Wisconsin DNR pilot Mike Callahan flew over the eastern half of Wisconsin on Friday, July 1st and found the following Whooping cranes:
16-11 Horicon Marsh, Dodge County. Mike notes this male was alone and not with his Sandhill crane mate.
5-12/08-14 Green Lake County, WI. White River Marsh SWA. This is exciting news as we’ve all been hoping this male and female would find each other!
Doug Pellerin took his receiver out on Saturday and found them to both be in the same area as well.
Mike also found:
4-13/07-14 Marquette County, WI.
3-14 White River Marsh SWA, Green Lake County – with another Whooping crane. (Very likely 4-12 who has a non-functional transmitter)
1-15 Rock County, WI.
6-15 Winnebago County, WI
14-15 Jefferson County, WI
20-15 Walworth County, WI
Today, Canadians will be celebrating our country’s 149th birthday so our office will be closed.
We’d like to take this opportunity to wish all Canadians and happy Canada Day and to our friends and colleagues south of the border, a safe and happy Independence day on Monday.
Safe travels everyone!
For over a decade nesting cranes at the Necedah NWR have been pestered by tiny biting Black flies. Each spring when the flies emerge from the Yellow River they head to the refuge and drive the incubating adult Whooping cranes from their nests.
Many feel that the use of Bti – a natural bacterium found in soil is the answer. ‘Let’s remove the Black flies from the landscape’ is a call we’ve heard from many people over the years. While this may seem like a logical solution at first glance – removing anything from the landscape will have a trickle down effect.
READ this article by Susan Grimbly in the Summer 2016 issue of ONnature to find out more about the important role Black flies play in the ecosystem.
Registration is now open for this year’s festival!
The Whooping crane festival takes place the second weekend in September. This year’s activities get underway Thursday, Sept. 8th at 6pm with a meet and greet at the Goose Blind in Green Lake. Come on out and join everyone for an evening of fun activities.
Friday morning take in a tour at the International Crane Foundation in Baraboo, Wisconsin then join us at the American Legion in Princeton at 6pm for our Festival kick-off dinner!
Saturday, Sept. 10th brings the all day FREE festival for all ages at the Princeton School. Kids can take part in one of the interactive and informative sessions with David Stokes – the snake, turtle, frog man. Kids can also build their own birdhouse, have their face painted or take part in some of the other fun activities.
Be sure to check out the MASSIVE origami crane in the main gymnasium. The crane will be folded by the students of the Princeton School under supervision of Mako Pellerin. It is expected to have a wingspan of more than 30 feet and will be on display on the stage inside the gymnasium!
We have a fabulous speakers line-up this year so check it out and make plans to attend one or all of the sessions throughout the day.
Arrive early and take part in the pancake breakfast put on by the Princeton School students. The hotcakes start flipping on the griddle at 8am!
Stay for lunch and enjoy many local food offerings, including brats, cheesecake and many other favorites. Place bids on the many silent auction items lining the school hallways! (Winning bids will be announced at 2:30pm)
The Vendors Marketplace will open at 8am and we currently have twenty vendors and artisans lined-up. If you’re a vendor and would like to reserve a booth, please email: email@example.com
This is a great opportunity to start your holiday shopping or to find some really neat bird related items! As you can see Saturday’s Festival has something for everyone!
Saturday evening we’ll see a Crane Trivia re-match! The VFW Lodge in Princeton will be the place for this epic brain battle. Will team OMG hold the title for another year? Beforehand, we’ll relax and enjoy pizza and pasta from Christiano’s. Be sure to pre-register for this as space is limited.
Sunday is a day to unwind and relax with an early morning walk in the marsh with leaders Tom Schultz and Joe Duff. Again, space is limited so be sure to pre-register. Psst, a special treat will be served up in the blind!
Choose one of three available voyageur canoe trips along the Fox River. This hand-built craft is a replica of the French fur trader craft used along the historic water routes that supported settlement of much of Wisconsin. Trips start at 10, noon and 2 pm and last just over an hour. While the canoe holds up to 14 paddlers, it is recommended you pre-register to reserve your seat.
CHECK out all the events taking place in and around beautiful Princeton, Wisconsin during the Whooping Crane Festival – September 8 – 11, 2016
Many thanks to Wisconsin DNR pilot Bev Paulan for the following pictures captured during her flight last week.
Doug Pellerin and Joe Duff were out tracking on Friday in the Wisconsin Rectangle area but before the two even met that morning, Doug had spotted whooping cranes 4-12 & 3-14 (aka the Royal Couple). It’s been awhile since we’ve seen them so he sent along the following photos.
Since returning to Green Lake County, this pair had been spending all their time deep in the marsh. For the past week, however, they’re spending more and more time at their former pensite. We’ve spotted them on the CraneCam a couple of times.
Wisconsin DNR pilot Bev Paulan flew over the Necedah Refuge and surrounding area yesterday and spotted the following chicks still on the landscape:
That’s what I have… In simple terms – I have a fear of snakes.
