Showing posts with label Zugunruhe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Zugunruhe. Show all posts

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Nocturnal Raptorwatching



As time permits, I’ve been reading Don Scott’s The Hen Harrier: In the Shadow of the Slemish, a very accessible book about the author’s studies of Hen Harrier Circus cyaneus in Northern Ireland.  While many experts no longer consider the eurasian Hen Harrier to be conspecific with our Northern Harrier C. hudsonius (most published sources on this side of the moat still regard it a subspecies of C. cyaneus, but see: Simmons 2000), I think the book would be enjoyed by most North American readers.  While the author often comes back to the topic of harrier pairs tree nesting in Sitka spruce Picea sitchensis stands in County Antrim, which is remarkable in itself, I found myself intrigued by the supporting evidence he offered that Hen Harrier might also hunt nocturnally.  The owl-like “facial disk” most harrier species are known for suddenly seems to take on a literal significance.
 
It’s not news to many of you that many “diurnal” raptor species have been observed migrating well after nightfall.  Osprey, in particular, are renowned for making nocturnal journeys even over the Gulf of Mexico.  Northern Harrier and Peregrine Falcon are also known to be nocturnal transients with some regularity.  And, drawing from my own experience, an evening “moonwatching” party with colleagues overseas last September proved particularly fruitful when we observed a Common Kestrel Falco tinnunculus and a Montagu’s/Pallid Harrier(*1) flutter purposefully southbound somewhere between us and a nearly full moon.  We were astonished.  In any case, it’s probably not surprising that the nocturnal habits of many of our diurnal raptor species are not particularly well-studied, and I can’t help but feel that the nocturnal ecology even in our own backyards is almost as much a frontier for field ornithology in some respects as any exotic locale in the world.  (*1: It is not always possible to reliably separate Montagu’s Harrier C.  pygargus and Pallid Harrier C. macrourus in the field.  Even in broad daylight.)

Partly inspired by my experience overseas, and to try to work with (rather than against) a sleeping rhythm “disorder” I’ve had for much of my life, I decided to see how I could leverage my nocturnal proclivities and enjoy birdwatching at times of day when most people are tucked in their beds, drooling into a pillow.  This really isn’t as insane as it probably sounds.  Apart from owls, songbirds migrate predominantly at night, and the nightjars and many seabird species are known to be far livelier when the sun is far below the horizon than when it is above it.  Granted, you can’t use many of the same strategies for watching/counting birds at night that you can in daytime, but there’s still an awful lot you can do!  A neat first step into the realm of nocturnal birdwatching is to leverage the pioneering work in bioacoustics done by the Cornell Lab of Ornithology and build yourself a simple microphone in a re-purposed flowerpot, using it to listen to the call “signatures” of migrating songbirds.  During peak periods, this can be a great deal of fun; and it can also be very humbling, as you soon realize how many birds are flying over your head that you can’t easily put a name to (zeep?).  But put up a pot of tea and give it a spin, listening to the microphone "live" using a pair of headphones while relaxing in bed or your favorite easy-chair.  It’s a surprisingly nice way to “kill” an evening!

My second-hand Baigish 6 NV binocular.  It's lighter than it looks!
But for me, the vintage Russian military GEN2 nightvision unit that arrived in the mail two weeks ago might be the real "game changer."  Nightvision units (sometimes erroneously called “starlight scopes," and not to be confused with thermal imagers) are highly sensitive optical instruments designed to greatly amplify low levels of ambient lighting, enabling you to effectively “see in the dark.”  Looking through an old nightvision (NV) binocular is not like looking through a good daytime binocular.  If you’ve ever seen Gulf War-era news footage of Baghad airstrikes at night (a grim recall, sorry about that!), then you already have a pretty good idea of what to expect: the view through these is grainy, starkly monochromatic with a tendency toward oversaturation, and virtually absent of color apart from a green cast.  NV technology has advanced a lot in twenty years, but for someone new to nocturnal birding with not a lot of discretionary income for these kinds of purchases, even a Soviet-era design opens up an entirely new world!  While animals still have the firm advantage at night, any NV unit kicks wildlife observation up a few notches: surveying a pond at night, you can see sleeping ducks, swimming muskrats, and you stand a good chance of detecting whatever else might be asleep or poking about near the water's edge.  If you know a couple common roosting areas for vultures in daytime, this is a good way to find out how many might be staying the night.  If you’re visiting local grassland preserves (as I plan to be doing this week) you now have the capability to check whether the wintering Northern Harrier reported earlier in the day are hunting nocturnally as you make your rounds.  (I'll definitely report back should I observe this!)  There are a lot of possibilities, although if it isn't apparent by now, NV is no panacea; it has very definite strengths and weaknesses.

