There were 6 coyotes spotted at the Sheep Dog trials last weekend. These coyotes preyed on and killed 2 sheep and a lamb that had been released into the meadows for the weekend and two of them were shot when they returned to hunt sheep the next night. In light of this recent event we’d like to share some information on best known strategies for living with coyotes. To learn more about coyote biology and behavior and best known strategies for living with coyotes in our community we suggest visiting the following links:
Project Coyote, a coalition of wildlife biologists, has put together some tried and true guidelines on best practices for keeping coyotes wary of humans, livestock, and associated animals. These can be found on their resources page.
Washington Department of Fish and Wildlife also has a fact sheet that includes preventative measures. They include detailed descriptions of preventative fencing and information on using guard animals.
We are still keeping a database on sightings, reports of howling locations, and any interactions with domestic animals and humans to track coyote ranges, behaviors, and habits. Please keep telling us what you are experiencing so we can all work together to better understand our island coyotes and minimize conflicts. Our hearts go out to all who were touched by this event.
Bioblitz 2014 July 12-13 Christensen Creek Watershed
Even on this small island, each of our Bioblitz events has been unique both in terms of species composition and overall feel. At Neill Point in 2012, everything was new, even rather ordinary things hadn’t been officially catalogued, so discoveries and frontier energy abounded. The second Bioblitz at Fern Cove was purely enchanting as we counted away in the light drizzle and fog, with mushrooms visibly growing between our 24-hour weary boots.
During this year’s Bioblitz, setting up basecamp involved descending upon a private group’s annual barbeque at Lisabeula in the blazing sun. As I pulled up with a truck full of microscopes, mammal traps, plastic tubs, and all manner of nets and field guides, I wondered how the naturalists and beach revelers would mix. But, I had nothing to worry about. As we struggled to set up a particularly challenging tent, one of our neighbors came over, kindly suppressed his laughter, and lent us a hand. The tent was up in no time. This auspicious beginning was representative of a weekend that can best be described by the strength of its camaraderie.
Throughout the weekend, unexpected neighbors, along with planned participants and curious passers-by joined to help us with the count. They looked through the microscopes, got chest deep in ponds, learned how and where to set mammal traps, strained their night vision and hearing for owls, stared at sheets glowing in the purple glare of black lights, strolled the beach, and flipped through field guides all with a sense of curiosity, friendship, and fun.
Participants were greeted by people like Ed Johannes, Rayna Holtz, Tom DeVries, Jeff Adams, Gary Shugart, Jim Evans, Harsi and Ezra Parker, Ellen Kritzman, John Browne, Ann Spiers, Steve Caldwell and others—all of whom open new worlds with their tales of aquatic snails, marine marvels, fern spores, caddisfly larvae, burrowing wasps, bird songs, insectivorous shrews, and neotenic salamanders (more on that later). Scientists and volunteers alike all got to learn from each other as we explored our home.
This is part of the magic of the Bioblitz for me. It not only re-opens my awareness to the rich world of life, it also improves my outlook on our human species as I experience how curious, gentle and intelligent people can be. In our modern society, where dominant forces tend to isolate us both from nature and the power of our own species, this is truly a gift of sustenance.
“No, no! The adventures first, explanations take such a dreadful time.” –Alice in Wonderland
Adventures and Results
Totals: Our rough count at the end of the designated 24-hour period was 377 species, which is higher than rough counts for the previous two years. With more identifications completed in the last few weeks, the count has already risen to 462 species, our highest ever. This count includes 46 lichens, liverworts, and mosses; 132 plant species; about 140 arthropods; nine freshwater and terrestrial mollusks; five amphibian species; 58 bird species; seven mammals; and about 65 shoreline species and fish.
Lichens, Liverworts, and mosses: Phoebe Goit traveled from Kitsap Peninsula all the way to the bottom of Christensen Creek watershed on one of the hottest days of the summer to identify 46 different liverworts, mosses, and lichens. During her visit, she happened to find this mystery (see photo). Was it a fungi? An insect egg? A liverwort? Three days later, and half a continent away, the answer came to us, thanks to a line of connections that was incredible to behold. Kathie Hodge at Cornell University finally provided the ID for this rarely seen fungus: Corticium minnsiae along with this interesting natural history paper on its discovery (aka Aleurodiscus_minnsiae). We are looking into whether the Burke herbarium is interested in this specimen. C. minnsiae grows on tree hosts and has been described on Douglas fir as well as a few different hemlock and pine species.
Plants: Jim Evans led the plant group from the headwaters of Christensen Creek at Christensen Pond into the deep valleys of the mid-watershed to record 132 plant species.
