A full day of birding at Brazo del Este
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Brazo del Este has a way of surprising you even before you properly start exploring it. The area, located just over the Cádiz border inside the province of Seville, is a former branch of the Guadalquivir River that was cut off from the main channel decades ago. What remains today is a vast wetland system of canals, shallow lagoons, rice fields, and reed beds stretching across a remarkably flat landscape.

It covers well over a thousand hectares and has long been considered one of the most interesting birdwatching hotspots in Andalusia. Part of its appeal lies in how artificial and natural elements blend: abandoned meanders, man-made irrigation channels, agricultural land, and restored marshes coexist to form a habitat mosaic that attracts an impressive amount of birdlife throughout the year.

From a birder’s perspective, the site is both accessible and immensely rewarding. The main track is wide, easy to drive, and long enough to keep you busy for an entire day. Even a quick stop can turn into hours of observation. Because the water levels vary depending on the season and the rice-field management, different sections of the area can look completely different from one visit to the next. What remains constant is the diversity—and quantity—of birds. It is the kind of place where you roll down your window and immediately feel that it will be a long, entertaining day.

That feeling proved right this time. As soon as I arrived, I counted roughly a dozen species without moving more than a few meters: several Booted Eagles circling overhead, Cormorants drying their wings on irrigation structures, Chiffchaffs flicking through low vegetation, Grey Herons standing motionless in the shallows. Every direction I looked offered new movement or sound. It set the tone for the next seven hours.






Driving along the main track, the sequence of lagoons, canals, and flooded patches revealed an endless series of photographic opportunities. The advantage of Brazo del Este is how close everything is to the road. Many birds feed just a few meters away, relatively unbothered by cars, allowing for detailed observation with binoculars. A telescope is helpful when birds venture deeper into the reeds or when you want to scan the distant sections of open water, but most of the time binoculars are more than enough.









One of the most striking aspects of the visit was the sheer number of birds present. I rarely see densities like this, even in other well-known hotspots. Large flocks of Spanish Sparrows moved restlessly between fields, creating a constant background of sound and motion. Above them, the sky frequently filled with thousands of Glossy Ibis. Their collective movement formed shifting, pulsating clouds, sometimes mixed with Little Egrets or Cattle Egrets.


Watching them come together, split apart, and reorganize was mesmerizing. Scenes like that are usually reserved for places like Doñana or La Janda, but Brazo del Este matches them in spectacle, and in some moments, surpasses them.



Equally impressive was the number of Black-winged Stilts. It is a common species, familiar to anyone who spends time near wetlands, but seeing hundreds gathered in one place adds a new dimension to their elegance. Their high-pitched calls carried over the water as they moved in loose groups, their long legs creating pink reflections in the still surface. I cannot remember another occasion where I have seen them in such high concentration.


Raptors were active as well. Marsh Harriers patrolled constantly, drifting low over the reeds and sending entire groups of resting birds into sudden panic. I counted around a dozen individuals across the entire area. Their presence added tension to an otherwise calm landscape. Every so often a harrier would drop slightly, causing a wave of birds to rise in a chaotic burst before settling again further away.









One of the most unexpected moments of the day came while I was photographing the landscape. A deep roaring noise echoed across the marsh, loud enough to make me glance up searching for a plane. But instead of an aircraft, a flock of about forty Glossy Ibis appeared in a steep, fast dive, producing that unusual vibration with their wings as they descended. The sound was raw and wild, unlike anything else I have heard from a bird flock. They plunged toward a lagoon in perfect coordination, pulling up only at the last moment before spreading out to land. It was a short event, maybe ten seconds in total, but it stayed with me the rest of the day.



Although we are at the end of autumn, the weather was unexpectedly mild—almost springlike. Light winds, soft temperatures, and clear skies made the hours pass pleasantly. The visibility was extraordinary: to my surprise, even from this low wetland terrain, I could clearly see the distant mountains of Grazalema rising roughly fifty kilometres away. Their silhouette brought back memories of a previous hike to El Torreón, the highest peak in the province of Cádiz. Seeing those mountains from the marsh created a nice contrast—one landscape quiet and horizontal, the other rugged and towering.

The longer I stayed, the harder it became to imagine leaving. Brazo del Este is one of those places where time accelerates. You think you have been there for an hour, and suddenly three have passed. I paused several times simply to stand outside the car, listen to the murmur of birds, and watch the shifting patterns of the flocks. It is easy to understand why many birders bring food and water and spend the entire day here. There is always something happening somewhere in the marsh.





In total, I spent more than seven hours exploring, photographing, and observing. The only reason I eventually turned back was the sinking sun.


The golden light illuminated the reeds and the last loose groups of ibis heading to their roost, creating a peaceful end to a lively day. As I left the area, I felt the same thought forming that many birders have after visiting Brazo del Este: I will be back soon.




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