Because the beaver isn't just an animal; it's an ecosystem!

Month: July 2016


Something really exciting happened yesterday, but I am using all my shards of self control and not talking about it yet, in case it affects the outcome. You will know soon. And it will be cool. I promise. In the mean time, a wildlife friend posted this article on FB and it really got me thinking.

Even scientists take selfies with wild animals. Here’s why they shouldn’t.

One of the great things about being a biologist is getting to work in the field and connect with wildlife. Through my career, I have enjoyed many unforgettable close encounters with various species, including turtles, birds, marine mammals, invertebrates and a lot of fish, especially sharks and rays.

My research program also has a strong focus on citizen science. I use data collected by recreational scuba divers and snorkelers to describe marine animal populations and conservation needs. Therefore, I work closely with the tourism industry.

Reflecting on my own experiences, however, I recognize that I and many of my peers have not always followed those best practices. Sure, we need to have close encounters with wildlife to do our work, and we have the necessary training and permits. We often have reason to photograph animals in the course of our research – for example, to quickly capture information such as size, health, sex, and geographic location. But we do not have permission, or good reason, to engage in recreational activities with our animal subjects – including restraining them for selfies.

I have worked with many researchers, including some who have pioneered best handling practices for wild animals. These people have years of training and experience, and know how to handle and release animals properly to maximize their survival. I have witnessed the making of many researcher-animal selfies – including photos with restrained animals during scientific study. In most cases the animal was only held for an extra fraction of a second while vigilant researchers simply glanced up and smiled for the camera already pointing in their direction.

But some incidents have been more intrusive. In one instance, researchers had tied a large shark to a boat with ropes across its tail and gills so that they could measure, biopsy and tag it. Then they kept it restrained for an extra 10 minutes while the scientists took turns hugging it for photos.

Although this may be an extreme case, a quick online search for images of “wildlife researchers” produces plenty of photos of scientist-selfies – with whales, birds, bats, fish, turtles, and other animals – including some of the world’s most endangered species.

Mixed signals

Taking selfies with animals may seem trivial and even beneficial if the photos get viewers interested in science. But these images do not show the researcher’s expertise or training or explain how his or her scientific sampling protocols have been vetted and approved by animal ethics experts. Moreover, the photos do not reveal that many sampling procedures injure or kill some of the animals that are captured for study and that research proposals include acceptable numbers of casualties. The public only sees scientists with animals that appear to be thriving and producing valuable information, despite being captured and handled.

When biologists add extra seconds or minutes of restraint for taking selfies, they reinforce the perception that animals are robust enough to tolerate this treatment. Some members of the public may think that it is a safe and acceptable practice and try to emulate what they see.

The easiest way to show that researchers working with wild animals are following best practices is to avoid engaging in recreational activities with restrained animal subjects, and to be careful about sharing photos from the field that are not clearly related to sanctioned research activities. By taking these steps, biologists can lead by example and help guide the public to interact more responsibly with wildlife.

Of course when I read this article I immediately went searching for scientists posing with beavers, and thought to my self, NO ONE would do that. But of course they did do that. After I found the first one I thought, well sure there’s one lunatic in Canada but no one ELSE would do that. And then I found three more. And then I stopped looking because it was too depressing.

The smart article makes reference also to the great effect of famous reseasherri worth a damrchers interacting gently with animals (Jane Goodall, Sylvie Erle) (Ahem, Sherri Tippie) and says that while those events have significant benefit to public perception and little harm to the animals, researchers still need to be thoughtful about their choices every time.  Is the photo to help the world see that animal in a different way? Or is it just to show off? Where will this photo go and who should see it?

Even if all the average biologist, researcher and technician did was THINK of the points raised in this article I’d be grateful. The tension between observing and interacting is a constant one, and certainly not unfelt in the drama of the Martinez Beavers, right down to the end of life decisions we had to make with our original mom. Go read the whole thing, and share it with your wildlife friends.

And I will try again tomorrow not to blurt out the exciting almost-news.


All we can hope, in this tangled day and age where nothing is certain and there are no guarantees, is that if someone decides one day to paint a memorial bridge in our memory, we get to come back and swim UNDER it.


This is what Jon filmed last night, when he went to check on our wayWard st™ beavers. Mom still there enjoying the pool and surveying the joint, and dad right behind being cautiously eager as usual. Will they stay only as long as that felled tree lasts? Will they move on in a day or two? We know what questions to ask but not what answers to give.

