Then there were none…

Then there were none...

Photo by Cleve Nash.

This is the second in a series of tales about the “famous and not-so-famous birds of Morro Rock

The chimney is the home of “Heathcliff and Gertrude.”* It is a free-standing spire about 60 feet in height with many holes and crevices. It has one large dominant hole with two vertical ridges at the back giving the appearance of a throat with a smaller hole underneath. It is separate from the main rock by about five feet. Every year the large hole is occupied by a pair of Western Gulls at nesting time. You just kind of took them for granted; they were a fixture.

About four years ago, the female peregrine took an interest in the chimney and would fly by the face of the hole. That year, the falcon had three young just out of the nest. The gulls had three downy chicks in the large hole on the chimney. The male falcon would land on top of the chimney frequently with prey to pluck and then deliver to the young. Then one day I no longer took the gulls for granted; they got my full attention. When the female falcon swooped in and grabbed one of the chicks and flew over to one of her young not far away and proceeded to open up the chest cavity for the chick. Within minutes she came back and took a second chick, but not without the parent gull giving chase. She killed the young gull on the wing by severing the neck behind the head and gave it to her second chick. She returned one more time and landed in the small hole beneath the larger nest site hole. When the adult gull flew from the nest to see where she went, the falcon jumped up and grabbed the third gull chick and took it to a perch alive. I watched the falcon with the chick in her talons through my spotting scope for three or four minutes. The young gull sat there looking around in the falcon’s talons. The falcon was looking around for her third chick. She spotted it on a distant dune a half mile away. Then she proceeded to bend down and dispatch the gull, then flew it out to her young on the dune. No one occupied the chimney hole this year, but I am sure in the future there will be another “Heathcliff and Gertrude.”
Happy trails, Bob
* Heathcliff and Gertrude – Some of you will remember the “Red Skelton Show” of the 60s and 70s and his skit of the two seagulls “Heathcliff and Gertrude.”

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Then there were none…

Then there were none...

Western gull nest site in the “chimney.” Photo by Bob Isenberg.

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Kitten in the willows…

Kitten in the willows...

Photo by Kevin L. Cole, a local photographer in Morro Bay.

This is the first in a series of tales of “famous and not-so-famous birds” in and around Morro Rock, Morro Bay, California.

On a fall morning, a couple of the local birders led by Tom Edell* heard a sound of a kitten in the willows at the base of  Morro Rock. One of them knew it wasn’t a cat because he was familiar with the sound of a catbird. This is not something you hear if you are born and raised in California. There have been sightings in California, but this is only the second in San Luis Obispo County. He arrived on November 10, 2008.

Within days, word got around and we were inundated by bird nuts of every description from four states that I know of. They would walk up and down the parking lot, ears and eyes attuned for this elusive prey. The third day some were able to catch a glimpse of the bird. He acts very much like a thrasher on the ground most of the time going through the underbrush and occasionally popping up for a short flight to another thicket. The fourth day was very windy and a little lady named Ida rode the bus from San Luis Obispo to Morro Bay to enjoy the sun and pick cactus apples, also known as prickly pears. She would peel them, put them in a bag to take home and juice them. It was so windy, she pulled her little shopping cart into the willows to sit down and peel apples. After she had left, I saw the catbird plain as day eating the cactus apple skins. I got a pair of gloves and walked 100 yards to pick some apples. I cut one in half and laid it open where I had seen the bird in an opening about a few feet from the underbrush. Within ten minutes, he came out to the feast to eat and stayed there for the next two weeks.

Hundreds of people came to see and photograph the bird. The “Rare Bird Alert” did too good of a job. The bird would appear about every thirty minutes like clockwork. People would yell at me to get more apples. Pretty soon someone put a water dish there. This is getting to be too much; it’s a zoo with animals, with strange hats, who have things hanging around their necks and looking through glass tubes and all at a four ounce bird fifteen feet away. They brought beach chairs and sat around the little clearing hoping to add to their life list, a poor little critter that got blown off course. Sometimes, I wish I had never put out the apple. He left before the Christmas Bird Count!

Happy trails, Bob.

Tom Edell- One of San Luis Obispo’s foremost birders and wildlife enthusiasts.

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Catching a glimpse of the elusive catbird…

Catching a glimpse of the elusive catbird...

Photo by a very fine local photographer, Kevin L. Cole

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I just had to find out…

I just had to find out...

We are trying to keep you abreast of the peregrines activities at the rock, but it’s been rather quiet since the juveniles have fledged and flown over to the sand-spit to learn survival skills and hunt. In addition to the comings and goings of the magnificent and regal peregrines, the vultures have been coming in twice a day to visit the old nest site. No black downy chicks have shown up. It is just speculation that they might be there. Bob said they could hatch late in the season because there would be higher attrition rate among other young juvenile birds of all breeds. The vultures would be the clean up crew. We’ll keep watching.

Last Saturday I went up to work at the Coastal Discovery Fair for Friends of the Elephant Seals. At the fair, I met Marcelle who mentioned that a peregrine had been brought into Pacific Wildlife Care on June 26. It had been injured, so I just had to find out what the details were to pass them on to you. Bob mentioned that peregrines who have broken wings are usually from miscalculated kills, hunting accidents, jousting, sparring and collisions with power lines and guy wires.