Ann Spiers and John Browne surveyed the lower beach area and outlet at Lisabeula, to add more species to the list. The plant teams recorded perhaps the only native and large patch of devil’s club on the island, as well as the parasitic Indian pipe. Also called ghost plant or corpse plant, Indian pipe sucks nutrients from fungi associated with tree roots rather than photosynthesizing on its own, so it has no need to be green and can grow in very low light conditions. The complex relationships required to sustain this plant make propagation quite impossible and it is relatively rare.
Jim notes that the Christensen watershed likely contains the largest concentration of old-growth on the island and that the understory, while not particularly diverse, is in very good to excellent condition. Thanks to all the land owners who allowed us access to these areas, and for stewarding them well. While conditions were generally excellent, the plant team found some pockets of invasives. These have low enough population levels that they could be controlled with some muscle power. Anyone want to organize some small work parties over the next year? Let us know.
Creepy crawlies: Short answer—we are still working on Bioblitz number one for these guys! Yes, it does take forever. Did anyone see the tome Jeff Adams brought identifying larval stages of black flies of North America? One thousand pages. And that’s just the black flies. And that’s just North America.
This year, the rough estimate for terrestrial insect taxa was 140, not including a few dozen freshwater aquatic invertebrates.
Harsi Parker aptly named the above jewel beetle the “bookend beetle” because it has the distinction of being the first and last species recorded at the Bioblitz. Minutes after we yelled go this beetle flew right onto the arm of one of the participating girlscouts, “count me!” And just minutes before the closing bell Sherry Lee Bottoms found the second beetle. Perhaps it was gracing us with its presence for a job well done?
Ed Johannes identified nine freshwater snails, terrestrial snails, and slugs including some interesting freshwater spring snails of the genus Pristinicola. So far, we have only found these snails in Christensen Creek watershed, though Ed has investigated many other areas on the island. Ed postulates that these snails migrated here when Vashon was surrounded by freshwater. Think about that for a minute and what that might mean, whoa (more on this in a blog post coming soon)!
Herpetofauna: Gary Shugart led a team of fearless wading volunteers chest deep (and unfortunately sometimes a wee bit deeper) into Christensen Pond.
When Gary last surveyed Christensen Pond in 2006, bullfrogs were present alongside many native amphibians. We wondered, over the last eight years would the bullfrogs have gobbled up all the native amphibians? The answer was a resounding, NO! Red-legged frogs, rough-skinned newts, and northwestern salamanders were all still present in the pond along with bullfrogs. What the amphibian team found might give us clues as to why. This huge Northwestern salamander larvae was 22 cm in total length, the maximum for adults of this species according to taxonomic descriptions.
The large size of many of these northwestern salamanders leads us to believe that they are neotenic. Neotenic salamanders are adults that retain their gills and other aquatic characteristics. Gary has observed that although neotenic northwestern salamanders exist in lowland Puget Sound ponds, they are more common at higher elevations. He wonders if there is something special about Christensen Pond that would favor neotenic salamanders. Is it cold? Does it have unique water chemistry? And does any of this relate to our finding that bullfrogs are being kept at bay and natives are still thriving here? Perhaps NW salamanders are poisonous enough to deter bullfrogs. Perhaps the larger salamanders are actually eating bullfrog tadploes and keeping them in check. Anyone want to help us with an amphibian diet experiment?
In the ponds at the mouth of Christensen Creek we found numerous rough-skinned newts.
We also found rainbow trout (likely stocked), and three-spined sticklebacks. These native sticklebacks likely migrated up from Christensen cove, as they prefer areas of still water with a salt water connection (something hard to find on Vashon and Maury). This species is an Island Bioblitz first.
Birds: Bird teams lead by Ezra Parker and Steve Caldwell found 58 species. This is an impressive count for the time of year. Owlers witnessed two barn owls foraging in Misty Isle fields under the rising super moon.
Barred owls were also heard—both juveniles and adults. A mysterious being swooped slowly over the heads of owling participants making a chica chica chica sound in the forested areas of the upper watershed. Conferring birders ruled out all possible bird species. Mammal teams postulate that it may have been a flying squirrel as the description of the vocalizations seemed to match. There is not enough evidence to include it in the count, but enough to get us interested in finding out if they still dwell in this watershed.
Mammals: Ellen Kritzman and I had fun with mammal traps and wildlife cams in the woods. Thanks to our sponsors, the wildlife cameras were a new addition to the Blitz.
We found seven mammal species, including this fleeing river otter family, and plenty of evidence of coyotes in Christensen Valley proper. We are starting to investigate coyote populations, ranges, and habits on Vashon, and the Blitz contributed valuable information to our work.
