Accidental Birding.

I enjoy birding, but I'm not a true birder -- certainly I'm not a twitcher (though I did stand in a Sarasota parking lot one evening last spring. Someone had seen a Tropical Kingbird there. And indeed it was there...) as I would not drop everything and travel miles in the hope of getting a sight of a rarity. Anyway, I have invented a form of birding that anyone can enjoy. That is Accidental Birding!
 How does it work? Well, you just go walking in a pleasant place and enjoy the exercise or whatever, and while out, you keep your eyes open. As a for-instance -- sitting having lunch at a beach cafe, we just happened to look out to sea, and there was a Common Loon! And just this morning we were taking a stroll in a nearby park -- and there were two Red-breasted Mergansers!
Now I don't claim that I identified these sightings -- but my birder husband did, and was suitably delighted.
A few years ago, after exhaustive expeditions to see an elusive Black Crowned Night Heron, and no success, we gave it up as bad job. Our holiday was nearly over, so we chose to take a boat trip. And -- you've guessed it -- on the dock was perched the aforesaid bird. Which promptly pooped and flapped off.
Accidental Birding at it's best!