Aware of the fact that mid-afternoon in July is perhaps not the best time to look for thrashers, I was passing close to the traditional thrasher spot at the intersection of Baseline and Salome near Buckeye, west of Phoenix, so I thought I’d give it a go. I’d never been there before and consequently had never seen Le Conte’s Thrasher. I didn’t hold out that much hope.
Well, it’s probably not a normal experience, so don’t count on it, but to my amazement it took me only 12 minutes to find a calling LE CONTE’S THRASHER, see it fairly well and get a reasonable record shot. It was nothing more than dumb luck, presumably. I got several more views over the next hour or so but saw almost no other birds at all – a brief thrasher which was likely a BENDIRE’S and a couple of Mourning Doves, that was literally it.