A group of jewel like dots, green with a fringe of brown sand, appeared out of the mist as I awoke from the slumber induced by the early morning flight to Port Blair and looked out of the window of the plane. We were on a birding trip to the Andamans: here awaited a unique admixture of South East Asian species that are not found on the mainland and endemic species that have evolved in isolation. We hoped to to see the twenty or so endemic species and a few more rarities difficult to see elsewhere.
Birders propose but weather will dispose: the first day at Sippighat wetland was wet all over. We still birded from the car and were rewarded by sightings of the long-toed stint and red-throated pipit, which seemed to revel in the rain; a solitary small pratincole was a new record for the islands. Pacific golden plovers and snipes were ubiquitous on the ground as were the magnificent white bellied sea eagles swooping overhead. When the sun finally allowed us to get our boots muddy, off we trooped into the wetland. Flocks of lesser whistling ducks created a whistling orchestra as they took off in unison. You would think bitterns are shy skulkers and impossible to spot, but the yellow bittern posed unabashed for photos. A handful of cotton pygmy geese broke the monopoly the common moorhens and whistling ducks had over the wetland.
Next
was Garacharma wetland where seemingly inconsequential swiftlets were circling
overhead. Some don't have a pale belly like the glossy bellied swiftlet, pointed
out Nikhil, our group leader: it was the edible nest swiftlet, whose nests have
unfortunately been widely harvested. As the sun sets early in this part of the
world, we set off owling at Chidiyatapu. Hawk owls or boobooks are owls that
resemble hawks: Hume's obliged us with good sightings on three occasions
although the Andaman hawk owl took off instantly when we saw it.
Chidiyatapu or “bird island" was our destination the next morning as its tropical evergreen and deciduous reserve forest is the home to more than 120 species. There we encountered a steady procession of ”Andams endems”: woodpecker, treepie, drongo, bulbul, coucal, serpent eagle. The Andaman woodpecker, large and black, hopped gracefully from trunk to trunk. The Botanical Garden at Chidiyatapu, home to some magnificent old behemoth like trees, yielded close ups of the freckle-breasted woodpecker, long tailed parakeets and white headed starlings. A blue-eared kingfisher, a rare forest dweller, was photographed close up.
Andaman coucal
Andaman drongo
Freckle-breasted woodpecker 
Andaman bulbul by Nikhil Bhopale
Long-tailed parakeet
White-headed starling
Blue-eared kingfisher
Bababalu beach Typical saltwater crocodile habitat, where a stream meets the sea

Himalayan cuckoo by Nikhil Bhopale
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| White-throated needletail by PB Balaji |
We
took a ferry the next morning to Bamboo Flat jetty and headed to Shoal Bay where
we started off with a sighting of 25-30 Andaman teals. This increasingly
threatened endemic species, whose freshwater pool habitats have come under
increasing threat by so called development, is down to an estimated 1500
remaining individuals. Birding at Kalatang forest was a thrilling rapid fire
exposure to new species with the constant metallic cackle of the Andaman drongo
as the background orchestra. The Andaman shama posed unhurried for us as did
other endemics such as the Andaman green pigeon, Andaman flowerpecker and bar-bellied
cuckooshrike. The piercing whistle of the mangrove whistler preceded its stepping
out of its nearby mangrove habitat almost as if to oblige us. That delicate tropical
canopy specialist, the black baza, was
greedily photographed at close range.A productive morning!
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Fairy bluebird by Nikhil Bhopale
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Back
in the nearby wetland were two rarer sandpipers, curlew and broad billed, and
our triumphant identification of the red-necked stint was punctured by the
realization that the bird in non breeding plumage closely resembles the little
stint. In general the Indian military doesn’t welcome anything Chinese here,
but an exception was the Chinese egret, with a nuchal crest and distinctly
lighter bill and legs than the little egret: Shakti says only two birds are
here! We rounded off the day with an exercise in watching the Andaman nightjar:
walk to its habitat, wait for sunset, listen for its chuck-chuck-chuck call, wait
for it to settle down nearby, and then turn on the flashlight triumphantly!
Chinese egret
Chinese pond heron: identified by absence of stripes in the midline of neck and breast
In the afternoon it was getting boring and hot. Shakti had parked us on a grassy bank near a large tree bordering a wetland within Port Blair. Are we here to watch the mynas and crows, we wondered? Just wait, the Daurian starlings, a South East Asian vagrant to the subcontinent will come to roost for sure, he said. And like a flight arriving on time, a bunch of them with pale heads and blue-black wings, banked and swirled before settling down in front of us. Apparently they have decided to obtain regular visas to the Andamans for the last few years: we were happy to stamp their passports.
All
is definitely not hunky-dory in this island paradise. Rampant wetland filling
and deforestation in the name if development was taking place in front of us,
and Port Blair and its environs will surely lose its birding appeal in the
years to come. One doesn’t see any succour for the environment or birdlife from
an increasingly commercial administration, intent on unsustainable tourism and development at an alarming rate.
That was 23 lifers for me. So
what are you waiting for, before the wetlands and the birds go forever? The Andamans are just a flight away!