A few days later after a long conversation with Jeri Roberts, I learned that it was a juvenile female falcon found by a boater on the bayside of the sand-spit. It may have been one of our four chicks from the south side of the rock not “Solo” from the north side, who Bob has seen frequently over the past few days. This injured bird had fallen into the water with a broken wing. More carefully examined, it had a left eye abrasion. Pacific Wildlife Care decided to splint the wing because it was the ulna that was broken and could be strapped to the larger bone, the radius. No pinning of the ulna was necessary. Bones in these young birds knit quickly. The peregrine was confined to a small carrier, something an extremely athletic bird doesn’t like at all, but it had to be done so the broken bone would knit. She had her vision limited with a falconer’s hood. So as soon as possible, she’ll be moved into a small flight cage. They then gradually move the bird up to a larger cage when they think it is safe to do so. It’s a delicate balancing act confining the peregrine to have the wing heal and keeping it from becoming depressed from lack of space. Consider an Olympic athlete having a broken bone and being restricted severely until it heals!
She weighed 930 grams on arrival and now weighs 1009 grams. We think she is doing quite well. Average weight for females: 825-1094grams and for males: 550-647grams

At the end of our conversation, I asked her if I would be able to take a photo. “No,” said she. Since this type bird is very territorial and easily upset, it wouldn’t be a good idea. Jeri said that she cautiously feeds this young female so as to not upset her, but she did take a cell phone photo very cautiously for you to see. Can’t see the wing wrap though. We’ll keep in touch, plan to see and photograph her when possible and, of course, see her released! ~Heather

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The progression of a high speed kill…

The progression of a high speed kill...

Many visitors to the rock and our website have asked me this question. Do you ever see them make a kill? Yes, many times!

Morro Rock is 576 feet above sea level; the perches of male and female are approximately 25 yards apart and 375 feet above the parking lot. The morning dove approached the rock from seaward, rounding the corner of the rock about 150 feet above the parking lot. The male spots it immediately and takes off at speed. Looks like a humming bird. The female close in about half a second behind and approaching Mach 0.20.

The morning dove travels about 55 mph in level flight. Rounding the rock from windward, he could have a 10-15 mph tailwind on any given day. The distance from where the dove would have been spotted to where it fell is approximately 300 yards. A morning dove at 60 mph will travel 88 feet per second. The disadvantage for the falcon is that he will probably lose one second just spotting the dove. Also, he is at a dead stop. His advantage is the altitude that he has over the dove, about 200 feet. The falcon must cover this distance in approximately nine seconds from a standstill position which he did.

He is much like a quarter horse or a sprinter, where she is like a thoroughbred. Once she gets the long legs going, look out. At impact with knuckled talons, he hits the dove in an upward swoop. With a burst of feathers, he continues into an inside loop to capture the prey, but the female at speed picked it off of the parking lot before the male could complete his loop.

It is very rare that this can be captured on film. It is seconds in time. Neither the operator nor the camera with auto focus are fast enough to capture this. You have to be there. One of our avid website watchers was witness to this kill and still talks about it today, a year later.

High altitude kills from 1000 feet or more with spectacular stoops normally happen over the estuary and sand-spit. There are dozens of ways they take prey. This scenario with the dove is only one.

We love to try to answer the questions that you have. Feel free to send them in to us.  ~Bob

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Things I haven’t seen…

Video by Bob Isenberg

Things that I haven’t seen. The young falcons for the last 5-6 weeks. I know they come back to the rock in the evening because I see were they have been roosting. It’s a set of five holes in a diagonal line lower on the face of the rock. Another thing is the adult falcons have not taken a young gull in six days, just small shorebirds. The young gulls are growing rapidly. Their larger size and weight could be a factor here. Also, no deliveries of prey to the sand-spit. One more thing, no young vulture chicks yet. Although I see one adult everyday fight its way through the screaming nesting gulls to get to the old nest site. With this much determination and taking the abuse, there has to be something up there I haven’t seen yet.

From observation, I have seen a significant size difference. They are getting big, almost equal to the size of the adult, losing their spots and their feathers are pushing out from the down and getting long.
~Bob

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Humpback whales spouting in the distance…

My trip out to see the whales was super, but I must practice my video technique on a moving boat on a windy day to do justice to the grace and beauty of these magnificent and graceful whales. Please see the posting below. ~Heather

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Terrific Tuesday… and tails

I found a diversion from our always intriguing and constant peregrine observations. I went out chasing whales on the boat Dos Osos with the SubSea Tours Captain.  The visitors on this the trip from all over the USA joined in searching the horizon for spouting whales. It took time checking out various places as the fog lifted in the west. Being on the water is always a refreshing and an enjoyable experience. We kept at it. Our captain was so determined to find them. It’s a big ocean, but he knew the sea mounds where he knew he would find them feeding on sardines, anchovies and krill.

Getting a tip from other fishing boat captains (they all work together to search out whales), we headed southwest a few miles. Birds lifting off the water and settling down again gave us the information we needed. Whales would be there. Several sea lions and a sea otter frolicking far out from land were spotted on the way out. This is their domain.

When we got out to see the humpback whales rising to the surface, blowing, and rising several more times, it was breathtaking. Their mass floated lightly in the Pacific Ocean with grace. There was final gathering at the surface before they dove deep to dine on sardines, anchovies and krill.  We watched them do this for a series of three more times. These big guys would flip their huge tails, tail-lobbing. Tails, tails, tails amazing, beautiful and saluting all of us. ~Heather

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Along the waterfront…

Along the waterfront near the Coast Guard Station, there is a stand of trees that is filled with Black Crowned Night Herons and Snowy Egrets. On the ground below are their young, the ones that fell out of the nest and the ones that tried to fly and could not. They wander around picking up sticks, sparring with each other, beak dueling and sometimes go into the street! Ouch! Pacific Wildlife care has taken in a few of the weaker ones to rehabilitate and release later.

We have not forgotten about the peregrines. We are there every day watching them bring in prey for themselves and occasionally take one to the chicks on the sandspit. Without the young around, it can be dull, but we have little nuggets like these for you to keep you entertained.     ~Bob

Video by Bob Isenberg

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