It occurred to me yesterday in my bleary sleep-deprived afternoon that it had been 10 months and 7 days since the last time I had seen beavers at Ward St. During that excruciating time we had missed them, mourned them, and given them a memorial.

Best. Un-memorial. Ever.

beavers under the bay bridge


I never thought I’d ever really appreciate the noisy art of chainsaw carving. Clearly I was wrong.

The evolution of a beaver

Mr. “Rusty” Beaver was raised in a 12-metre (40-foot) spruce tree on a quiet residential street in the Canadian prairie town of Beausejour, Manitoba. After 78 years of slow growth in sandy soil, his journey west began when the lives of his mom, sisters and brothers came to an abrupt end in favour of a new residential development.

Fortunately for Mr. Beaver, he was rescued by Beausejour resident Russ Kubara, retired school teacher and chainsaw carver extraordinaire. Then it all came together. A new roof on Ron’s house decommissioned the flagpole that launched off the eave and a date for a road trip to Russ’s new home in Beausejour was confirmed.

Day after day, the 180-kilogram (400-pound) log was whittleCaptured down to a manageable 90 kgs (200 pounds). A large hole was bored through from top to bottom and an eight-metre (25-foot) flag pole already waiting with the Canadian flag mounted was inserted.

It was so fitting – Canada’s mascot at work chewing a tree at the base of the Canadian flag.

Ron thoroughly enjoyed seeing Mr. Beaver come into existence as he emerged from the spruce log formerly laying prone in Russ’ back yard. He is now securely fastened to a buried concrete base in his new home at the front of Ron and Lynne Kubara’s house in Surrey.

Mr. Beaver now has been christened Rusty – named for his creator.

You can’t imagine how longingly I’m looking at my front yard waiting for a beaver flag pole holder to appear! We of course need two: (one American one British). The creative process and repurposing is very impressive. And to think that lucky beaver is named for our own Napa photographer extraordinaire obviously! He sent this last night as a demonstration of beavers creating habitat for turtles.

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Turtle and Beaver: Rusty Cohn

 

My buddy at NCHEMS helped with a  very odd request yesterday. This is a map of all the places in California that issued ZERO depredation permits last year. We can infer what that means, right? California is missing a lot of beavers.

no permits 2016But I of course saved the REAL news for last. Guess who was cheerfully swimming around Ward Street today enjoying that felled willow? Two lovely beavers as comfortable in that big pool as you please.

The habitat is so rich up there my lens apparently got distracted by a moth, but never mind. We know who that was.

There was no activity at all at the old dam, where we started the morning at 5. Does that mean they moved? Does that mean their vacationing? Does that mean they’ll build a dam at Ward Street when the rains start? I can honestly say, after a decade of beaver watching, and dedicated study that I have absolutely no idea.

Stay tuned and we’ll see.

 


I want Benny the beaver at the festival! What do you think it would take to induce a field trip?

‘Benny Beaver’ stars at OSU Day at County Fair

Benny Beaver will be showing his trademark buckteeth and flat tail at the Hood River County Fair. The OSU mascot will be cruising the fairgrounds on Thursday, July 28, starting at 1 p.m. with free photo opportunities and a scavenger hunt with prizes. Benny will help fairgoers learn what Oregon State University is doing in Hood River County.

Benny has a rich history with Oregon State University and its culture. Beginning in 1908, “The Beaver” was used as the school newspaper’s title and later as the yearbook title in 1916. Benny’s name came from a photograph of OSU students standing next to a beaver statue that was inscribed as “Benny Beaver” in the 1942 yearbook, but didn’t officially become the mascot until 1945. The first performance at an athletic event from the mascot was in 1952.

Ahhh, speaking of having a ‘rich history’!

Things are starting to feel actual, the buttons arrived yesterday (so cute). Here they are decorating my wineglass last night.

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Amelia Hunter finished her wonderful brochure and it’s off to the printers for execution. I made it into a flip book for you here. It will take a moment to load but be patient! Make sure you click on the image to enhance the view and scan thru the pages. Didn’t she do an awesome job?

My buddy at NCHEMS helped me again load the county data into a depredation map, and this is the horrific result.

depredation three years caAs you can see, the number of unlimited permits has tanked and the number of allowable beavers has skyrocketed. Not exactly the kind of difference I was hoping to make!

