I had this idea that I'd take
a Monday off from Gray Cubicle World (not its real name)
to do a plover warden shift on a weekday for variety and
in hopes of feeling more connected to what's happening on
the refuge. Mainly what I'm feeling is hot. It's hot and
humid. Really really hot and humid. On the other hand, it
does feel good not being in a gray cubicle on a Monday
morning.
The first bird I saw was an osprey
cruising over the ocean. You don't see those in gray
cubicles at the nexus of 128 and Rt. 3! The
opsrey came back a few times but I
didn't see it catch any fish.
Unsually for this season, I'm at
the north boundary this morning. I've almost always been
south this year. I missed a couple of shifts due to rain
and I think one of those I would have been north -- I
don't have the schedule in front of me. Despite the myth
that north is busier than south visitor-wise I always
seemed to get about the same number of people to talk to
at both ends. The major difference between north and
south for me is that the north means dogs and the south
means kayakers. Both listen about as well. :-)
There was a steady stream of
visitors but not as overwhelming a number as I thought
there'd be on such a hot day. I had it easy compared to
refuge biological staff and their helpers who were
putting up electric fencing around the least tern colony.
I can't imagine sweltering in the humid haze AND being
pooped on by defensive least terns at the same time.
Other than the osprey flybys and a
couple of terns there's not much bird action on the
beach. A little ways down the beach, there's a ringbilled
gull with its mouth wide open and its throat vibrating.
Soon it was joined by a common grackle who also faced
south with beak wide open like it was panting. The
grackle flew about 5 feet further south, landed, and
started panting again. All the gulls on the beach, as
well as the grackle, are facing the same way.
At first I thought the ringbill was
doing some new kind of flycatching technique because it
did seem to grab a couple of flies while it was sitting
there, but it slowly dawned on me that it was more like a
dog panting. I guess gulls (and grackles) don't sweat. I
never thought about how gulls keep cool.
Back home I consult my
Birdwatcher's Companion under
Thermoregulation, where it tells me to see
Temperature, body. Aha! I guessed right -- birds
don't have sweat glands. They can make use of evaporative
cooling, though, by vaporizing water in the lungs and
internal air sacs and then releasing it by panting. The
throat vibration thing is also a cooling mechanism called
"gular flutter." They release internal heat by quivering
the skin of their throats and increasing the blood flow.
Further reading on the Internet
(whatever did curious people do before Google?) tells me
that the direction they're all facing is a cooling
adaptation too. Apparently gulls will rotate to always
face the sun on hot days. Supposedly this reduces heat
gain by minimizing the sun-exposed surface area and by
orienting the white parts, the most reflective, to direct
sunlight to minimize how much heat they gain from the
sun. I didn't find anything on why grackles, who are all
dark, would orient themselves that way.