Friday, June 3, 2011
Drive with Care -- Turtles Everywhere
This snapper was a tad confused -- we found her meandering through a parking lot in Huntsville while collecting Taffy from the vet (us, not the turtle... turtles rarely collect dogs from vets or anywhere else)
I was able to gently steer her back into the tall cool grass and on down to the creek below. She was in search of somewhere soft where she could dig a nest and lay her eggs.
At this time of year, turtles, seeking soft gravel, are a common sight along the shoulders of the roads. Please slow down, give them a chance. They aren't the fastest creatures, so you cannot use the excuse that works with deer -- "it just leapt out in front of me, officer..." There's plenty of opportunity to see them early, and steer around them.
They are endangered -- mainly because of the automobile. And they are time machines. Forget the TARDIS on Dr. Who, these animals really are a look in a distant past, remaining essentially unchanged since the days of the dinosaurs.
You have to respect that. So...
Brake for Turtles, and Give Turtles a Break.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Tiny Little Turtle
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Time Machine Under the Dock
While the ancestor turtles were tinkering with designs of shell and size of turtle, the design of the snapping turtle as we know it today dates hasn't changed for 40 million years. These are creatures who are entitled to regard the brontosaur and mastodon as brief zoological fads. Humans have been around about 3.5 million years. Snappers are still trying to figure out "us newcomers."
The big excitement then became not so much the fishing, but the turtle spotting. Aaran and Stevie got right down to check under the dock, and when they spotted the snapper, they found themselves joined by a whole crew of keen turtle watchers. John, who did catch a good sized small-mouth bass off the dock yesterday (and let it go) decided that he'd best check his tackle, because with the turtle in direct competition, the open waters of the bay began to look a lot more hopeful for serious fishing -- and keeping.
By the way, these photos were taken with my camera, at the end of the dock, with both the fish and the turtle about 1.2 meters down. Which rather nicely demonstrates how clear the lake is, when the view is not being blocked by a snapping turtle...
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Face to Face with the Past
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Tiny Little Turtle
Back in May, we enjoyed a close encounter with Mama Snapping Turtle, en route to dig her nest and lay her eggs. She was just the vanguard of the snapping turtle expeditionary forces seeking soft places to dig their nests.
The fruits of those labours -- so to speak -- showed up at the Wiener Roast on Tuesday. No, calm down... we weren't serving up Turtle Soup!!! Far from it!
The Martin/Suits Collective found a tiny baby snapping turtle working his way across the hill above the cookout beach. Glad to be saved the long walk, he hitch-hiked down with the family, and was much admired by all at the beach.
After we'd all made our introductions to young Wilberforce the Snapping Turtle, explaining about how old and unchanged these turtles are (they date back to the dinosaurs, but are FAR more fun than a T-Rex), how cars are one of their greatest 'predators', and how their sex is determined by the temperature in the nest. Given it's been a cool start to the summer, we're guessing he's a young male turtle.
The mortality rate is huge for these little guys. Up to 40 eggs are laid by the female, who then just goes away and does whatever adult turtles do. About 100 days later, the tiny turtles chip their way out of the egg, using a little knob on their beaks, and try to figure out the shortest path to water. On the way, they need to dodge lots of other animals that would like to add turtle soup to their own menu: crows, hawks, herons, bullfrogs, large fish and snakes.
We released Wilberforce into the security of the stand of bullrushes and cattails at the water's edge, giving him the best shot we could, and wishing him lots of luck.
Turtle Fact: When the turtle catches a cold it floats at an angle and cannot dive!
Why? In the turtle, because the ribs are fused to the carapace, the lungs cannot be expanded by rib muscles. Instead, turtles have special paired lung muscles, attached to a "diaphragm", which force the air out of the lungs when they contract. In the relaxed state, the lungs of turtles - in contrast to other animals - are maximally filled with air. Turtles can shift air from one lung to another, thereby displacing their centre of gravity at will, so that the lungs act like the swim bladder of a fish. When the lung is diseased, this ability is impaired.
Friday, May 15, 2009
Snapping Turtles
We have a fondness for snapping turtles. Not, mind, when they are snapping at your fingers -- which they might just do if you confront them on dry land. They are usually non-aggressive, and will just quietly swim away from you, but on land, they do feel threatened, and can move surprisingly fast.
As Nancy discovered one spring, riding her horse 'Bacon' across a narrow bridge. A mother snapper was busy laying her eggs, and Nancy figured she could just sneak past on the far side of the track. Luckily, Bacon was faster than any of them, and leapt out of the way. He did, however, view rocks with deep suspicion after that, not having realized they could come to life and chase him.
This snapper was over by Farside cottage. She was probably up from the lake looking for a place to lay her eggs. This is the time of year! Snappers lay eggs in a soft, well-drained soil, in a flask-shaped nest she digs out with her front legs. About 40 eggs get laid in the nest, and then Mom heads back to the lake.
It's hard to get ahead if you're a turtle. First of all, lots of critters like to find and dig up the nests -- the picture shows all that was left of one last year. If you do make it through the egg phase, dig your way out of the nest and find your way to the lake, there are still critters that will eat you.
The sex of the snapping turtle is determined by the temperature in the nest -- at 25 degrees C, you will be a boy turtle. 30 degrees C or more, you'll be painting the nursery pink. Global warming could throw quite a spanner into this system...
Mom turtle wasn't too pleased with the camera. She cannot pull her head all the way into her shell, as some turtles do, because there's just too much turtle in there already. She did pull her head back as far as she could, bending her spine into an S-shape to do that, and I'm sure she was happy when we left her to continue her search for a nice nest site, partly sunny, partly shaded...
The greatest predator of the snapping turtle is the automobile. These creatures have been around, pretty much unchanged, since the dinosaurs roamed the swamps, but they are now threatened, simply because so many get killed by cars. Slow down, we say... take your cue from this great bumper sticker!
