Q. How long have you been birding?
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Q. What got you interested in birding?
Q.  What's your favorite birding spot in Oklahoma?
Introducing our June, 2003
Birder of the Month:

PATRICIA SEIBERT
of Tulsa, OK
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Q.  What field guide do you prefer to use?
Q.  What are your 3 favorite birds? and is/are there any particular reason(s) they're your favorites??
Q.  Tell us about your BEST birding experience.... so far.
Q.  What was your WORST??
Q.  What are you most likely to say when a bird flies before you can ID it??
Q.  What was the last book you read?
About 20 years.
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I would have to say it was my mother, her enthusiasm and example... that, and an encounter with a Peregrine Falcon while I was backpacking in the Rockies about 20 years ago.
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That's hard to say, but one of my favorite places is the Black Mesa area in Cimarron County.
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I like Sibley but also use my National Geographic.
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It's difficult to narrow my choices, so let's just say I really like ALL the owls, and my current favorite is the one North American owl I still have not seen, Northern Pygmy.  I really like the warblers, too, because they are such a challenge to find and identify, and so many are just migrants through this area that it is tricky to be in the right place at the right time.
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Now that one is really hard to pinpoint.  I have had many very memorable, wonderful birding experiences.  One of the best was a trip to Churchill, Manitoba, Canada.  There is something special about being able to bird until midnight with it still being light, then getting up at 4 AM and have it also be daylight.  Of course, some of my friends call that "hard core" birding, and note that darkness doesn't usually stop me from chasing birds anyway.  The day after we arrived in Churchill, the ice started to break on the Churchill River and Hudson Bay, which sounded very much like artillery fire.  I actually thought it was the military on a training mission.  (Then I learned that the military base had not been used since the 1950's.)  Perhaps Manitoba has a special place in my heart because it is where I saw my only Great Gray Owl and the only moose in the wild, and is one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen.
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That is a toss-up since I sort those experiences according to categories, like when I was sickest, when others with me were sick, when I was the most scared, the dumbest thing---you get the idea.  There have been many.... how about the time in Sabine Nat'l Wildlife Refuge when the 9-foot alligator crawled onto the trail between us and the car?  ("Don't worry, I'll cram the scope and tripod down his throat if he charges....")  There was the time an ice storm hit while we were on a January birding trip to Black Mesa.  We got about 40 miles from home when the road became so icy, we had to use the four-wheel drive, and when we did make it home, I could not get into my house because the door was iced shut.  Maybe the pelagic trip home from the Dry Tortugas.... ("it almost never gets this rough....").  One time, a small group of us were asked to leave a Tulsa county road by a man holding a hand gun.  He did not actually point it at us, but was the property owner of the trees where we were looking at a male Painted Bunting and insisted we leave.  (We did.)  Just a few weeks ago, Jo Loyd and I were in the Magdalena Mtns. of New Mexico, where we were going owling.   It was getting dark.  We were about 20 miles from town and almost a mile up a gravel road when we were flagged down by an SUV with a flat tire and no jack.  They did have a spare tire, so we got out our jack and helped them change their tire, only to turn around to find one of our tires flat as well.  We had a spare that could not be removed from its mooring, but were able to use an emergency compressor to get us back to town.  So, of course, no owls.  (We did go back the next evening and heard Great Horned and Northern Saw-whet Owls, and the western Whip-poor-will.)  Maybe this one should top the list, now that I think of it:  Many years ago, a group of 4 of us (all women) headed out of town on a birding trip to try out the new Jeep one of us had just gotten.  All went fine until, on the way home, the owner of the new Jeep starts having a reaction to some medicine she is taking.  So we head for the hospital instead of home, but we did get into Tulsa.  Friend gets treated, all looking fine, but it is getting late and they won't let her out of the ER for a few hours so she hands me the keys to new Jeep (less than 1,000 miles on it); I am to take the others back to pick up their cars so they can go home, then return to pick her up at the hospital.  While on our way, the new Jeep lost its transmission, just stops moving and won't go into any gear.  This was before cell phones.... I did manage to find a phone not too far away and call a tow truck.  While waiting for the truck, a lady stopped and offered to help so friend number 2 decides to accept a ride from a total stranger.  Luckily, she arrived back about the same time the tow truck arrived.  The good news is, even though I killed her Jeep, my friend the Jeep owner will still go birding with me!
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It's not exactly printable.
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Am currently reading an historical mystery called "The Golden One," by Elizabeth Peters.
Q.  Who are your heroes or role models?  Whom do you admire? and if you care to comment, why are they your heroes?
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My parents have always been my role models and I admire them both very much.  They gave me the values and ethics I try to live by, both by word and in their actions.  I would have to say that my hero right now is Pope John Paul II.  He has shown that aging (with the entire world watching almost every move) can be done with dignity and grace.  His courage, strength, and acceptance of all his infirmities are humbling and inspiring.
Spotted Owl from Fort Huachuca, AZ
photo (c) copyrighted by P.Seibert 2003
Atlantic Puffin
Machias Seal Island, Maine, 1988
photo (c) copyrighted by P.Seibert 2003
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