Loose Ends

We’re going to continue to “interrupt this program”–our recent series of posts on bird flight–so we can tie up a few loose ends. We’ll resume our discussion of how our feathered friends fly in the next blog. I promise.

This will be the “loose ends,” blog, then. And it will be shorter. They say that ideal blog length is 300-600 words, yet I’ve used well over 1000 in my last 5 posts.

The Photo Backlog

We also have a small photo backlog and a promise backlog, too. We have “indicator photos” to post, and I promised human subjects weeks ago that their photos would be up soon. I made the same promise to a Canada Goose, and need to keep that promise as well. Keep in mind that “indicator photos” indicate the health and importance of the Elizabeth River in SE Virginia. They’re about wildlife and people coming back to a restored river.

Dane, the Elizabeth River Angler

Here’s Dane, a former Navy MC (Mass Communications Specialist), in his Hobie pedal fishing kayak–and doing a little kayak fishing–in Scuffletown “Scuffling Town” Creek in Chesapeake, VA. We’ve talked about Ospreys angling. Well, Dane’s an angler of a different stripe. A friend suggested the caption.

Pedal kayak fisherman in Scuffletown Creek
Anonymous fisherman on a cold day stoically waiting for a bite

Rick, the Elizabeth River Hunter

And this is Rick. It was 11/21/18, waterfowl season opening day, and he was returning to port. His boat, fitted with an “Avery RealGrass” boat blind (made from dried palm leaves), really caught my eye. Per state regulations, there’s a 2-goose daily limit in 2018. And Rick had just killed 2 Canada Geese (considered migratory game birds). While out in his boat he’d seen 2 Ospreys hunting and 1 Bald Eagle in flight (both off-limits for hunters. of course). I asked him what he was going to do with the geese. He said with a grin, “I’m gonna smoke ’em and eat ’em.”

A hunter in a boat returning to port
Rick, the hunter

Our Canada Goose

Now, here’s our goose. And I’m keeping that promise. But first, a short backstory. A few days ago, a cold front came through complete with dramatic skies, wind, etc. I was at home. With nothing scheduled, and knowing that “the difference between a good photo and a great one often comes down to what’s happening in the sky,” it was an easy decision to pack my camera gear in my truck and head for Elizabeth River Park in Chesapeake. The trip didn’t disappoint. Shortly after I arrived, several small flocks of Canada Geese flew overhead. I managed to get a good shot of this one, with that lovely, late afternoon cold front light bouncing off its body and wings.

Canada Goose in flight
Canada Goose in flight

“A Study in Character”

As I headed for home, another opportunity presented itself. There’s a tugboat operation in Scuffletown Creek. (Note the tugboat Maverick in the “Rick, the hunter” photo.) I was walking past one of the tugs when a man, his face completely framed by hair, popped out of the cabin. I wasn’t prepared but fired off a few frame anyway. No time to compose. No time to think. And the tug was slowly moving past me, and in a moment it’d be gone. I’d have no way to follow it and take more pictures unless I were able to walk on water.

A tugboat mariner
Tugboat mariner

I’ve referred to a flying Mallard duck as a “study in aeronautics.” And I’ve pointed to a Bald Eagle in flight as a “study in lift.” This gentleman is in another category altogether. He’s a “study in character.”

When I went home, I told my wife that I’d captured Santa on his way to ODU. Some of the Mechanical Engineering students there are making toys for kids, and Santa’s on his way to pick them up.

And This Just In

This is a great mockingbird photo, courtesy of Marshall Faintich. The bird looks ready for winter. It has fluffed out its feathers to help it retain heat. And it’s also found a spot near a good winter food supply.

Northern Mockingbird in shrub
Northern Mockingbird
 

Quip, Question, Quote

“See a plane, thank a bird.” We’ll explore this remark in the next blog. Please stay tuned.

We Interrupt This Program

Hi, everyone. I’m glad you’re continuing to read! This is blog #26, and we’re going strong. If you’d like to read any of the first 25, and also learn a bit more about me, please visit the blog home here.

We haven’t given up learning about bird flight. We’ve devoted our last 4 blog posts to that fascinating topic. But I’m finishing up an article for BirdWatching Magazine about the impact that careless trash disposal has on wildlife–especially birds. And I’d greatly appreciate your help with it.

I’m closing in on the final draft. I haven’t settled on a title yet, but am considering “Trash Destroys.” If you have a better idea, I’d love to hear it.

Please take a look at what I’ve written so far, and let me know what you think. Is it clear? Does it flow? Is it interesting? Are there errors (content and/or otherwise)? Would you add something? Would you reword something? Would you make other changes? Here’s your golden opportunity to play copy editor. Just hit the “Contact” button up top to share your thoughts. You can leave a public comment by clicking on “Leave a Comment” at the bottom.

Please note that as you read, and if you’ve read my other blog posts, you’ll see some old “friends” (photos you’ve seen before). You’ll also read material you’ve read before (or at the very least you’ll read it and say to yourself: “Hmm…those words sound familiar.”)

