Showing posts with label Moths. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Moths. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Review: Mariposas Nocturnas, by Emmet Gowin

In June 2015 Maureen and I took a belated honeymoon vacation in Honduras, spending an exhausting and immensely rewarding week at the Lodge at Pico Bonito. Although technically the “off-season” we planned the trip with birds in mind and our days were filled with hiking steep, muddy slopes through saturated rainforest air in addition to various day-trips into dry forest, river, and botanical garden habitats. While the high points of our trip were certainly the many charismatic birds and mammals we’d craved, one my most enduring memories is of our nightly visits to the mothing station. Beneath the lodge’s mercury vapor lighting we meticulously photographed each and every species we encountered, hundreds of individuals. Knowing nothing about their taxonomy, life history, status or distribution, we were merely captivated by the wild and wide-ranging diversity of colors and forms.

For weeks afterward I’d tried to put names to each moth, despite the lack of a really good, comprehensive reference. But those attempts at cataloging were beside the point for me. What it really boiled down to was an excuse to carefully study our photos again and again, to organize and reorganize them. Which brings me to Emmet Gowin’s Mariposas Nocturas: Moths of Central and South America, A Study in Beauty and Diversity. This coffee table book is a celebration of everything that so captivated us during our hours at the mothing station in Honduras. It provides a showcase for hundreds of these nocturnal Neotropical Lepidoptera; moths of every size, shade, posture, texture.

Each page is laid out in a grid, 25 photos to a grid. Unlike a field guide, this book is presented with an almost entirely aesthetic approach to organization; the arrangement was determined by whatever photos happened to work well together (though, generally, each grid represents the time and place in which the photographs were taken). The moths themselves are living subjects that Gowin manually oriented against a background of his choosing – backgrounds often selected from art history, including works by Degas, Matisse, William Blake – thus setting up spectacular color contrasts between the moth and its background, producing a work that is visually stunning, page after page.

Of course the main attractions of the book are the Neotropical moths themselves, in their near-infinite variety. Sphinx moths, geometers, flannel moths, wasp-mimics, saturniids – they’re all so different from one another, and all marvelous in their own way! Gowin’s artistic eye captures this diversity wonderfully. To reiterate, this isn’t a field guide. In fact, the only information you will find about each moth is its scientific binomial, along with family and subfamily names, the year it was first described to science, and the person who described it. Moths that are arranged near one another on the page are probably not closely related, and may not even be found in nature together. Instead, this book is about appreciating moths as natural works of art, something you’re bound to start doing from the moment you first look inside.


The book’s introduction by author and activist Terry Tempest Williams is…odd. Williams has an impressive resume, and I admire her advocacy on behalf of public lands in particular. But her interest in moths verges on the mystical. At various points she invokes priests, spiritualists, prayer, the Virgin Mary, and sacred texts, all of which I found entirely unncessary, even distracting. Much more interesting is Gowin’s afterward. Here the photographer chronicles how this project developed in partnership with the Smithsonian Tropical Research Institute, and how his vision of it evolved over 15 years of gathering material, providing behind-the-scenes insight for this labor of love.

For me, this book will always remind me of that mothing station in Honduras where we first stood transfixed by the overwhelming beauty and diversity of Neotropical moths. Hopefully Mariposas Nocturnas will be the beginning of a journey for others, helping foster a passion for these insects that are too often and unfairly overlooked or maligned. Or, if nothing else, Emmet Gowin’s book looks great on a coffee table.

Saturday, August 13, 2016

"Heeey Yooouuu Guuuuuuys!" - Birding in the Footsteps of the Goonies

In July we took our first trip to the Goondocks, where we'd follow in the famous footsteps of Chester Copperpot (Goonies), Det. John Kimble (Kindergarten Cop), Johnny Utah (Point Break), and Johnny 5 (Short Circuit) -- (why so many Johns?). Believe it or not, there's actually more to do in Astoria than visiting the sets of '80s movies.

We camped at Fort Stevens State Park, which was loaded with historical artifacts like a WWII battery, and the 110-year old remains of the Peter Iredale shipwreck. It's also got some pretty righteous birding opportunities. We started our morning by heading over to South Jetty, hoping to wrack up shorebirds and gulls. Auspiciously, an Elk walked across the road ahead of us on the drive over, and when we pulled into the jetty, three bull Elk feeding along the edge of the parking lot. We were no longer thinking about gulls.




An elusive Two-headed Elk!

The Elk casually grazed and paid us little attention, other than occasionally looking in our direction. We only had our first, brief, Elk encounter earlier this year, and had hoped we'd get a chance to see and enjoy them like this. Eventually we went up the observation tower that looks out over the jetty. We couldn't find much out to sea, we did see a gull harassing a Common Murre that somehow found it's way on shore. It wasn't a great sight, so here are more Elk shots instead.




On the observation tower itself, Barn Swallows had built several nests, and were periodically returning to feed their little ones, nestled right up against the stairs.

Barn Swallow


Over at the insipidly-named Parking Lot D, Caspian Terns flew past with some regularity. We counted ourselves fortunate when a handful swooped and dove not far off from us, along the river. After several minutes, we crossed the parking lot and walked a short path and found ourselves surrounded by that tearing call of theirs. Spread out over the mudflats where close to 50 terns along with a good number of Semipalmated Plovers and some peeps.

Caspian Tern


The conventional wisdom is that if you want to see Tufted Puffins, you go to Haystack Rock. Since we've found puffins at other spots along the coast we didn't think about it too much. Our mistake for being so dismissive. As soon as we set up the scope, we were staring at groups of 3 or 4 puffins at a time, and close. Occasionally one would dive off its ledge and circle over our heads before heading out to sea. If you want to see Tufted Puffins, you go to Haystack Rock. Got it.



