Archive for October, 2008

Yikes! 11-Foot Blue Shark in Wellfleet Bay

Saturday, October 25th, 2008

Male Blue Shark (Prionace glauca) in Wellfleet Bay

Holy mackerel!  Has Jaws wandered into paradise?  Who will save the children?  Who will save the turtles?  Where is Quinn when you really need him?

Amazing Find on the Tidal Flats off Lieutenant Island

Not often does a large pelagic shark find its way into the shallows of Wellfleet Bay.  They prefer the deep, cool waters of the Atlantic Ocean.  On a few occasions in fall, Don has encountered basking sharks scooping plankton from high tide flooded creeks and coves within the Wellfleet Bay estuarine system.  But an 11-foot blue shark is a surprising find on the tidal flats off Lieutenant Island.  Yes, Virginia, the very same tidal flats where kids from four to one hundred four play all summer long, and much more importantly, where we all go wading in chest-high water for terrapins.  Kind-a gives you goose bumps down your spine, doesn’t it?  No doubt we’ll add another risk waiver form for interns and volunteers for the 2009 research season.

Sue Wieber Nourse Provides Sizing Perspective

Sue, proudly sporting her Williams sweatshirt, provides sizing perspective for the leviathan.   This male shark measured 3.37 meters (almost precisely 11 feet) from the point of his snout to the trailing tip of his caudal fin.  The fork length (snout to center of caudal fin fork) was about 8.5 feet.  And, yes, the more scientific length is the fork length measurement, but the 11-foot shark headline reads so much more impressively than an 8.5-foot shark. 

The dorsal fin rose 28 centimeters (11 inches) above his back. 

We had no scale nor a means to get one to the scene.  The only estimate of weight comes from Don Lewis as he moved the critter for various measurements and then for the necropsy.  His back suggests a weight in the range of 250+ pounds, supported by estimated shark length-to-weight charts.

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Blue Shark from Tooth to Tail

What an extraordinary opportunity to examine such an apex predator at close quarters!  October’s low sun angle enhanced the shark’s blue hue, casting long, deep shadows that magnified his powerful form.  These signal moments spark heightened excitement for humans when adrenaline spikes as you approach animals that can actually eat you.  “Lions and tigers and bears, oh my!”  No question; you can add blue sharks to that mantra as they are listed among the top ten “world’s most dangerous sharks.”

You appreciate the animal’s lethal power as you take measurements, none more impressive than teeth size, mouth width and gape.  Once adrenaline levels subside, a feeling of sadness and a sense of loss rise.  The unexpected death of such a magnificent creature that fills a critical niche in the ocean ecosystem is disconcerting.  We hope that a quick in situ necropsy might provide a clue to this blue shark’s demise.

Bob Prescott & Brad Timm Observe as Don Lewis Prepares for Necropsy

Since “Quinn” is long gone and Greg Skomal wasn’t in town, we did the best we could without a shark expert on hand.  Between Bob Prescott (Wellfleet Bay Wildlife Sanctuary director), Sue Wieber Nourse (Jaeger Chair for Marine Studies at Tabor), Brad Timm (UMass Amherst) and Don Lewis (Turtle Guy), we managed a quick examination of the blue shark’s internals.  The animal was extremely fresh.

Powerful Blue Shark with Wellfleet Bay in Background

In summary, we found no smoking gun.  No identifiable premortem injuries or abrasions. Lots of parasites in and on the liver, in the stomach and in other cavities.  Nothing else in the stomach except for a few remnant fish eye lenses and nothing else we could detect within the gastro-intestinal tract.  The GI sysem was largely devoid of food.  We collected samples of parasites, liver tissue and tissue from beneath the dorsal fin.  We have no conjecture beyond mere guesswork about the cause of death.

Open Wide and Say, “Ah”

First Cold-Stunned Sea Turtle of 2008 Rescued

Friday, October 24th, 2008

The Cape Cod Times, “Kemp’s Ridley Turtle Found Stranded,” reports this morning, “The first cold-stunned Kemp’s ridley [sea] turtle of the stranding season was rescued in local waters yesterday [October 23rd], according to the Massachusetts Audubon Wellfleet Bay Wildlife Sanctuary.”  Bob Prescott, director of the sanctuary, noted that the turtle weighed about 8 pounds and was estimated at around four years old.  It had an old boat propellor injury on its left front flipper that may have weakened the turtle and predisposed this animal to early cold-stunned stranding.