I’ll also mention that when I go birdwatching in the evening, I now usually bring my NV unit and my normal daytime 7X binocular.  The reason is that most daytime binoculars are not only superior to NV units in terms of magnification, field of view, resolution, and (most obviously) color rendition, but they still “capture” more light than the naked eye and therefore often yield better views in the dark than you might expect.  Using the two binoculars in turns can be surprisingly effective: use your daytime glass to take in everything that you are able to see of your surroundings, then use the NV unit to fill in the remaining “dark spaces” that you couldn’t resolve with your day glass.  With snow on the ground, when under bright moonlight, or under overcast skies reflecting light pollution from a nearby town (or any combination of these three!), the utility of having both glasses only improves.

In closing, a good day of raptorwatching doesn't have to end.  At all.  In fact, with a good NV glass, when you decide to stop watching raptors is now entirely up to you (or at least up to your internal clock).  I suspect the real "trick" behind nocturnal raptorwatching (and nocturnal birdwatching, generally) is simply breaking out of diurnal thinking that tends to preclude curiosity about nocturnal bird behavior.  Where feasible, try to borrow methodology and utilize technological advances from other disciplines.  If nothing else, you now have even more excuse to make mischief all hours of the day.

Good Hawkwatching,
Arthur


Literature Cited

Scott D.  2010.  The Hen Harrier: In the Shadow of the Slemish.  Whittles Publishing.

Simmons R.  2000.  Harriers of the World: Their Behaviour and Ecology.  Oxford University Press.

Friday, March 9, 2012

Hawkwatching As Meditation

Gunning from Brockway Mountain, MichiganI’m occasionally reminded how unusual hawkwatching really is as a subculture of the birding world, to say nothing of society itself. Many of you probably find it as difficult as I do to fully explain to the uninitiated your compulsion to spend so much time in a single spot, looking for birds. As a counter, I hear it all too often, “Don’t you get bored up here?” But I don’t. This is not to say I don’t experience more than my fair share of boredom, especially on slow, hot, windless days where the world almost seems in stasis apart from the sun creeping a slow arc across the sky. (Or slow, cold days, for that matter!) But to say I am bored, generally speaking, even when firmly mired in a string of slow bird days, would be completely incorrect. Put simply, the questioner assumes motivations on my part that would not be sustainable in the long-term if they were my only reasons for going out to watch hawks. It’s not just hope for strong flights or rare species that keeps me coming back up the hill each day, because I’d probably spend many of my days there disappointed if that were so. Instead, I rarely ever feel more keenly alive, if you will, as when I’m out hawkwatching. And one of the reasons why is because hawkwatching, for me, is as much about a certain reverence for the passage of time seen most obviously in the change of the seasons. To stand in a single location for so long is to witness Magic, firsthand; a single location can exhibit an astonishing spectrum of personality throughout the year, one that is usually missed unless one is willing to stand there, receptively, and become part of what you see. The confluence of birds, foliage, and cloudform can be intoxicating! And I think anyone with loyalty to a particular hawkwatch, even one that might not command mind-blowing end-of-season figures most years, probably knows, at least subconsciously, what I speak of.

If all this is too “New Age” for your tastes, I apologize! But for so many of us, even those entrenched in analyzing the vast amount of data that hawkwatchers produce each season, I believe that there is an almost spiritual underpinning for our passion, one core to our reasons for spending some slice of our lives doing this and not some other activity. With many spring sites now online and posting daily to HawkCount, I find myself with a bit of Zugunruhe as I prepare to depart to the Midwest US to conduct my own count. Or, perhaps, it’s really just a twinge of envy for those hawkwatchers fortunate enough to have counts that start earlier than mine. In any case, my feeling is not logical, and I suspect I’m not the only one who feels this way. So I share some of my feelings for why I do what I do should you have the same yearnings each year to use your time at your favorite hawkwatch to take in as much of the world around as you possible; and, if only for a moment, to see past many of the expectations we impose on ourselves and simply Enjoy.

From all of us at HMANA,
May spring bring you spirited flight!