Sunday, August 11, 2013

Buzzard Babies?

Flash back to 2012, when I got the chance to help Shane McPherson capture a juvenile Crowned Eagle for his MSc project.  I was nervous holding that young bird, but enjoyed the experience. This year, we have been using our free time on the weekends to capture other raptor species.

During the first trip with Esma, an intern from Canada, we captured a Long-Crested Eagle. Then on our last two trips, we caught a juvenile and adult Jackal Buzzard.  However, each capture is just as thrilling as the first!

Aug. 7th, 2013. Shane and I went out to a property in Richmond, KZN, South Africa. A juvenile Crowned Eagle has been spotted here quite regularly.  There was no Crowned Eagle to greet us, but on the way back to PMB, Shane spotted a Jackal Buzzard. After a short drive through the field and chatting with the farm staff we had permission to trap. Shane drove toward to raptor sitting on a power line and I placed the trap out. As we circled around, it was not long before the bird was caught. When we drove back towards it, I jumped out to secure it.

Once it was safely secured, the processing began. A metal band was placed on the leg to give it a unique ID. Measurement and blood were taken. The information gathered here will be part of a project on Jackal Buzzards conducted by a postdoc student at UKZN.

My favorite part was holding the relatively small buzzard (when compared to a Cape Vulture). The size of the bird, reminded me of the size of a baby.  Strange, I feel more comfortable holding a wild buzzard than an actually baby! Then the release! It is so much fun to see and feel a raptor take off right in front of you. It is nice to hold a baby and then give it back! 


First Jackal Buzzard! A juvenile. 



Tail feather spread. 


Adult Jackal Buzzard. 
The release. 

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

An Untimely Death

A vulture that died from ingesting poison on a farm in Swartberg, KZN, South Africa. Photo from Ben Hoffman.


           Cape vultures (which are listed as ‘Vulnerable’ under the IUCN Red List of Threatened and Endangered species and are endemic to southern Africa) can consume a carcass in less than an hour. During feeding time, vultures go into a frenzy and can fill their crops in less than five minutes. Even their tongues aid in this eating competition, with have grooves that point backwards to help move meat. After this frenzy, these 9kg birds park off and socialize as their crops hang heavy.

            In Swartberg, KwaZulu-Natal, South Africa a vulture feeding frenzy occurred, except most of those vultures did not live to digest the meal. Instead, a group of about 50 vultures (48 dead and two rescued) staggered about a sheep carcass. One by one their heads started to droop. Vultures that got the meaty bits of the sheep’s stomach had blue crystals smeared on their feathers.

            Instead of the normal post-feeding behaviors (most of which we humans don’t understand), the vultures started dropping dead. The amount of poison ingested from the sheep carcass and the individual’s sensitivity to the toxin determined how much time it had to live.

            In a matter of hours, the commercial farm was littered with vulture carcasses. All is silent, as vultures typically do not consume the dead of their own kind. It is not quiet back at the vulture breeding colony. Late July is peak hatching time. Some adult vultures have been sitting on a single egg for almost 60 days. Once the chick hatches, the parents have to franticly search for food to nourish the growing chick and themselves. One parent will go search for food, as the other guards the chick. Some of those partners will wait for days, staring at the down-covered chick and the sky. There will come a point when that parent will have to leave and find carcasses. Since their food source is ephemeral and randomly located in the environment, it takes both parents to search for food for the growing chick. With only one parent, the costs are too high for it to feed itself and the growing chick, and the chick will die. A number of the dead birds at Swartberg had brood patches (a patch on the abdomen that is used to help incubate eggs).

            When I heard the news of the poisoning, it was an hour before I presented my project on Cape vultures at the Zoological Society of Southern Africa.  I did not know many details. I did not know if any the vultures I ‘knew’ were involved.  My project in collaboration with another from University of Marburg (Germany), have tagged over 70 Cape vultures. With my 9 transmitters, I have followed their movements. This involved many hours in front of a computer, following their flight patterns and admiring the great distances they travel. I have also been lucky enough to observe tagged vultures at the vulture colony. All I knew before my talk was that vultures have been poisoned in Swartberg, an area in which all nine of the vultures I follow have visited.  I was very emotional.

            I have never named the vultures I follow, in an effort to resist the urge to personify them. But I still knew them. I witnessed where these birds go when humans are not watching. I can tell you the sex of a particular bird and where it resides on the cliff. Some birds have traveled far from the colony, while others are busy parents sitting on eggs. So no, they did not have names but they still lived. These vultures were part of the greater web, performing a favor to the ecosystem by devouring dead animals. Unfortunately, these vultures inhabit a human-transformed landscape that threatens them at every thermal. This incident is just one of the poisonings that we know of, and it is possible that there are other incidences that will never surface. The poison was probably put out to kill Black-backed Jackal, which attack and kill livestock. Along with the dead vultures, a dead jackal, a dead Jackal Buzzard, and two Sacred Ibis were found.

            During my 10 minute presentation I was nervous until I pointed out where the vulture poisoning happened; located inside the foraging ranges of the vultures I monitor. There was silence in the room. I took a deep breath and carried on. Because we have to. We need to acknowledge the incident, let justice run its course, and continue speaking not only on the behalf of the vultures but all components of the web! Let’s keep this web strong!

Overview of the dead vultures. Photo form Ben Hoffman. 
Processing the dead vultures. Photo from Ben Hoffman.