Bird Watching and Photography in Central Park, New York.

Having been to New York City on many occasions, I had never had the opportunity to visit Central Park, all of my trips over the years were short, busy business trips. On this particular occasion, it would be different, I am now retired and my wife and I would be vacationing in NY, with no work commitments.

Before leaving home, I did my research and found out that Central Park, that sprawling green oasis in the heart of Manhattan, is a birdwatcher’s paradise. A sanctuary for both native and migratory birds, making it a perfect spot for both novice and experienced bird enthusiasts. And so, without having to convince my better half, Central Park was included in our holiday itinerary.

Our first day in New York…, plans to visit Central Park was a washout, literally…, it rained all day. The second attempt was much better, although a bit cold and crisp.

We entered the southern end of the park and as we strolled along, the first bird to catch my eye was the American Robin

Their striking orange chest was a delightful sight as they hopped along the ground, probing for earthworms. Each movement sent a ripple of warmth through the slightly chilly morning. Not wanting to miss the opportunity, I crouched low, framing him as best I could in my camera’s viewfinder. He cocked his head, as if questioning my presence. A quick burst of the shutter and his inquisitive gaze was forever captured. These common yet captivating birds seemed to be everywhere. The American Robin, a bird I had not see before, with its orange chest, brought a sense of comfort and joy to me.

Moving along, we encountered the Common Starling. At a distance it appeared to be nondescript, but a bit closer and a glimmer of sunlight, its plumage shimmered—a kaleidoscope of iridescent colors. What a photo opportunity…

Though often considered pests, these Common Starlings are quite the spectacle when you take a moment to appreciate their beauty, busy foraging on the lawns, their sharp beaks probing the ground.

Deeper into the park, the vibrant flash of red from a Northern Cardinal caught my attention.

These striking birds, with their brilliant plumage and distinctive crest, are a photographer’s dream. I watched in awe as a male cardinal perched on a low branch, its crimson feathers standing out against the leafless branches of early spring. Not far off was the less impressive, only in terms of colour, female. I struggled to get a perfect angle for the shot, anxious that it may fly away, I let off a burst of the shutter.

House Sparrows and Wrens were abundant as well, flitting about in the underbrush and among the park’s many bushes.

Their small size and quick movements sometimes made them a bit of a challenge to photograph, but their persistence and cheerful chirps were a delightful presence. The House Sparrows, with their earthy tones, blended seamlessly into the background, while the Wrens, with their perky tails, seemed to be everywhere at once.

One of the highlights of my bird-watching/photography journey in Central Park, was spotting the Blue Jays

Their striking blue feathers and bold personalities make them hard to miss. I managed to capture a few shots of these birds as they quickly moved about. Their intelligent eyes seemed to be constantly on the lookout for food or potential threats, they refused to sit still for more than a fleeting moment.

Amid the rejuvenating green of early spring, I spotted an American Goldfinch, the little bird seemed to revel in the season’s gentle warmth.

In the park’s more open areas, I observed the Red-Winged Blackbird. The males, with their glossy black feathers and bright red shoulder patches, were unmistakable. Their distinctive calls filled the air as they perched on the wire fence and low branches.

The Woodpeckers were another fascinating find. Their rhythmic drumming resonated through the park, leading me to their location.

I watched as this Downy Woodpecker hammered away at a tree trunk, searching for insects hidden beneath the bark. Their black and white plumage made for striking photographs against the tree bark.

This Red-Crowned Woodpecker seemed to have discovered a bit of treasure on the ground.

Another exciting discoveries was the Northern Flicker. These medium sized birds are from the woodpecker family, their distinctive spotted plumage and striking black bib were a treat to observe. I watched as one foraged on the ground, its head bobbing up and down as it probed for insects.

The lakes were well populated with waterfowls, the Mallards, Canadian Geese and Cormorants were a serene sight. The Mallards, with their iridescent green heads and gentle quacks, floated gracefully on the water. The Canadian Geese, larger and more imposing, paddled along in groups, their honking calls echoing across the lake, while the Cormorants preferred to have a quiet moment sunbathing. All species were calm and composed, offering ample opportunities for some serene waterfowl photography.

A walk through the park would not be complete if there was not a Pigeon or Dove present, and as expected they did not disappoint. These birds, often overlooked due to their abundance, provided a sense of continuity in the bustling park. Their soft cooing sounds were a soothing backdrop to my bird-watching endeavors.

Unfortunately, despite my hopes, I did not spot any Hawks or Owls during my visit. These elusive raptors remained hidden from view, perhaps saving their appearances for another day. Due to time constraints, I did not making it to the North Woods, a part of the park known for its rich birdlife and tranquil setting. Perhaps on my next visit I will begin on that end of Central Park.

Central Park, with its diverse habitats and abundance of bird species, offers endless opportunities for bird-watching and photography. New discoveries and unforgettable moments await the birder/photographer. Whether you’re capturing the vibrant colors of a Cardinal, the iridescent feathers of a Starling, or the serene presence of a Mallard, the park is a haven for those who appreciate the beauty and wonder of birds. My early springtime adventure in Central Park, though quite short, has left me with cherished memories and a deeper appreciation for the avian world right in the heart of the Big Apple, New York City.