island, we saw a small pod. We followed them, and they followed us for about 15 minutes. The captain sped up several times, trying to get them to surf behind our boat. They did a little bit, but, probably because there was a baby with them, they never did it for long.

The patterns and wear on dolphin fins are unique enough that researchers use them to track individual dolphins.

We saw them, or some others, on the way back, just off Fort Pickens. The entire trip took about an hour and a half, and it was a beautiful day on the water.

I took some video. This is a screenshot of the baby jumping out of the water. They retain the white lines for about six months after birth.

Later that same day, I saw a pod surfacing far out in the gulf as we were sitting on the balcony of our hotel. I saw more the next morning, a larger pod, from the beach west of Navarre. And on Monday, I saw several close to shore in Santa Rosa Sound by Navarre Beach Marine Park, and later that afternoon more off Fort Morgan near the mouth of Mobile Bay.

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Navarre Beach

We didn’t research this trip much, planning on making it up as we went along. But we made reservations for our hotel for Saturday and Sunday nights based on a recommendation by family members who had stayed there. It was the Springhill Suites, located about half a mile west of the causeway on Santa Rosa Island. The island is about 40-miles long and contains (west to east) Fort Pickens (one of the few southern forts to remain in Union hands for the entire Civil War), Pensacola Beach, the Santa Rosa section of Gulf Islands National Seashore, Navarre Beach, and Okaloosa Island.

Our room was on the second level facing the gulf, with the swimming pool just below. Here’s our view. On the first evening, there was a wedding on the beach. Preparations for it can be seen just beyond the end of the walkway over the dunes.

We spent much of the time on the balcony looking at the Gulf and trying not to look at all the people in the pool who shouldn’t have been out in public in swimwear.

The suite had three rooms — the bedroom on the ocean side, a bathroom, and a room with a couch on the hallway side. I thought the couch should have been in the front room with the ocean view. It was very nice, although the bed was too hard. It should be nice — it cost something over $300/night.

I figured there would be a steady parade of birds moving up and down the shore, but it was not nearly as active as I expected. I did see Brown Pelicans, Royal Terns, Black Skimmers, Laughing Gulls, a Common Loon, Sanderlings and the usual suspects like starlings, House Sparrows, grackles, mockingbirds, and Mourning Doves. On Sunday afternoon, I spotted a pod of bottlenose dolphins way out in the Gulf.

Because we were on the end, our balcony had a side view from which we could see northwest to Santa Rosa Sound.

On both Sunday and Monday mornings, I got up early and went birding on the nearby beaches. Again, I was expecting action similar to what I’d found on the Atlantic in Georgia and Florida last spring, but there weren’t very many birds around. I think it’s because the Navarre Beach area had a limited variety of habitats — it was beach and dunes, with a few small ponds but very little salt marsh, no trees, and no swamps.

Here’s early morning on the Sound side of the island.

And the beach side, about 300 yards off to the right of the above photo.

I walked east on the beach as far as I could go. There was a barrier to keep people away from some sort of military monitoring station. I picked up a few shells that my wife wanted, although the beach was picked over. I found a blue plastic jewel that I showed to another shell-seeker. We pretended it was from a pirate’s treasure. I also found an unexceptional gray shell that I gave to a young woman who thought it was amazing and was very grateful. My best find was a tiny, almost perfect sand dollar that I brought back for my wife.

My favorite site on the beach was a Great Blue Heron who looked for all the world like he was monitoring one of the many fishing poles.

I saw Royal, Sandwich, and Least Terns, Black Skimmers, Laughing Gulls, Brown Pelicans, Great Blue Herons, Sanderlings, Willets, Ruddy Turnstones, Wilson’s Plovers, and a Black-belled Plover, all cool birds but nothing rare or exotic. I also heard and got very brief glimpses of a Clapper Rail and a Marsh Wren. And I saw the usual suspects. My great hope was a Gull-billed Tern, which would have been a lifer, but never, here or anywhere else on the trip, did I see one.

On Sunday afternoon, we walked out onto Navarre Beach fishing pier. There was a guy at the base of the pier taking $1.00 from everyone except us. I didn’t realize until later what he was doing. I’m not sure why he didn’t stop us — it may have been that we were wearing our key card bracelets from the hotel which gave us a pass. There must have been over 100 fishermen on the pier. Out by the end, we saw a guy reel in a fish about 12″ long. Then, as we were walking back toward the shore, there was a great flurry of excitement as one guy hooked a larger fish.

I asked and was told it was a Cobia. When we were at the end of the pier, I spotted a Loggerhead Turtle, but before I could get a photo, it had started to dive.