I’ve felt this way about them for as long as I can remember. There is no basis for my fear. It just is.
Those that know me, or have spent any time outdoors with me knows about this. A friend and I were once birding at the Royal Botanical Gardens west of Toronto. Along the paved path we encountered a baby garter snake. A really weeny one – as in not-much-larger-than-an-earthworm. Karen, my friend, was fawning over it – exclaiming how cute it was. She even bent down and (GASP) touched it! I peed my pants.
A few years ago, I stopped in to visit Craniac Cindy Loken at her home in Adams County, WI. Cindy had wanted to show me a nearby Great blue heron rookery so off we went – traipsing across one of her fields. We were chatting away when all of a sudden Cindy threw her arm in front of me; preventing me from taking another step.
I looked down to see the biggest, ugliest snake I’ve ever seen and executed a sideways long-jump worthy of medal placement at the summer Olympic games.
Turns out it was a hog-nosed somethingerother – ‘harmless’ Cindy said. ‘Ya, right’ I said, and while I never admitted it at the time… I peed my pants.
Imagine my horror this morning when Joe sent along this photo he took a couple nights ago…
You see this is the inside of the CraneCam – the belly of the beast if you will. There, curled up beside one of the large marine batteries are snakes – yes, multiple snakes. Joe said ‘There are at least four but based on the movement I would say more. Some are big so I don’t think they are young of year.’
To which I replied ‘I won’t be breaking down the CraneCam at the end of the season this year.’
Nothing announces the beginning of the new crane season like the arrival of our Sensory Deprivation Chamber/Porta Potty affectionately known to all as “Big Green.” Every spring, it magically appears in camp while we are away… like a giant gift waiting under the tree Christmas morning. Just the very sight of the thing makes you giggle with anticipation and suddenly all you want to do in life is climb aboard and take your seat. It arrives compliments of Packerland Portables, which, in the interest of full disclosure, paid for this endorsement. The name, of course, comes from an old sandlot football team known locally as the Green Bay Packers… a “winning isn’t everything… it’s the ONLY thing” NFL wannabe football team rostered with players so big they could never fit through the door, which is why you will never see “Big Green” on any of the their Sunday afternoon halftime beer commercials. A player might get into it at Half Time, but he would never get out in time for the Second Half. And that’s also why you will never hear them yell, “Hey Coach. Put me in!” no matter how hard you press your ear to the television screen on game day.
But associating “Big Green” with a sporting event of any kind seems like sacrilege. However, this year’s model is so big, I stepped into it the other night and found a local dart team holding a tournament inside. “Take a seat and shut up”, the captain of the team ordered. “You’ll spoil our concentration!” It completely spoiled mine. All I could do was duck! Fortunately, everyone on the team was wearing their sunscreen. That light Packerland put in there this year is BRIGHT! And the new toilet paper is so thin you can hold it up to the light and actually see Russia through it from here.
I guess we got what we deserved when we ordered the biggest unit Packerland had. Though to be fair, our crew is aging and “wheel chair accessible” becomes a bigger issue every year at this time. In fact, the delivery man from Packer, who majored in the same thing as I did in college, had to locate it in a “Handicapped Parking Zone”. But as Confucius used to say, “It takes a big porta- potty in which to think big thoughts” which is why, I suppose, it came fully equipped with a complete set of the Encyclopedia Britannica with a sign above them that says, “A mind is a terrible thing to waste”.
Still, every king or queen deserves a “throne”, no matter how small their kingdom, and so we consider ourselves indeed blessed. Besides, how many places can you walk into where you are guaranteed to feel better when you walk out. Not even the greatest of historic European Cathedrals or massage parlors can make that claim. Now that’s worth waiting in line for, I can tell you. But since I’ve been the only one in camp for the last couple or so months, no lines. It’s been all mine.
Unfortunately, as with everything else in life, it’s not all fun and games. What goes up must come down and what goes in must come out. “Be VERY careful of that door!” the Packerland driver cautioned as he raced out the driveway as if fleeing an imminent explosion. “It’s a killer!” How right he was. The door is held shut by the same cannon spring that for years propelled the “Human Cannonball” over circus crowds. I needed the “Jaws of Life” just to get the darn thing open. Once inside, you know immediately what it’s like to be a fly caught in Donald Trump’s comb over. Then to exit, you have to scream “Geronimo” at the top of your lungs and lunge through to daylight before the door slams shut with such speed and ferocity that it creates a sonic boom that breaks windows in Arizona. “Harry! What was that explosion?” “Don’t worry Dear. That’s just Brooke finishing up his morning Constitutional in Wisconsin.”
So why, you ask, do we take such a risk first thing every morning? Well, that’s like asking the mouse caught in the trap why he went for the cheese. “Because it’s There” the mouse will tell you. Besides, anyone in the recovering endangered species business just naturally likes living on the edge… to say nothing of sitting on it. Like the sign on the door says, “No Life Guard On Duty. Swim at your own Risk.”