Cold-Stunned Kemp’s Ridley Sea Turtle (File Photograph)

Cold-stunned strandings of endangered sea turtles occur each fall in Cape Cod Bay.  These juvenile reptiles, usually two to five years old, become trapped by walls of cold ocean water within the warmer hook of Cape Cod during normal southward migration as temperatures drop early each fall.  When bay water plunges to around 50F, these turtles become cold-stunned, enter a stupor-like state and are tossed on the beach by sustained winds.

The earliest standed turtles, usually found in late October or early November, have the smallest mass, weighing in at five pounds or less.  As the season progresses, larger and larger animals succumb to cold-stunning and are tossed by autumn storms onto the beach.  Species include Kemp’s ridleys, green sea turtles and loggerheads, which are the more massive and usually the last ones to strand.  Occasionally, a hybrid or a hawksbill has been known to strand on Cape Cod beaches.  All strandings, with only an exception or two to prove the rule, occur on bayside beaches from Provincetown to Sandwich, with the greatest numbers found between Truro and Dennis.

Yesterday afternoon’s turtle was discoverd by beach walkers on Sandy Neck beach in Barnstable, brought to the Wellfleet Bay Wildlife Sanctuary for stabilization, and then transported to New England Aquarium for medical treatment and rehabilitation.

Two-Year-Old Kemp’s Ridley Sea Turtle Rescued from Chapin Beach, Dennis

You may recall that the Turtle Journal team rescued a small, pre-stunned Kemp’s Ridley at nearby Chapin Beach in Dennis on September 5th (see Saving a Critically Endangered Sea Turtle).

What to Do if You Find a Sea Turtle

Sea turtles are federally protected and cannot be legally handled without an appropriate license.  If you see a sea turtle in distress on the beach, NEVER return it to the water.  Move it above the high water mark, cover it with dry seaweed to prevent additional hypothermia, mark the spot with some gaudy flotsam and call Wellfleet Bay Wildlife Sanctuary at 508-349-2615 as soon as possible.  If your call comes “after hours,” you may leave a message on the sanctuary line or you can call the 24/7 turtle hot line at 508-274-5108 any time of the day or night.  The Turtle Journal team will answer your call and respond immediately to rescue the animal.

Tiny Hatchling Beats Cold Front by a Nose

Wednesday, October 22nd, 2008

Three Gram Second-Chance Terrapin Hatchling

“There’s always one more.”  That’s the motto of the Paludal Posse, our terrapin research and conservation team on Outer Cape Cod.  There’s always one more nest to find, one more nest to hatch, one more turtle in the nest, one more hatchling to emerge, one more turtle to save.  In short, there’s always one more.  And so it was proven again this weekend as we prepared our last batch of terrapin hatchlings for release on Tuesday, a promised mild October day.

Terrapin Hatchling and Second-Chance Egg from Nest 996

Sue counted 20 second-chance hatchlings soaking in 70F water to prepare for their sprint to freedom.  Second-chance hatchlings?  What the heck are second-chance hatchlings?  As we harvest emerging nests that have mostly hatched and other nests that have been exposed by predators, we often find a couple of unhatched eggs left behind.  Most of these eggs are in good shape and need only a couple days more incubation.  A few, though, look pretty sad; dimpled, dented, dehydrated, discolored, and so on.  These eggs wouldn’t make it in the wild.  Still, we prefer to give every turtle egg a chance even if it has only a small probability of survival.  So, these long-shot eggs go into our mystical, magical second-chance bucket, filled wtih clean, moist natal sand and warmed first naturally in our sun room until early October and then under a heat lamp in our lab until successfully hatched or all hope is exhausted.  We always have Halloween hatchlings, usually have Thanksgiving babies and occasionally find a pair of cute dark eyes staring up at us on Christmas morning.  (ASIDE:  Can there be a more powerful holiday message?) 

So, as Sue collected the 20 lucky babies for their trip back into the wild, she scanned the second-chance bucket and yelled in exclamation, “We’ve got another one!”  To which I sagely replied, “Yep.  There’s always one more.”

Perfect October Day for Second-Chance Hatchling Release

We made it to Turtle Point on Lieutenant Island while the weather held; 63F, gentle breeze and warming sunshine.  But a careful look at the clouds streaming above reminded us that a storm front approached. 

2nd Chance Hatchling and 20 Siblings Released at Turtle Point

The sand at Turtle Point had baked through the morning and reflected warmth as we sat down to release our 21 charges.  Placing them in a single bunch near the wrack line on the downward sloping dune, we watched as they scattered in random directions and power bursts.  Soon they had all disappeared into the nursery surroundings, some into upland vegetation, others into downland wrack and Spartina salt marsh, and still others burrowed into the warm dune sand.

Last Sailboat Dances with Northeast Blow in Blackfish Creek

Within an hour the weather had closed in.  The cold front arrived with gusts whistling across the narrow Outer Cape peninsula from the North Atlantic.  Clouds massed and grayed; white caps appeared; and we were doused in cold droplets whether from rain or briny spray we couldn’t tell.

“There’s Always One More” Egg in Second-Chance Bucket

Back in our warm, comfortable lab office Tuesday evening we inventoried our terrapin assets.  Tanks empty and ready.  Second-chance bucket filled with potential.  And our hopes high for one more miracle.

Very Late Spotted Turtle in Brainard Marsh

Monday, October 20th, 2008

Mature Female Spotted Turtle (Clemmys guttata)

Every day brings a fresh surprise to Turtle Journal.  As we write this post tonight the thermometer has plunged to one degree above freezing.  This morning pegged a little higher at 41 and nudged ever so slightly upward during the day under clear skies and hefty northerly winds.  Since we figured critters would be scarce, we shot some distant photos of Bird Island this afternoon in preparation for a future kayak trip when winds subside.

 

Brainard Marsh, Sippican Lands Trust

On the way back to the office, we stopped at Brainard Marsh, a 6.1-acre conservation area under Sippican Lands Trust.  We’ve been monitoring the spotted turtles in a small pond in the middle of the property for the last few years.  With cold winds and chilly temperatures, we didn’t expect to find anything, but the area is quietly beautiful on an autumn afternoon.

Female Spotted Turtle; Notice the Anomalous Bump

Crunching over fallen oak leaves and wind-snapped twigs, we approached the pond as stealthy as the Keystone Kops.  At the edge of a moss covered bank, we spied a small, seemingly immobile rock with yellow dots about 25 feet ahead through thick bramble.  Even though we toe-danced forward, our crackles should have aroused a brumating turtle.  Yet we reached the still immobile “rock” that was cold to the touch and discovered a mature female spotted turtle, fully tucked in and apparently sound asleep.  She must have crawled up the bank to bask in the noon day sun, only to fall into chilly shadow by mid-afternoon.

Female Spotted Turtle on the Move

In bright sunshine she warmed up and stretched her legs.  This turtle sports quite a bump on her carapace (top shell), left of the 4th right costal.  You may notice that she also has a number of shell abrasions and an unusual number of vertebral scutes (8) running down the center of her carapace.

Female Spotted Turtle; Note Colorful Neck, Flat Plastron, Thin Tail

She could easily be identified as female based on gender dichromatism in this species.  Females have bright colored necks (orange or yellow), while males are darkly colored (brown).  Females also have a flat plastron (bottom shell), while males have an abdominal cavity in the center of the plastron.  Finally, females have a slender tail, while males have thick tail.

Male Spotted Turtle; Note Dark Neck, Plastron Concavity, Thick Tail

The image above is a typical male spotted turtle for comparison with dark colored neck, plastron concavity and thick tail.

Female Spotted Turtle Carapace (Top Shell)

A close-up of her carapace (top shell) shows the eight vertebral scutes down the center, as well as her yellow spots.  While they may seem ornate out of context, when she is within her element, the randomly spaced dots blend perfectly with background pond flotsam floating across the surface of the water.  For those who feel particularly sharp-eyed and skilled at turtling, you may enjoy the test below.  Find Waldo; that is, locate the spotted turtle in the photograph.

Where’s Waldo?

Yes, Virginia, there is a spotted turtle in the picture.

Red Fox: Wildlife on the Edge

Monday, October 20th, 2008

As humans expand development and invade the few remaining slices of natural habitat in coastal New England, wild creatures are increasingly forced to survive on the edge of civilization, spilling over into once wild, now “domesticated” lands.  For smaller, secretive and non-aggressive animals such as turtles and rabbits and squirrels and chipmunks, we tolerate their presence so long as they don’t get in the way of our cars or lawn movers, or dare to scavenge in our gardens and garbage.  For the larger, more predatory critters, their very existence in our midst poses a threat to our manicured and domesticated lives.  “Coyotes and foxes and snakes, oh my.  Hide your pets, guard your children; the wilderness is coming to a backyard near you!”

Red Fox (Vulpes vulpes) on West Island Sun Deck

We must admit that Turtle Journal loves foxes like prodigal children.  Back fifteen years or so, a wily female fox “learned” how to hunt diamondback terrapins in Wellfleet Bay and developed quite a taste for them.  She killed over a hundred of these threatened turtles and fed them to her kits.  We worried that she might pass along this skill to her offspring, but luckily, the skill passed with her.  So, now we can love foxes without reservation.

As the Turtle Journal team drove to West Island on Saturday, hugging the shoreline along Balsam Street heading for the south point, we spotted a beautiful red fox lazing on the side of the road, relaxing like a puppy dog and savoring the long rays of late afternoon sunshine.  We slowed to a crawl to get cameras ready, but impatient weekenders in the car behind us seemed oblivious to the fox, swerved around us and tore down the street to get to the beach for sightseeing.  Go figure. 

Greater New Bedford Area with West Island on the Lower Right

West Island lies on the western coast of Buzzards Bay in Fairhaven and within the Great New Bedford area.  The middle of the island is largely pristine woodlands with dense cottage development along the western shore.  The north, south and east coasts of West Island are covered with sometimes sandy, often rocky beaches with a scattering of salt marshes throughout.  Terrapins were documented on West Island a couple of decades ago, but no sign of their presence has been observed for the last five years of intense search.

The fox bolted across the street toward cottages along the beach.  Sue jumped out with the camera, while Don ran interference with an upset resident.  “You’re not going to do anything to it, are you?  That’s MY fox; I’m taking care of it.  You’re not going to take it, are you?  It lives in my yard and I’m taking care of it.”  While Sue shot footage, Don spoke to the woman about the dangers to the animal and to her family, too, of trying to domesticate a wild fox in such a highly trafficked and developed location. 

Red Fox Relaxing on Sun Deck of Closed Summer Cottage

Sue noted that the fox approached her repeatedly as she photographed it.  At first she thought it might be rabid, but on reflection, it may simply have lost its instinctive fear of humans from being “cared for.”  Not a useful survival trait for a wild fox.  You can see how the animal has made itself at home on the sun-drenched decking of a seaside cottage closed for the season.

Red Fox Returning to Her Litter with a Mouthful (Two Chipmunks)

We had a similar experience in South Wellfleet this spring.  A couple of female foxes raised their kits on the decks of closed cottages abutting the salt marsh of Lieutenant Island.  Not always looking in the best of condition, one of the females learned the skill of hunting chipmunks, an extremely plentiful food supply among the cottages of the Outer Cape.  Once summer residents return in June, though, life becomes more problematic for these wild foxes reared so close to human development.

Sippican Harbor Red Fox Foraging in Salt Marsh at Sunset

In 2005 we observed red fox in Marion Village along Sippican Harbor.  The one pictured above was hunting at twilight along the salt marsh surrounding Tabor Academy’s marine science center.  We spotted fox that summer and early fall romping through the Tabor campus, but haven’t seen any since then.