But there’s one GRAND new event that eclipses all others and made our hearts sing yesterday.

IMG_1336This whopping willow specimen was at Ward street and had already been chopped down once about 10 years ago.  It was such a lovely piece of work we decided to snag the top and bottom chews right away for educational display.  Being that it’s July – not the most chewy month (lots of other food available) and such a BIG tree I’m going to guess its the work of our youngish male, who’s definitely strutting his stuff. Maybe the pile driver had something to do with it too – driving them upstream. Currently these lovely carvings adorn our fireplace hearth. I honestly NEVER imaged that we’d have beavers chewing trees upstream again. Did you?

It made me feel like I’d drunk far too much champagne all day.


Yesterday that fantasy war room where I think some unknown digital forces monitor beaver news and decide if there’s too many good stories and then counter-attack by releasing a bad one, released some whoppers to make up for things: beavers apparently attacked a little old lady, knocked down a power line, and ruined a wedding. After reading thru the litany of troubles they caused, I’m sure you’ll agree with me that many someone in the media is out to get them. Those little rodent rascals.

Beaver attacks woman paddleboarding in Asheville

SHEVILLE, N.C. (WSPA) – A woman is receiving treatment for possible rabies exposure after a beaver attack at Lake View Park.  The woman was paddleboarding when she was knocked off the paddleboard and bitten several times by the beaver, said Lake View Park warden Billy Jenkins.

The incident happened around 3:25 p.m. Friday. The private lake was immediately closed after the attack.

Jenkins said the woman is undergoing treatment for rabies. The beaver was euthanized Saturday. Jenkins said they could find out if the beaver was rabid as early as tomorrow. The park reopened around 4 p.m. Sunday following the beaver’s removal.

“We’ve never had an incident like this out there,” Jenkins said.

He said such attacks are very rare. Police say the 67-year-old victim was taken to Mission Health System where she received emergency treatment for her wounds. The beaver has been transported to the Western Veterinary Diagnostic Lab for testing at the state lab in Raleigh.

Further testing is scheduled for today.

Ugh. Summer is the time of rabid beaver stories we know.  I mean possibly rabid beavers, because it’s also the time of protecting youngsters. We never hear about beavers with rabies in the winter, I guess because no one’s swimming with them.  We can’t tell if it’s really rabid without killing it and slicing through its brain. And if it turns out NOT to be rabid, you can bet the news will never report it.

Beavers chop down tree, cause power outage in central Manitoba

CaptureNot the cause This power company, don’t blame us, blame the rodent. And as if that wasn’t bad enough, after melting everyone’s icecream they had the gall to stand in the way of true love.

Broken beaver dam strands wedding party

A large beaver pond that ruptured Saturday night in the town of Hancock caused flash flooding that left a wedding party stranded for several hours, an official said.

No one was injured, according to Richard Knapp, chief of the Hancock Volunteer Fire Department. But the emergency kept a handful of area crews busy for most of the night.

Knapp said a “barn wedding” with 130 guests was taking place at that location, and guests were advised to seek higher ground immediately. 

Upon arrival, emergency personnel found flash flooding in progress in the area of the intersection of Shea Road and county Highway 28, Knapp said, with the road impassible and covered with 1 to 1½ feet of rapidly moving water. The cause of the flooding, according to Knapp, was determined to be a large, approximately 4-acre beaver pond that ruptured because of the excessive rain Saturday.

“There are quite a few beaver dams around,” Knapp said. “That’s how some ponds form. And it broke because of the rain. There was just more water than it could hold.”

Well’ you know how it is when you wanna get married. There are always so many beavers in the way. (Ba-dump-bump.)

Now here’s a list of all the bad things beavers did in California that made them need killing. You would think the number one problem would be slightly harder to fix, wouldn’t you?

hard to wrapMy god we’ve been thru a lot this morning. Not to mention that there were several last minute wishes for tables from exhibitors at the festival yesterday that literally quoted “Wimpy” from the Popeye cartoons and said, “I’ll gladly pay you Tuesday for a hamburger today.” Honestly, what is it about people that makes them think I have NOTHING to do at the festival but collect old debts? There’s a deadline for a reason people. Meet it or not, your call. Bring your own card table and lawn chairs for all I care. But if you want ME to order one friday I need payment friday. See how that works?

This is the reward for our pains.

Beaver fever! Mother beaver has a splash with her babies

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