But to really understand and appreciate the true value of a thing, you must first take ownership of it… or at least something just like it. Once, in a former life, I actually owned my very own porta-potty. It was old and retired from years of faithful service at various construction sites around the Washington DC area. Now if you’ve ever visited Washington, you know that porta potties are often the most valued of monuments. Of course, the down side is that our politicians wind up spending so much time trying to flush them that they never get any real work done. But in America, it’s the constitutional right of every citizen to own a porta-potty as long as they can pass Homeland Security’s background check. “Have you ever been convicted of Double Parking in a Federal Building Men’s Room?”
Seventy-five bucks later, the rental company manager gave me one of his great big, insincere porta-potty smiles, followed by, “A few patches of fiberglass here and there and this baby will be ready for action. Takes a lickin, keeps on tickin”! as I pulled out of the rental yard and headed off to film an episode of “This Old Porta-potty.” I was smiling ear to ear. There is, after all, a great sense of pride that comes with ownership. However, that pride has a habit of lasting about as long as did the love affair I once had with my best friend’s older sister who was the goalie for the men’s hockey team and never wore a helmet, facemask or mouth guard …the one in the picture holding a hockey puck up to her face, with the caption that said, “Not very tasty, but man, what a chew!” Like they say, the best day in your life is when you buy your first porta-potty. The second best day in your life is the day you sell it.
But there is pride in borrowership too. Or at least that’s what we used to think. Before the day of my grand aforementioned purchase, our ultralight club used to “borrow” porta-potties from construction sites on the day of our Annual Ultralight Club Fly In. That was until the day one of them blew off our trailer during transport, requiring us to stop weekend traffic for half an hour while we loaded it back onboard. Fortunately for us, Billy, one of our club members, who had been comfortably seated inside of it for the first half of the trip to the airfield, ran out of stuff to read and joined us in the truck. “Houston – We have a problem!” Billy always wanted to become an astronaut and he thought riding down the highway in a porta-potty was a way to prove he indeed had the “Right Stuff.” And why not? It is a well-accepted fact in the flying community that former astronauts make the best ultralight pilots… but more importantly, that former ultralight pilots make the best astronauts. That is why, though our club had a policy of never naming our porta-potties, I named mine “Billy.” It’s like they say, “Be good to your porta-potty and your porta-potty will be good to you.”
So anyway, if any of you find yourself in vicinity of White River Marsh and want to take our porta-potty for a test flight, please feel free to stop by. As “The Donald” always says, “Me casa, su casa.” All you have to do is hum the Beatles song, “She’s Got a Ticket To Ride” and it’s all yours. Let me know you’re coming, though, and I’ll get rid of all the football players, the dart team, and the rip-off comic singer Washington politicians. I’ll tell Billy to “Blast Off” and I’ll even leave the light on for you. Until then, it’s like Dr. Strangeglove said in his historic speech to the United Nations all those years ago, “Bombs Away!”
Doug Pellerin was out tracking last Thursday and sent along the following photos:
You may recall #6-15 was a member of a foursome of yearling cranes, which had been wandering since their return from St. Marks NWR in Florida. It seems she and another female #8-15 have each ventured off on their own, which leaves 10- & 11-15 together.
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Wisconsin DNR Pilot Bev Paulan was able to get a flight in over Juneau, Wood and Adams Counties, Wisconsin on Wednesday and reports seeing (and hearing) the following:
Cranes with chicks:
4-11 with W3-16 Wood County (photo below)
29-09/12-03 with 1 chick Juneau County (photo below)
16-02/16-07 with 1 chick Juneau County
1-04/8-05 with 1 chick Juneau County
18-03/36-09 with 1 chick Juneau County (photo below)
18-09/23-10 with 1 chick Juneau County (photo below)
27-06/26-09 with 1 chick Juneau County
9-03/3-04 with 1 chick Juneau County (transmitter of chick not heard)
2-04/25-09 with 1 chick Juneau County
15-09/11-02 with 2 chicks Juneau County
Pairs seen on nests:
24-09/42-09 Adams County
7-07/39-07 Juneau County
10-10/41-09 Juneau County
14-08/24-08 Juneau County
A number of folks have asked about the new pair consisting of male #1-11 and female #57-13 (Latka) and their chick. Sadly, it appears they have lost the chick.
We’re raffling off this one-of-a-kind stained glass Whooping crane panel. This piece was created by yours truly and donated to Operation Migration to help raise awareness for Whooping cranes and funds for our work this year.
Tickets will be available online through end of day August 31st. Thereafter, tickets will be available at the Whooping Crane Festival in Princeton, Wisconsin.
Winning ticket will be drawn at the close of the Whooping Crane Festival on Saturday, September 10th.
Winner will be notified in person (if in attendance), by telephone, or by email.
Shipping costs (if necessary) will be assumed by Operation Migration.
Here’s a photo of the panel: