I don't live in an area of Georgia that has breeding Whippoorwills so we don't hear their calls. We do have the Chuck-will’s-Widow and hear them all the time. Most people can't tell the difference and even think they are the same bird. I live on Whippoorwill Dr which is bad enough that I have to spell it for people all the time. I can't imagine what it would be like to live on a street named Chuck-Will's Widow Drive ....
I’m in east Texas, they migrate through here supposedly, but I don’t know. The call is quick, sometimes a bunch are around here. They don’t stay long. They are loud.
Sure miss hearing them living here in the west. We have Poor Wills, but they're seriously lacking in the volume category. Get 50 yds away and one won't notice their call.
I’ve only heard whippoorwills twice in Texas over the last going on 40 years, both times in the spring. For a few years I lived in a hut on a deer leash outside of College Station, single cold faucet, no electricity .
One evening there were no less than five calling around the hut at dusk, easily the most I or almost anyone has heard at one time, but just briefly, less than a minute, then they most likely commenced to migrate.
The other time was a couple of years back here in town, early dawn, just briefly, most likely just arrived after a night of migrating north.
Chucks and ‘wills both are LOUD, a chuck landed on the metal roof of the hut once and it was rock concert loud.
One spring I rode out on my motorcycle to camp a couple of nights with my brother and his step son at Hot Springs AR, it was April and a chuck had just arrived and was setting up territory. Commenced to call around midnight just as social gatherings were winding down, damn chuck went on for hours.
“SHUUUT UP”, “BIRD SHUT UP”.... people were shouting all over the campgrounds
Them and the Wood Thrush put me into a trance. No sound nicer in the Spring and Summer. One time I had a Whippoorwill land on the steps to the entrance of a camp bus I was laying in. The door was open and I came up out of the chair I was napping in like I was shot. It started hollering and I didn't have a clue it was there. They are really loud close up!
I’ve only heard whippoorwills twice in Texas over the last going on 40 years, both times in the spring. For a few years I lived in a hut on a deer leash outside of College Station, single cold faucet, no electricity .
One evening there were no less than five calling around the hut at dusk, easily the most I or almost anyone has heard at one time, but just briefly, less than a minute, then they most likely commenced to migrate.
The other time was a couple of years back here in town, early dawn, just briefly, most likely just arrived after a night of migrating north.
Chucks and ‘wills both are LOUD, a chuck landed on the metal roof of the hut once and it was rock concert loud.
One spring I rode out on my motorcycle to camp a couple of nights with my brother and his step son at Hot Springs AR, it was April and a chuck had just arrived and was setting up territory. Commenced to call around midnight just as social gatherings were winding down, damn chuck went on for hours.
“SHUUUT UP”, “BIRD SHUT UP”.... people were shouting all over the campgrounds
Used to hear them all the time here in N TX when I was a kid. Rarely ever hear one now.
I’ve only heard a Whipperwill once. My grandfather was in to birds and pointed out the call near the edge of his old rye field when I was kid. It was a rare thing to hear them around here. Cool song.
Them and the Wood Thrush put me into a trance. No sound nicer in the Spring and Summer. One time I had a Whippoorwill land on the steps to the entrance of a camp bus I was laying in. The door was open and I came up out of the chair I was napping in like I was shot. It started hollering and I didn't have a clue it was there. They are really loud close up!
This might sound goofy but when you’re listening to either one, if you cup your hands behind your ears it’ll add a whole ‘Nother layer of fidelity to what you’re hearing.
45 years ago I could stand on a hilltop in Upstate NY in June in the evening and hear wood thrush upon wood thrush off into the distance. Not nearly as many now.
Habitat destruction in the Tropics sure but a few weeks back a lady who worked on a Preserve back East told me too many whitetails can destroy the forest understory up here, ruining the habitat.
I remember seeing a lot of Wood Thrush around a then recent clear cut also at my grandparents place. I had a lot of fun sitting on a hill in the middle of the clear cut listening to them at sunset and occasionally picking off vermin with my Ruger 10/22. Being a clear cut surround by mostly mature maples and swamp it was overrun with deer. I shot my first two deer within two hundred yards of that hill.
Dad always claimed he heard them and it meant it was gonna rain tomorrow. 🤪
Never heard or saw one. 😬
The rain crow I’m familiar with in folklore is the yellow-billed cuckoo, late migrants just arriving as we speak.
Point of interest they’re hairy caterpillar specialists, Ming the few birds that can eat then. They shed the lining of their stomach with the mat of hairs attached.
No good YouTube’s with the calls, the Audubon people have the best recordings (scroll down) but they put everything in the context of climate change.
Whipporwills usually start up in early March up here. As soon as we start hearing the Peepers down at the cow pond, the Whipporwills are not far behind.
To me, they sound perverse: "Whippor-WILL! Whippor-WILL! Whippor-WILL! But-she-won't! But-she-won't! But-she-won't! Not with YOU! Not with YOU! Not with YOU!
When I first got down here 20+ years ago, we also had Chuck Will's Widow. They came out a bit later in the year. However, they disappeared with the grouse. I haven't heard one in a decade.
I was camping once on Kerr Reservoir and one was calling in a tree right over top of me. It was like a car alarm going off. Threw rocks toward the noise but it didn't care. No sleeping with one that close.
Used to hear them frequently when we went to a cottage every year in Northern Wisconsin as a kid. One of my childhood memories, lying in bed listening to them. Have never heard one in South West Wisconsin, don't know if they used to be around here and have declined.
Sitting on my porch listening to a wood thrush behind the house, watching the flashes of: orange from orioles, yellow of the gold finches and yellow warblers, red from the cardinals, and blue from the indigo buntings, makes me feel incredibly fortunate to live where I do
We have a bird here that is called a Night Hawk. People used to call them Whippoorwills or Rainbirds. They come out in the evening and catch flying insects. The only vocal sound I ever heard them make were peeps. But they can make some real neat sounds with their wings----I think part of a mating ritual. I saw about a dozen of them the other evening, but not near as many as a few year ago. I have only seen one of them not flying ,sitting on a tree limb in town. I have always wondered if Night Hawk was their proper name.
I just did my research and they actually are Night Hawks and are related to the Whippoorwills!
I caught one fly fishing and it was almost dark and the bird got tangled up in the leader and hit the water. I unwrapped the line and the bird flew away.
We have a bird here that is called a Night Hawk. People used to call them Whippoorwills or Rainbirds. They come out in the evening and catch flying insects. The only vocal sound I ever heard them make were peeps. But the can make some real neat sounds with their wings----I think part of a mating ritual. I saw about a dozen of them the other evening, but not near as many as a few year ago. I have only seen one of them not flying sitting on a tree limb in town. I have always wondered if Night Hawk was their proper name.
The middle/ eastern part of Michigan's lower peninsula has an area known loosely as the sand and oak plains and Night Hawks are fairly common in the area. I've spent hours watching and listening to them.
The wing noise is the feathers "rattling" as they pull out of a dive, which they do in pursuit of flying insects.
We have a bird here that is called a Night Hawk. People used to call them Whippoorwills or Rainbirds. They come out in the evening and catch flying insects. The only vocal sound I ever heard them make were peeps. But they can make some real neat sounds with their wings----I think part of a mating ritual. I saw about a dozen of them the other evening, but not near as many as a few year ago. I have only seen one of them not flying ,sitting on a tree limb in town. I have always wondered if Night Hawk was their proper name.
I just did my research and they actually are Night Hawks and are related to the Whippoorwills!
I caught one fly fishing and it was almost dark and the bird got tangled up in the leader and hit the water. I unwrapped the line and the bird flew away.
I caught one of those too, while fly fishing in NM one year, right at sundown. He took my dry fly in midair / mid-Cast. Had to splash him down in the river to catch him. Released him, and set him on the bank so they could dry out.
Dad always claimed he heard them and it meant it was gonna rain tomorrow. 🤪
Never heard or saw one. 😬
The rain crow I’m familiar with in folklore is the yellow-billed cuckoo, late migrants just arriving as we speak.
Point of interest they’re hairy caterpillar specialists, Ming the few birds that can eat then. They shed the lining of their stomach with the mat of hairs attached.
No good YouTube’s with the calls, the Audubon people have the best recordings (scroll down) but they put everything in the context of climate change.
I’ve only heard whippoorwills twice in Texas over the last going on 40 years, both times in the spring. For a few years I lived in a hut on a deer leash outside of College Station, single cold faucet, no electricity .
One evening there were no less than five calling around the hut at dusk, easily the most I or almost anyone has heard at one time, but just briefly, less than a minute, then they most likely commenced to migrate.
The other time was a couple of years back here in town, early dawn, just briefly, most likely just arrived after a night of migrating north.
Chucks and ‘wills both are LOUD, a chuck landed on the metal roof of the hut once and it was rock concert loud.
One spring I rode out on my motorcycle to camp a couple of nights with my brother and his step son at Hot Springs AR, it was April and a chuck had just arrived and was setting up territory. Commenced to call around midnight just as social gatherings were winding down, damn chuck went on for hours.
“SHUUUT UP”, “BIRD SHUT UP”.... people were shouting all over the campgrounds
Happened to me in Arkansas when tent camping in late May. Couldn't sleep for the darn things. I think I have only heard them once or twice where I live in Louisiana.