Here’s a look back at our hotel from the pier.

The first evening, we ate at Andy D’s Beachside Restaurant, just down from our hotel. It wasn’t fancy and the food wasn’t spectacular, but it was decent. The second evening, because we ate so much food at Flounder’s in Pensacola Beach at lunch, we just snacked on some stuff we bought at the grocery store.

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USS Alabama Battleship Memorial Park

We took a short (six-day) vacation to the Gulf Coast. On Friday, we drove down to Vicksburg, stopping in McGehee, Arkansas for a BBQ lunch at Hoots and along the shore of Grand Lake to see White-winged Doves. We drove through a corner of Louisiana because my wife had never been to that state. We took a quick trip through Vicksburg National Military Park, only getting out of the car to tour the USS Cairo Civil War Ironclad and the museum of items recovered from her. We spent the night at a Hampton Inn south of Jackson.

On Saturday, we drove down to Mobile and toured the USS Alabama battleship. It took us about two hours and we saw everything there was to see except the engine room. I took about 50 photos, but I’m not including them all in this post. The most interesting part of the tour for me was the separate full range of facilities — food, laundry, supplies, beds, etc. — for officers, warrant officers, NCOs, and sailors. We went three or four levels up in the superstructure, and two levels down below the main deck.

Some random photos from inside the ship.

Captain’s cabin when the ship was at sea. (There was another larger cabin below that he used in port.)

Crew galley

Crew quarters

The “Gedunk,” an ice cream parlor found only on larger ships — battleships and carriers.

Hospital isolation ward

Radio Room

After eating lunch in the diner in the park (some surprisingly good hot dogs), we toured the USS Drum, a WWII submarine that saw a lot of action.

Captain’s cabin

Officers’ wardroom

Torpedo tubes

Crew bunks were sandwiched in wherever there was room.

We took our time and saw both ships thoroughly. It was interesting, but tiring. We had another hour-and-a-half drive down to Navarre Beach, where we had reserved our hotel.

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Bird #610 — Northern Fulmar

fulmarus glacialis

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Pacific Ocean off San Diego, California

For some reason I don’t recall, I recently decided to look back at my photos from the whale-seeking trip I took out into the Pacific Ocean off San Diego when I was out there for work several years ago..

I knew I’d taken photos of some other birds I’d seen from the boat, but since there was no naturalist and no other birders on the trip to consult with, I’d declined to identify them. But looking carefully at them now, I’m convinced that at least one of those other birds is identifiable as a Norther Fulmar.

It’s stocky, with all dark gray/brown plumage and a large bill that looks pale-colored. I can see a dark smudge around the eye, another Fulmar field mark. I only remember that it was quite a ways from the boat, traveling north in a straight line low over the water.

He’s my original photo.

And here’s a cropped and lightened version.

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Bird #609 — Western Warbling Vireo

vireo swainsoni

Viento State Park, Oregon

Tuesday, May 6, 2008 — 4:50 pm

The Warbling Vireo has just been officially split into Eastern and Western species, netting me another lifer. According to my eBird records, I saw my first Western one in 2008 on a work trip to Portland. My sister and I went out a couple days early to sightsee. On the first day, we drove along the Columbia River, stopping at three or four places to look around and bird. I remember the Viento State Park— just a thin strip of vegetation between the highway and the river, but I don’t remember this particular bird because it was just a Warbling Vireo at the time, and I’d seen plenty of them in Illinois.

I do have a distinct memory of two Western Warbling Vireos I saw in Eleven Mile Canyon in Colorado on June 20, 2020. My wife and I had visited the canyon a short time earlier, and when I looked at the park list, I realized I was just a few birds away from having the largest list. I went back and spent a good chunk of a day looking for birds, and by the end of the day, I had the largest list (since surpassed—as of October, 2025, I’m in second place, five behind the leader). Anyway, maybe because the Western Warbling Vireo’s song is somewhat different than the Eastern song I’m more familiar with, I decided to find the actual bird and make sure it was a Warbling Vireo. It took me a long time. I circled around a small clump of Aspen, trying to triangulate and find the bird. I finally spotted it—actually sitting in its nest and singing. I didn’t know birds did that. Later in the day, about five miles away, I heard a second one. This time, with a better idea of what to look for, I found it much faster. It was also singing on its nest. I got photos of both birds.

When the new species was added to eBird, my records were automatically split. I’ve seen Western Warbling Vireos 43 times, most of them in Colorado while I lived there, but also a few in Arizona on my 2022 trip and one in Grant Teton National Park in 2024.

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