Marine: Around 65 species were counted. Compared to the high diversity of life we found at Fern Cove and Neill Point, Lisabeula area was not too remarkable. However, Tom Devries remarked on the apparent absence of purple varnish clams, an important finding as these exotic invaders are ubiquitous throughout Puget Sound. Perhaps Colvos Passage is a hold-out where they have not yet invaded full scale? A California sea cucumber was also seen, which is not commonly seen here and we were treated to the amazing sight of a tusk worm (Pectinariidae) that makes its tusk like shell out of sand grains.
Humans: Some of my favorite moments include being approached by more than one person who said we should add humans to the count; everything about the girl scout troupe that joined the count this year;
a young girl who lost her tooth in the last hours of the Bioblitz;
watching Avery, a young boy, running top speed after a dragonfly with his camera at arms-length and hand on the trigger (no photo, Avery was too fast to catch on film); and this photo makes me fall in love with the human species all over again….Alan Warneke and Michelle Ramsden utterly transfixed as they watch burrowing sand wasps.
To Kathryn True, our Outreach and Program manager, and the tireless core group of volunteers that makes this possible every year—BIG gratitude to you all.
Sponsors: This was the first year we had outside support for running the Bioblitz. Thank you to Vashon Maury Island Land Trust, the Mountaineers Foundation and King County for help with funding, equipment, and help with organization. We are glad to have you all as partners-thank you!
During a Bioblitz, simply by participating in the enjoyable act of focused observation, we revitalize and re-define the ancient roots of natural history observation. Each one of us is participating in this revitalization—through the interest that brought us to the Bioblitz—and through our actual observations. This carries much more weight than is initially apparent (Natural History Initiative). Just like certain people in communities hold the knowledge of music, story, history, and art, you are helping to hold the stories of nature on these islands. So, thank you to all who participated!
See you all next year!
Do you still have the volunteer itch? Help us in the field! Our next project is sampling streams for invertebrates which will take place mid-August. Email: email@example.com to sign up.
Detail species lists are coming soon: check for them on our Research page
Vashon Nature Center will be giving a Bioblitz talk on the second Thursday in October for the Audubon evening program at the Land Trust Building. Check our calendar and come out to hear more about the Bioblitz efforts.
I have been engaged in a ritual the last couple of weeks that involves such focus, attention and agility, that the world drops away and I go into a near meditative state. It’s not a wise Eastern tradition, drugs or hypnotherapy, but it is mind-expanding and therapeutic. It is pollywog patrol at our little pond. The Pacific Chorus Frogs’ spring symphony was well attended, and our tiny pool is brimming with their wriggling progeny, all in various stages of development.
Water flows into the pond from a nearby spring, and when it hits a certain level, it flows out of a pipe on the other side. This is what has become for some extreme young frogs what my daughter and I call “the waterslide.” As in high-water years past, daring or inattentive tadpoles get the ride of their lives if they get too close to the lip of the long pipe (which is lined with tempting layers of algae—like a sushi bar perched on the edge of a waterfall—with suction). We can hear no cries of delight or fear, so we don’t know if they like it or not. But regardless, after a 12-foot-long ride they unceremoniously splash down in a ditch at the side of our driveway. This is where one or two times daily I find myself squatting and searching, scooping up the wayward offspring into plastic containers for return to their more hospitable nursing grounds.
The first time on duty, I collected 30 or 40 little swimmers and called it good, but lately there have been many more. Either this sport is catching on, the water table has changed, or there is a new sushi chef. There are hundreds of little froglets in this “holding pool” morning and night! It becomes a game to see if I can find and catch them all. Their sizes range from the tiniest newly hatched beings—with heads no bigger than this letter “a”—to their older siblings with bodies the size of my thumbnail, distinctly athletic back legs, and a narrowed head shape that signifies near frogdom.
Some of the older tadpoles’ bodies are patterned in metallic gold—flashing beauties seemingly readying for their coming out soirees. I marvel at their instinctual fear of my lurching hand as I swoop down to save them. Their camouflage is near-perfect as they scuttle among rocks, leaves and other pond detritus. Sometimes I strain the water between my fingers, holding their near-weightless, tickling bodies for a moment before plopping them in with the others.
After I awaken from my trancelike state (or my leg falls asleep), I take the teeming masses to the re-entry ledge at the edge of the pond. After gently pouring in the evacuees, they stay stunned and still for a minute or two, probably dizzy from the constant swirling that accompanies the catch-and-release procedure.
I’m sure there is an engineering solution to this problem. But I’m not sure I want one. Today on the way up the driveway from the bus, my teenager called me on her cell, “You’ve got to come help me save them!” She was down at the ditch, corralling wayward tadpoles with her bare hands.