Feburary Meeting:
Wednesday, February 26th.
Meet at 7:00 PM in the Bean Museum Auditorium on the BYU Campus.
Our program will be presented by Robert Walters, DWR wildlife
biologist. He will discuss the Bald Eagle, it's status, winter populations,
conservation, and future management goals. He will also give an update
on the Watchable Wildlife activities upcoming this spring and summer -
including the Snow Goose Festival - Feb28-Mar1,2003.
Come and join us, it'll be fun.
FIELD TRIPS:
Our next field trip will be to Delta for the Snow
Goose Festival
Time and date will be announced at the meeting and posted on the birdnet
Reed's Ramblings
by Reed Stone
I thank Utah County Birders for their confidence in me. As
some of you know I was appointed the first "Chairman" of the birding group.
Robin Tuck was the "engine", the expediter, and still is, although he tries to
be somewhat obscure.
We have had many great leaders and a strong support group. I
am amazed and pleased how the UCB has grown and developed. It has been
interesting to look back at some of the developments that have taken place.
Our communications have gone from telephone tree to E-mail and the web. We have
gone from no communication between vehicles, to CB radios with the antenna on
the roof and a tangle of wires, to the handy family band CB’s.
The monthly news letter is another improvement for communications.
I think of the people we have met, the friendships that have
developed, in our UCB group as well as individuals from other birding groups in
the state.
I am impressed with the number of travelers (birders) making
contact with us to seek out Utah birds.
We look foreword to new challenges. With time, technology and
innovative ways we will broaden our horizons, find some more interesting places
for our tours, make more friends, have more interesting speakers, find lots of
BIRDS and hopefully some lifers. It takes everyone. We are open to suggestions.
Have a great year!
Dennis' Droppings
by Dennis Shirley
There's a fundamental similarity among all birders no
matter where we"re from. I just finished an entertaining book written by a Brit
{Mark Crocker} about birding and birders in the United Kingdom, Birders - Tales
Of A Tribe.
We all love stories! In fact, a big part of our birding experiences
wouldn't mean as much without the tales that go with them. And this book
certainly spins a few for sure.
Most stories involve other birders and of course a bird in one way
or another. Most are humorous. Some have good endings. Others not so good. But
all usually find their way in the anecdotes of birders droppings for years to
come.
Wild goose chases have a special meaning to birders. Doubly so if
in fact it just happens to be a real goose you're after. My "slam dunk" Ogden
CBC end of the Big Year "snow goose" fit this to a "tee." I was assured a
missing 2002 "blocker"{as they say in England} if I would just come up to a
North Ogden golf course early the next morning. So I was there at first light,
found the two white geese feeding on the 16th fairway with a large flock of
Canada's, and almost didn't take a second look. But I felt like I should at
least watch them for a minute since I'd got up early and driven up the Wasatch
front during morning rush hour
traffic.
You know the rest of the story, but let me fill you in on the
details. NO they were not snow geese but instead Ross's geese, actually a less
common species, and one the Ogden CBC had not recorded before. That softened the
blow somewhat for the counters, but I was told not to worry because another
"snow goose" {don't ya get tired of quotations} was found on a pond on
12th Street.So off I went, spirits rising, with the prospects again of adding a
last minute desperate tick to my year list. It was not to be! Again the flock of
Canada's were found, and sure enough a white goose was there. But alas, this one
was as big as its dark cousins, had a large bright orange bill, and no black
what so ever in it's wing tips. When I flushed the flock the totally white, B-52
sized, goose was able to get off the water by using all of the lake surface as
its runway. As it flew off to catch up with its wild counterparts, it cried a
most un-goose like squawk, more like a black-crowned night heron, which I think
even the Ogden birders wouldn't call it that!
They say given enough time just about any instance will turn out
amusing. It didn't take but a few miles back down the freeway before I began to
lighten up.
The things that laughs are made of!
"Texas Birds and Glowing Lights"
by Ned C. Hill
Through my assignment at BYU I frequently travel to visit
Marriott School of Management alumni, employers and donors. On January 31st
Maurice Stocks (who is getting into birding and who is my Assistant Dean) and I
visited the University of Texas at Austin and addressed the Austin chapter of
our Management Society. Our old friend Rob Fergus, formerly a very active birder
in Provo, is now a student at UT-Austin and director of the Austin Audubon
Society. He offered to take us birding on Saturday morning, February 1st, before
we had to catch an afternoon flight back to Utah.
Rob picked us up at our hotel at 6:00 a.m. and we headed into the
farm country an hour north of Austin. We were looking for wintering rarities
such as longspurs, sparrows and Mountain Plover. Just before 8:00 am with the
help of the Austin hotline, we located the reported "mega field" where more
Mountain Plovers were congregated than anyone had ever seen before in
Texas.
Since only about 12,000 individuals are estimated to exist in the
entire world population, finding over 100 (nearly 1%) of them in one place was
quite a treasure. We set up our scopes and got very good but distant looks at
these elusive shorebirds. They are like Killdeer without the black bands.