Tufted Puffin and Common Murres. You can see a nesting burrow center-left


Diving off Haystack Rock






The puffins were joined on Haystack by countless other seabirds, mostly cormorants and gulls, but also decent numbers of Pigeon Guillemots. A male Harlequin Duck came in closer than I'm used to, and I almost got stranded taking snapping photos as the tide kept creeping in around me.

Haystack Rock

Pigeon Guillemots

Harlequin Duck


At low tide, this is a good spot for tide-pooling, and several volunteer naturalists were showing off the anemones and keeping people from climbing where they aren't supposed to.

Anemone



I'd wanted to swing by Del Rey Beach after checking out eBird reports, but it was pretty quiet when we got there. But we did pick up a lifer moth in the parking lot, where Red-shouldered Ctenuchas had swarmed all over the ragwort and the dune tansy. We pushed onward to Ft. Clatsop to visit a recreation of Lewis and Clark's winter camp (1805-6) and picked out some Red Crossbills kip-kip-kipping high overhead. I guess we lucked out -- of all the animals Meriwether Lewis described along their journey, Red Crossbill wasn't one of them.

Red-shouldered Ctenuchas



We started the next day back at South Jetty, but only saw one Elk this time. We took the trail that leads to the beach and came across hundreds of Heermann's Gulls congregating on a sandbar. Farther off was a massive mixed flock in the midst of a feeding frenzy. Assorted pelicans, cormorants, gulls, and terns were gathering up whatever they could find, and there must have been plenty of it, whatever it was. On the way out, an Elk family crossed the road just ahead of us, and we got our fist glimpse of an Elk baby!

Heermann's Gulls




Baby Elk!!

We'd heard that Seaside Cove was worth checking out, and it was indeed. Right along the shore were several adult and first-summer Heermann's Gulls -- the closest we've managed to get to these handsome larids. The water was relatively calm, and we were able to pick out a lone Marbled Murrelet and a good 80 or so Western Grebes.

Heermann's Gull



While we were there some guy asked us if we'd seen any Harbor Seals or sea lions anywhere at Seaside Cove (we hadn't). Then he asked if we'd seen the Walruses back in Astoria. He obviously knew the difference between seals and sea lions, so I wanted to believe he knew what he was talking about while also remaining cautiously skeptical. PRO TIP: there are no Walruses in Oregon. But we were heading into town anyway, and there might have been something good -- Maureen suspects he meant Elephant Seals, which would have been great, but instead there was nothing.


Great Blue Heron

Sunday, September 13, 2015

Honduras Birding, Day 3 Continued

There was so much to share from our trip to Rio Santiago in my last post (especially with all of those amazing hummers), that I didn’t have room to squeeze in some other highlights of the day. When we pulled up to the resort, right away we noticed a “moth sheet” set up with a mercury vapor lamp much like the one back at our lodge.

Conchylodes nolckenialis

Nope, not a bumble bee. Megalopyge opercularis.

Sosxetra grata

As we were more focused on our birding at the time, we only got to OOOooo and Aaaahhhh just for a short while before we hit the trail. But as you can see, this sheet was quite awe worthy.

Schausiella santarosensis

Copaxa rufinans

Eacles masoni

Gonodonta species

Some of these moths were bigger and even more spectacular than the ones we had seen back at our lodge. There were more cool and different types of Sphynx Moths. And who couldn’t be impressed by the large and lovely Rothschild Moth, otherwise known as “cuatro ventanas” or four windows for its beautiful clear “pane” on each wing.
Clockwise from top left: Xylophanes ceratomioides; Xylophanes undata; Eumorpha species?; Xylophanes chiron

Xylophanes undata and Madoryx pluto

Left to right: Unknown; Callionima species; Eacles imperialis (Imperial Moth); Other unknown moth below imperial moth

Rothschildia lebeau (Rothschild Moth or "Cuatro Ventanas")

Another impressive creature has an impressive name to match – the Hercules Beetle. That spunky owner of the resort introduced him as his little friend. One of the resort guests chuckled as he told us the story of how he woke up his teenage daughter with this big guy. Hahaha. That beetle was glorious, indeed.

Hercules Beetle

Katydid species

Dobson Fly

After we left the Rio Santiago Nature Resort, we got back to our lodge exhausted but oh so thrilled about our encounter with the gorgeous Spectacled Owls and all of the fun grass birds, hummers and kingfishers. But our birding for the day didn’t quite end there. As we got back to our lodge to have lunch, a small swarm of hummingbirds swooshed by in quite a fuss. Our guide German yelled out, “Did you see that? Ferruginous Pygmy Owl!” And sure enough, in a nearby tree sat this little owl with a bit of lunch of his own. It was a lizard, but the hummers were still not happy about him being around.

Ferruginous Pymy Owl with a lizard

Ferruginous Pymy Owl

Ferruginous Pymy Owl

After refueling and a little cat nap, we roamed the grounds of our lodge and took in the beautiful landscape among the rain clouds. We had some lovely views of our friends the Chestnut-colored Woodpeckers as well as Blue-crowned Motmot. 


Blue-crowned Motmot

Chestnut-colored Woodpecker



And I can't forget to mention picking up this list of birds and more: Red-billed Pigeon, White-collared Swift, White-crowned Parrot, Ivory-billed Woodcreeper, Dusky-capped Flycatcher, Rose-throated Becard (which apparently don't have a rose throat in Honduras). And because having two awesome raptors wasn’t quite enough in one day with the Spectacled Owl at the Rio Santiago Nature Resort and then the Ferruginous Pygmy Owl right when we got back to our lodge, we also picked up a juvenile Gray Hawk! This was quite a day, and the trip was just still less than halfway through. My goodness.

Juvenile Gray Hawk