Terry Mortier and I were assigned to lead the newbie group for this year's Texas Butterfly Festival sponsored by the North American Butterfly Association. Actually we volunteered for this group thinking they might be a little more laid back than the hardcore butterfly listers, but they proved to be enthusiastic and made us work hard. Our little group of a dozen wound up with over eighty species for the three days.
Day 1 National Butterfly Center: Our group met at the entrance to the visitors center for the National Butterfly Center and we found a Red-bordered Pixie right off the bat. It was an good omen for the festival.
.We walked the sunken garden and checked a few baitlogs. It was a beautiful morning and we were seeing lots of stuff though all common species. We talked about how to spearate the Soldier from the common Queen.
Then we drove to the back seventy to check out the river. I was told of a big crucita patch down the trail from the river overlook and we found plenty of butterflies there. Desert Checkered-Skipper was a good find.
Then a rare Erichson's White-Skipper. This has been a good fall for them.
Then our best butterfly of the morning, a flashy Zilpa Logtail. It was my first of the year.
Skinner's (Coyote) Cloudywing was another good find.
We ate our lunch under the palapa in the south garden. Our trip was scheduled to check out a number of locations in the Midvalley, but I decided we would stay at the butterfly park because we were doing so well. Driving time comes out of butterfly time. Also the group wanted a Mexican Bluewing and I thought this was a our best chance. We were rewarded with a super good looking rare Silver Emperor. At the right angle the wing flashes a brilliant violet blue.
And our first Tailed Orange.
We then got word of a really good butterfly. Someone had found a Yojoa Scrub-airstreak in the firebush in the sunken garden. It's been ten or more years since I have seen one. And this one was a beauty!
We finished the day with a very respectable 68 species.
Day 2 West Up River: We made the long drive to the Falcon Area first stopping in Falcon Heights at Berry Nall's place where we were rewarded with dozens of migrating Monarchs nectaring on the blooming chomonque. After a Monarchless fall, the recent stong cold front brought many to the Rio Grande Valley on their way to the mountains of Michoacan in west Mexico.
Day 3 East Down River
Our goal for today was to head east to Resaca de la Palma State Park and the Gaytan's residence in Cameron County to pick up Blue Metalmarks and hopefully Mexican Bluewings. The gracious host soon had us on butterflies like this Mimosa Skipper which was new for our group.
Eventually we got tis beat up Mexican Bluewing to open for us. I wanted a better one.
Then I found a fresh one. But it only gave me poor views and then flew over the fence and I could not find it. Apparently it had flown back to the other side and I could hear our group oohing and awing. It put on a show and they were happy!
One down. Now for the Blue Metalmarks. At about 11am several popped out in the front yard.
Pressure was off and we had out blue butterflies. So how about a green one? Silver-banded hairstreak.
Then I found them a sharp little Red-crescent Scrub-Hairstreak.
Off to nearby Resaca de la Palma State Park for lunch and a few more lifers for the group. A Band-celled Sister teased us while we ate lunch.
The garden was dry but still gave us a few more Blue Metalmarks,
And our first Great Southern White.
And first Pale-banded Crescent.
Then a walk though the tall brush of the Ebony Trail gave us more Mexican Bluewings.
And another of our targets, the local Boisduval's Yellow.
Well everyone was happy so we left early for a reported Malachite at the national Butterfly Center. But not before one last surprise bid us "adieux." on the Ebony Trail. Red Rim! It flew waiste high around the group and then landed in front of us. Glassberg describes it as a chocolate cupcake with strawberry icing.
When we arrived at the National Butterfly Center not many of our begginers group were interested in the White-scrub Hairstreak. But Terry and I raced out into the garden for it after saying good bye to our fun bunch.
Then I cheated and drove to the back for the Malachite.
A fun three days with over 80 species! Looking good for the coming weeks of rarity season.