what is the worlds most dramatic dawn chorus or a spectacular bird display?

Answer 1

If you live in my house, it's my Military Macaw's "dawn chorus" (LOL) that consists of him letting all the outside birds know that he's alive and well, and then spouting everything he knows as fast as he can get it out for about an hour, hour and a half every morning. LOL It all begins with a stretch, and then he lets it loose. LOL

Answer 2

As far as dawn chorus, there are many places in the tropics where it will take your breath away! I have been birding all over Ecuador and have been blown away by the sounds and sights. Probably the coolest display I have ever seen is a C*ck-of-the-Rock lek near Nanogalito in NW Ecuador. My husband describes their call as sounding like a pig on speed. I think the most beautiful bird song I have ever heard was the Brown-backed Solitaire in western Mexico. My best friends described it as a waterfall of broken glass.

Answer 3

I am not real sure what your question means (not an avid birder).
But I remember when I lived up in the mountains of NC this little fella that would in the wee hours of the morning trill his song.
It was a little complicated. He would go up the scale 8-10 notes, then skip back down. He'd add little fillips here and there then he'd do it again only he'd change the key up. I never heard a response though and have always wondered what kind he was.
To me it was a sweet way to wake up.


Hey I just read sngcanary's and the waterfall of broken glass if a good description of what my little bird song sounded like! I'd forgotten about that part. He'd go up, up, up and then it'd all come down with trills and such. Never found out what kind of bird. I suspect a mocking bird.

Answer 4

I spent a whole month deep in virgin rainforest in French Guiana and the morning chorus starting at the break of dawn was indescribable. Each species seemed to want to out sing the others. The loudest and one of the first to start was the Sceaming Piha. Two wide-ranging upward glissandos with the last one quickly dropping to its starting note at the end. If you were close to one, it was nearly deafening. As other more melodius ones entered, the sound merged into a jumble. One little bird, the Puffbird, monotonously sang its tune at such regular intervals constantly, without letup, I wondered how it could eat. The morning cacophony went on, slowly dwindling until quite a while later, the Puffbird was all that could be heard with an occasional scream from the Piha or songs from a mixed flock passing through.
My most spectacular bird diplay occurred on a cruise of the Nile river in Egypt. Ahead in the distance one afternoon, I saw a large, dry, twiggy tree with probably 75 to 100 pure white round objects perfectly spaced and filling every branchlet. I jokingly called it a marshmallow tree to others on deck! As the boat approached, I could see they were all Egrets and as the boat got closer, they raised their long necks nearly in unison and people-watched as we bird-watched. I captured the sequence on film and felt lucky to have had this serendipitous encounter with a colony of Egrets.

Answer 5

Superb Lyrebird!