Monday, July 7, 2014

NWA 7/11/14

A Northwoods Almanac for July 11 – 24, 2014 

Bird Song Diminishing                                                                                                       
            In mid-July, many people wonder why the woods become so quiet. It’s relatively simple – male birds sing loudest and longest during their initial breeding and territory establishment, and then to maintain their pair bonding and their territories. But once nesting has been successfully completed, most birds will only occasionally sing, if at all, and the woods become oddly silent. The birds are still present, though. In fact, there are far more birds in mid-July due to all the fledged juveniles than during early June when singing was at its peak. But for all but a few species, the necessity to sing is now gone, and thus quiet descends from the treetops rather than song.

A Bear Story With a Message
Jim Frandy has lived all his life in the Northwoods, but he never thought he’d be wrestling a bear. Two weeks ago, he did, albeit just a cub.
Here’s the story: Jim was sitting in a chair at 5:30 A.M. looking out a window at his home when something ran by so quickly he couldn’t tell what it was. He went out into his yard and heard some banging and smashing in the woods. Soon the source appeared – a bear cub with a peanut butter can stuck on his head. The bear was running fast and banging into anything that got in its way. It even ran into an ice shack.
Jim’s wife, Jayne, called Mark Naniot, the wildlife rehabilitator at Wild Instincts near Rhinelander, to see if he would come out to handle the situation, but Mark couldn’t get there until later that morning. His advice was this: get a blanket, throw it over the bear, and see if he could get it into a cage.
Jim got a packing blanket from his garage, stepped out onto the driveway, and the bear cub ran across the gravel road about 50 feet ahead of him. Jim had no idea what to do, but instinctively made a “bahhing” noise, a bit like a sheep. And the cub stopped running. Jim made the noise again, and the little cub started walking towards him. He continued making the sound until the cub walked right up to him, and he was able to toss the blanket over its head. He then fell on the cub and held it down, though the cub was none too happy about this. Jim grabbed the can and tried to wrestle it off, but the can had a metal ring around the top, and it was stuck hard.
Meanwhile, Jayne called Mark Naniot again. Mark suggested they get the bear into their dog kennel, which they did, and they took it into their garage.
Soon after, the cub figured out how to work the can off its head. But before they could haul the kennel outside to release the bear, the cub had thrust its head into the can again, and the can was stuck once more.
They hauled the kennel outside, opened it, and as the cub started to come out, Jim straddled it. With welding gloves on, he managed to jerk the can off. He stepped aside, and the cub sprinted out of the kennel and ran up the nearest tree.
All this time they were aware that the sow might be near and might be taking a keen interest in what they were doing. However, she never appeared.
Jayne was able to get a short video of the cub racing out of the kennel. I’ve uploaded it onto my blog if you’d like to see it (manitowishriver.blogspot.com).  
The can was a six-pound container of Peter Pan Creamy Peanut Butter. It’s a good reminder that our trash can cause an unintended array of problems for wildlife.

Mosquito Impact on Nesting Songbirds?
            With the mosquito population at such a zenith, I’ve wondered what their impact is on nesting songbirds. I wouldn’t be caught dead out at dusk, but the birds have to sit calmly on their nests all night and withstand whatever the mosquitoes bring to bear.
            It turns out that there’s very little data on the impact of mosquitoes on songbirds, but lots on whether mosquitoes are infecting songbirds with West Nile Virus.
            However, I did find one study in particular (“Mosquito Landing Rates on Nesting American Robins (Turdus migratorius),” 2007, Sean M. Griffing, et al, Smithsonian Environmental Research Center, Edgewater, Maryland) that provided some insight, at least into robins. The researchers were able to film nesting robins for 24-hour periods with infrared cameras over the course of 14 days, beginning with the day when all their eggs had hatched. They found that some female robins receive 2,000-6,000 mosquito landings during this period. They were, however, unable to determine the fraction of those landings that led to successful bites.
            The adult robins were able to protect themselves on the nest by tucking their heads under their feathers and sealing their feet in the nest material. Thus, bare areas were protected from exposure.
            The birds only occasionally exhibited anti-mosquito behavior in the form of feather preening and the attempted ingestion of the mosquitoes.
            The bottom line for me – the researchers did not note any birds driven from their nests during this portion of their nesting cycle. Does this hold true for all birds? I’ve no idea, but it suggests that songbirds likely have effective means to handle swarms of mosquitoes during the breeding season.