Here begins our article-in-process:

Trash Destroys

In July 2018, I began my bird blog, “The World in Miniature,” with these words: “I came across this scene the other day. I won’t divulge my reaction to it! Outdoors men and women often search for vistas. Landscape photographers often do the same. But few, except perhaps the occasional nature blogger, seek out anything like this.” Here’s what I observed: our trash-filled world in miniature.

Jumbled mess of a trash pile
Jumbled mess of a trash pile

The Curve

This is a place that locals refer to as “the curve,” where Bainbridge Boulevard in Chesapeake, Virginia, takes a sharp bend. The dirt pull-off there is large enough for multiple parked cars. “The curve” is popular with crabbers, fishermen, and boaters, as Mains Creek, which flows into the Elizabeth River, is just a short slope away. But this place, like so many others, often fills up with trash. And trash is deleterious, especially to wildlife.

I continued posting: “This jumbled mess of a trash pile was just feet from an Elizabeth River tributary. And that’ll be its destination following a rainstorm, a higher-than-usual tide, or some other event. Heck, all this trash could eventually reach the bay or the ocean. And some, or some parts, may reach the digestive systems of unsuspecting animals, or humans.” Those words were followed by more foreboding words: “Animals belong here. People belong here. Most everything belongs here. But trash does not. Trash is an eyesore. Trash pollutes. Trash destroys habitat. And trash kills.”

Trash Alters Habitat

Trash is an eyesore. This is one reason why so many organizations devote resources to removing it. For example, the Friends of the Indian River, a Chesapeake-area nonprofit, sponsors quarterly cleanup days in and around the river. I interviewed Rogard Ross, the Friends’ founder, who told me that cleanups are important because pollution affects quality of life. Who wants to see trash everywhere? But he also explained that they’re important because trash alters habitat and drives away wildlife, especially ecologically important “birds and bees.”

Here’s an example of trash (in this case a heavy equipment tire and some aggregate concrete) altering habitat.

Heavy equipment tire and aggregate concrete in the river
Refuse in otherwise pristine habitat

 Now, here’s a more extreme example. 

Tires dumped in the Great Dismal Swamp NWR in Suffolk, VA
Tires dumped in the Great Dismal Swamp NWR in Suffolk, VA

These tires were dumped in a Great Dismal Swamp National Wildlife Refuge ditch. My wife and I spent an entire day hauling them out and carting them off to a dumpster. Physical habitat changes like these are disturbing, of course. But even more disturbing are structural changes brought about by the toxins in carelessly disposed waste. These toxins contaminate soil and groundwater, and they impact plants and animals as well.

Plastic Trash is Harmful

Ross went on in our interview to zero in on the trash component: plastic. He expressed concern that plastic trash “gets into the food chain” and harms animals. He and his team do find tires, plywood, pieces of dock, strollers, and toys, some of which are in this recent cleanup junk pile. (Abandoned tires have become part of the landscape, haven’t they?)

Pile of trash that was pulled out of the Indian River
Indian River cleanup junk pile

But by far, volume-wise, they find more styrofoam (actually, polystyrene foam), plastic bottle caps, cigarette butts and filter tips, ketchup packets, food wrappers, straws, and other single-use plastic items.

Other organizations, like the Elizabeth River Project, another local conservation nonprofit, or much larger organizations like the Ocean Conservancy and the Environmental Protection Agency, see the same trash assortment. Kat Fish, Elizabeth River Project Volunteer Coordinator, reports that volunteers find a disproportionate amount of plastic during their cleanups, everything from food wrappers and fishing line to water bottles and take-out containers.

Plastic trash is a particularly menacing problem, especially when it reaches our rivers and oceans, as so much of it does. I stated as much in the blog excerpt above.

Microplastics

Some plastic is inherently toxic. But some plastic becomes toxic when lethal chemicals like PCBs and DDT attach to it.  Over time, this plastic waste breaks down into tinier pieces, known as “microplastics.” Here’s a plastic sheet degrading near the shore of the Elizabeth.

Plastic sheet breaking down in the Elizabeth River
Plastic sheet breaking down in the Elizabeth River

These plastic pieces, found up and down the water column, are then ingested by organisms like plankton and fish. And fish are eaten by birds and other animals higher up the food chain. Once ingested by birds, and this may be true of other species as well, the particles can damage organs, increase susceptibility to illness, or interfere with reproductive health. Per the EPA, almost half of the seabird population is affected (see “Biological Impacts”).

Animals Facing the Challenges

Toward the end of our interview, Ross and I agreed that it’s not all doom and gloom, though. Yes, there are challenges, and there’s a lot more work to be done. But individuals and organizations like the Friends, the Elizabeth River Project, the Ocean Conservancy and the EPA, are facing the challenges head-on. Wildlife is facing the challenges, too. This adult Yellow-crowned Night Heron (on yet another tire) is a shining example.

Adult Yellow-crowned Night Heron on a tire
Adult Yellow-crowned Night Heron on a tire–and facing the challenges head-on

And here are other shining examples as well!

Photoshopped version of the "jumbled mess of a trash pile," complete with animals
Our fanciful rendering of “The World in Miniature”

Quip, Question, Quote

“Nature in the city is nature at its most tenacious.” Richard Louv in Lost Child in the Woods