Greenbelt chirped last night with Staten Island’s Birdwatching Walk, scoping NYC’s spring trails at dusk. Guide Jay Patel led 50 with bins, a $10 trek for feathered sights. It’s borough wings—pure SI vibe, scopes hot. A kid spied a finch; a pro logged a hawk. ‘Staten flies—this is it,’ Patel says, pointing nests. The woods turned aviary.
The walk’s fresh—March 31’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing paths by 5 p.m. Patel’s a St. George birder; last night’s crowd hit max—twigs snapped. A latecomer nabbed a scope; dusk fell—NYC grit shone. Counts hit 20—birds ruled. #SIBirdWalk trended; Bronx wants a wing.
Some griped—’Too buggy,’ sniped a newbie, dodging bites. Mud slipped—boots held; peace held. A rival’s pitching a Tottenville watch, splitting bins. Still, 60 stayed—flocks reigned. Greenbelt’s never spotted so bold.
Patel’s teasing a monthly run, maybe a dawn if spring bites. ‘NYC’s sky—this tracks it,’ he says, packing logs. The walk’s a Staten win—grit meets flight. It’s a bird rush; join the next. Bring bins—feathers call.