Eagle Nesting Success Down
            The pair of eagle chicks in the nest across the river from our house apparently died in the last few weeks for reasons unknown. I’d heard that eagle reproduction was down in general this year, so to find out more, I emailed Ron Eckstein, retired DNR wildlife biologist who has been involved in the banding of thousands of Wisconsin eagles over the last 30 years. Ron still volunteers to do the eagle flight counts every June, and while he hasn’t summarized all his flight notes yet, he says, “the preliminary look is reduced nest success and late, small young. Productivity was particularly bad on the Apostle Islands and on large inland lakes. It seems that the very late ice out on these bodies of water caused some pairs of eagles to abandon nests to search for food.”
Ron is scheduled to complete his report by the end of July, so I’ll relay his data when I get it.

Sightings – Osprey, Porcupine, Common Grackle, Update on Doe with Quills in Its Nose, Great Blue Heron, Baby Snappers, Fawns Nursing, and Trumpeter Swan Cygnets
            Sharon and David Lintereur sent me a photo from 7/6 of an osprey perched on its platform nest along Hwy. 8. Over 80% of ospreys in Wisconsin nest on artificial platforms.
Mary Rodman took a walk in early July in Powell Marsh and was greeted by a baby porcupine that had no fear of her and allowed her to spend some time observing it.
Mary also sent me a photo of a partial albino common grackle, a bird she said she had stalked it for two days before finally getting a few photos. She spotted it on Mamie Lake on the Cisco chain.
Jim Swartout sent me an update and photo on 7/3 of the doe he’s been observing that had seven porcupine quills in its nose on 6/13. I’m happy to report that he noted, “The doe still has one quill remaining three weeks after her encounter with a porcupine.” The question remains as to whether the others broke off and could still cause her problems, or whether they somehow worked their way out.
Angie Fox sent me three photos of a great blue heron eating a chipmunk in her front yard. Herons are opportunistic feeders, and apparently chipmunks are as tasty as fish.
Finally, a pair of trumpeter swans nesting at Powell Marsh successfully hatched four cygnets sometime in the last week of June. This is the first pair of trumpeters that we have seen nesting on the main flowage in the 30 years we’ve been birding at Powell.

Larch Casebearers
Robin Franks sent me a note on 6/22 saying she had just paddled down Lost Creek and had seen many, many tamaracks that appeared to be dead. She noted, “The river banks are just brown the entire trip from Hwy 155 to just before Big St. Germain Drive.” She, of course, wondered what was going on.
I recommended she contact a forester in the area, and Linda Williams from the DNR responded. It turns out the likely culprit is the larch casebearer, a non-native small caterpillar originating in Europe that was accidentally introduced to the US in 1886. Their natural history cycle begins with the adult moth mating and laying eggs in June and early July. Tiny caterpillars emerge about two weeks later, bore into the tamarack needles, and feed within the needle. Though tamaracks drop their needles in late October, the caterpillar is able to overwinter and resume feeding on the new needle growth in the spring. The caterpillars hollow out the inside of the needles, and then carry the needles around as a makeshift home, hence the name “casebearer.” The needles turn brown, giving the trees a tan/brown appearance. The caterpillars then pupate in May, emerge soon as adults, and start their life cycle over again.
            The good news is that tamaracks can withstand multiple years of defoliation, so the tamaracks often survive. However, some also succumb if they are weakened enough to make them susceptible to attack by the native Eastern larch beetle. Trees being killed by
Eastern larch beetle turn bright yellow
starting in August and often have lots of sap flowing down the trunk from
multiple beetle attacks. In the winter,
woodpeckers often seek out the infested
trees and remove much of the bark as they search for the beetles, leaving the main stem of the tree a rich red color.
Celestial Events
Three planets are currently visible in the night sky: Mars glows in the southwest, shining at a magnitude around 0.0. On 7/13, it will pass very close to the star Spica, just to its north. Saturn is also still visible in the early evening sky. It shines at magnitude +0.3, and remains a good telescopic object, its ring system tilted towards us at an angle of approximately 20 degrees. Venus continues as a morning star, rising about two hours before the sun in the northeast.
July’s full moon occurs on the 12th. It’s known variously as the “Full Buck Moon” for when the new antlers of buck deer appear, the “Full Thunder Moon” because of the frequency of thunderstorms in July, and the “Hay Moon” for the first cutting of hay in farming localities. The Ojibwe called it aabita-niibino-giizis, or the “Raspberry Moon.”


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