Monday, June 04, 2007

soundscapes

one of the great joys of being in a "remote" research station is to live in a natural soundscape. as birders, we probably use our ears much more than the average people, which opens a very different world and a very fascinationg one. it is sad to think that most people now live in environment that obliterates natural sounds, drowned in a constant roar and hum and buzz of city life...

but here i was, enjoying a calm evening on the porch, reading a book with my ears always open. i was surrounded by sounds, the constant chattering of barn swallows, the plaintive calls of the Veery, the sudden loud trumpet of the sandhill cranes, the raucous conspicuous gull calls, the buzz and the comic boooom of the Common Nighhawk (hawking about in the dusking sky)... And suddenly, a piercing, loud yell came from the wood! if I was keen on drama, I would say a heart-stopping shriek... but by all means, it was something I had never heard before! with sounds of rustling branches, the cry came again a few times... it was certainly not from a bird throat and what came to mind immediately was... BOBCAT!

unfortunately, I couldn't find a recording on the internet (any useful link would be appreciated), but I am quite confident that we were being enthralled by a loud Bobcat! I know from scat and track (especially a perfectly clear paw track from this spring) that bobcats live around and to see one is my ultimate goal at the Station! Now, I could say I am closer to this goal by having heard it!

to stay away from our feathered friends, Emilie, our volunteer from Quebec City, saw her first black bear a few days ago as she was checking the nets: one bear was sniffing a net when she surprised it! it went back in the forest where we couldn't see it, but a few minutes later crossed our road to get away...

so, always keep your eyes and certainly your ears open!

1 Comments:

At 6:58 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Haven't looked at your website for a long time. We had a bobcat at Dunks Bay several years ago. Parks Canada was able to verify by footprints on the beach. The bobcat cry made the hairs stand up on the back of my neck.

 

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