As we were congratulating ourselves on our good fortune, Maurice
called our attention to an exceptionally bright silver-gold object with a long
contrail moving across the bright blue northwest sky just in front of us. A
"flying saucer" he joked. "That's as bright as the space shuttle when it comes
in," said Rob. "It can't be," I said, "look how it's starting to break up. Must
be some kind of 'space junk' falling out of orbit."
The contrail showed evidence of "puffs" coming from the object as
if small explosions were occurring. First one bright piece broke off then
another. By the time it was well across the sky, the whole object broke into at
least seven or eight glowing pieces--all silently moving together in a cluster
like a bit of glowing firework. As the cluster moved away from us, it gradually
dimmed and finally faded out. Amazed with our luck in finding the plovers and an
unusual celestial phenomenon, we climbed back into Rob's car and explored other
fields--finally coming across a large flock of McCown's Longspurs.
Then my cellphone rang. It was my son Jonathan calling to tell us
of the news bulletin from Texas: the Space Shuttle Columbia had broken apart on
re-entry and all seven astronauts perished. A cold feeling of deep sorrow washed
over us as we realized that we had been eye-witnesses to that very event just
minutes before. The silver-gold object that had so
captivated us was not just "space junk" falling to earth but the final moments
in the heroic lives of six Americans and one Israeli--real, live people who had
just perished before our eyes.
This sobering thought made us reflect on our own mortality. There
are no guarantees of longevity for any of us. It also brought to mind the high
costs of exploration that are sometimes extracted from those who push the
fringes of knowledge. Delving into the unknown is risky--even if one is just
exploring for rare birds. With only subdued discussion, we almost
reverently drove back to our hotel pondering the events of the day. We felt
sadness in our hearts for the families of those left behind and we felt renewed
gratitude for our lives, our families, our faith and our beautiful world.
Access to Wildlife Lands in Utah Guide
by Robin Tuck
I love maps. I have so many that I must be a ‘map
junkie’. Interestingly, many other birders I know are ‘map junkies’ as well.
Every now and then, I actually pull out a map and study it, looking for a new
hot birding spot. At these times, I invariably come upon a place like ‘Howard
Slough WMA,’ a place I don’t think I have ever been to but would like to visit.
In fact, as I look at the maps, I find a lot of ‘WMA’ places that I know nothing
about. The map tells me it is there, but little else.
Several times, I have loaded the car and headed out to find out for
myself just what is out there, often only to be disappointed because I didn’t
know what to expect.
Last year, I stopped in at the Utah Division of Wildlife building
at the state fair and leafed through their literature and came upon a new
publication that answers my ‘WMA’ questions, titled “Access to Wildlife Lands in
Utah, a guide to visitor use on lands administered by the Utah Division of
Wildlife Resources for fish and wildlife habitat”.
This guide dedicates a page to each of the 121 Wildlife Management
Areas in Utah with a map and a description of how and when to get access and
what can be done while there. Of course, the guide makes it worse for me,
because now that I know what is out there, I want to visit each of the sites to
see what I can see.
The 144-page Access to Wildlife Lands in Utah guide is available
for $9.95, plus tax, at Division of Wildlife Resources offices in Ogden,
Springville, Vernal, Price and Cedar City. It's also available in Salt Lake City
at the Natural Resources Map & Bookstore, 1594 W. North Temple.
The guide uses icons, such as a silhouette of a wading bird to
indicate the possibility of finding shore birds at the WMA. While the icons do
not give important details about what birds might be there at the different
times of the year, the information given would be useful to birders wanting to
find new places to visit.
Origin and meaning of the club emblem
by Robin Tuck, Founder Utah County Birders
A short while after the club was formed, a handful of
members gathered in Merrill Webb's Provo High classroom to discuss club issues.
Feeling that we needed to have a club emblem and patch, I asked the group what
bird we ought to use on the emblem.
I proposed a Black-capped Chickadee and Flora Duncan suggested the
Black-billed Magpie. Flora said that the Magpie was common in Utah County and
was quite handsome in its glossy black with blue and green overtones and bright
white. Altogether four birds were suggested. I passed small papers around and
took a secret vote and the Magpie won.
I did not want the Magpie but Merrill looked me in the eye and
asked "are you going to override the vote?"
The vote stood.
I asked those present to propose a patch design. Over the next several weeks, I
received two designs, and I chose the one from Lois Clark, consisting of the
outline of Utah County with Utah Lake drawn in. To the left of the lake, Lois
drew the map symbol for the magnetic declination, a line pointing to the North
Star with another line pointing in the direction of magnetic north. On the right
side of the lake, Lois continued the theme of the magnetic declination with a
series of colored bands. The Magpie was then superimposed on the county outline
completing the patch.
Over the months that followed, I tried to find a suitable picture
of a Magpie, even resorting to searching some out and photographing them.
Ultimately, I copied and modified a picture from a field book. The
realities of patch making with the limited number of thread colors, caused the
Magpie to be done in solid black and white.
Later, one of the birders asked me what the purpose of the colored
bands were, since the county did not have colored bands like that. My answer was
that they were artistic and put there to make the patch colorful and nice
looking.
Patches are available from Sylvia Cundick, the club Treasurer.