Since mortality in juvenile golden eagles can be as high as 75 percent, it can take one mating pair up to 10 years to produce two breeding birds.
Golden Eagle (Aquila chrysaetos)
Denali National Park, Alaska
Canon 100-400mm lens @ 100mm
1/640 sec @ f4.5
© Teklanika Photography 2013
Winter is in full swing, and mostly due to the blanket of snow, wildlife viewing has improved greatly. Coyotes, whitetail and mule deer, and bald and golden eagles have been seen daily. The contrast between dark fur and bright snow makes it difficult for properly exposed mammal photos, every day in the field is a learning experience. Avian photography, on the other hand, has been getting a little easier. The eagles and hawks are plentiful, and I finally feel like the time spent practicing bird-in-flight shots with the thousands of Canada geese that spend their Winter in the area is paying off.
courtesy of the Billings Gazette
by Brett French
Across northeastern Montana, continuous snow and cold have left antelope weakened and dying. Whitetail deer swarm haystacks like flies on meat. Carcasses of dead antelope and deer litter the hillsides and valleys. Only the golden and bald eagles, magpies and crows are getting fat as they scavenge the animal corpses.
“It’s difficult out there, and they’ve been doing it since November,” Johnson said.
Bad winters are common across the rolling prairie of northeastern Montana, only miles from the Canadian border. But this winter has been harsher than normal, with snow coming earlier and heavier.
“We’re well on the way to having a record-breaking winter,” said Mark Sullivan, FWP’s Glasgow-region wildlife manager. “It’s tough on wildlife, no doubt.”
Working in Grand Lake for the Division of Wildlife now, frequent updates will be a bit more difficult to pull off… The past week was excellent – plenty of wildlife and beautiful vistas to be seen in Grand County. I saw my first wild pine marten, spent some time with several moose (mostly bulls, but a couple of cows and calves as well) and elk (again, mostly bulls), and was able to focus on many of the osprey nesting around the lakes in the area. Looking forward to spending the next couple of days at Roxy and Chatty, hoping for new bear and coyote shots.
Arrived in the park around 6 PM after spending an hour or so in the hot sun at Chatfield (I didn’t see much hiking along Plum Creek, only mosquitoes and meadowlarks). The twin fawns were with their mom near the visitor center, they’re growing up so quickly. No bears or lions to be seen, and the lack of predators put the deer at ease along the Fountain Valley trail. I was so busy watching and shooting the deer that I nearly stepped on a rattlesnake – the loud rattle at my feet sent me into the air, haven’t jumped that high in a while. Rob spotted a nice bull elk in the far eastern meadow around sundown – pretty far away for shots, but it was nice to see one in that area.
Busy week, too busy for daily reports… The golden eaglet has been hopping from the nest to nearby cliffs, trying to muster the courage to make that first flight – won’t be long until it’s soaring along with the other eagles. Bear viewing has been great, several sightings last week brought the total to 16 individual bears spotted in the park this year. My dad and I, along with Rob, Chris and Earl, had a very close encounter with a big boar (missing part of his right ear, I remember him from many sightings last year, dubbed him “Bruiser”) as he worked his way across a hill and crossed the road directly in front of us. The mule deer fawns are getting bigger, and along with that growth comes the danger of not being able to hide as well as before. Newborn fawns have no scent, but the older they get the more their scent increases, which makes it easier for predators to detect them. We watched a young bear take down a fawn high on the hogback this week – the mother deer attempted to charge the bear with the fawn in its jaws, then backed off when she realized that it was too late – a hard thing to watch but this is life in the wild, the way it should be and has been for thousands of years. I spent Friday around Hot Sulphur Springs, didn’t see a whole lot of wildlife but the wildflowers are in full bloom, awesome vistas as well. Made another trip to Mission:Wolf on Saturday – helped out a bit, spent the night and lucked out with some wolf and sunset/sunrise shots. The wolves greeted the morning sun with a wonderful group howl, and a family of coyotes somewhere in the mountains nearby responded with their own chatter – what a way to wake up! I was able to see the new additions to the sanctuary – two 11-week old wolf pups that look like tough little mini-wolves with gigantic paws, just adorable. They’re pretty skittish, I didn’t want to add to their already obviously high stress levels by clicking away at them with my camera, so no shots to share. These little guys, due to the age at which they’re beginning their human habituation, will no doubt make excellent ambassador wolves one day, travelling the world and enlightening kids and adults.
Too busy for detailed daily reports lately, so I’ll summarize the past few days. Deer fawns are growing fast, as is the golden eaglet on the canyon nest. The wildflowers are in full bloom, and all of the meadows are blanketed with vivid color. I’ve been seeing a pair of great horned owls, presumably fledglings, at the Sharptail Ridge trailhead nearly every night on my way home. A couple of sporadic bear sightings in the past couple of days, but for the most part bear action has slowed down for now – I’m betting it will pick back up once the berries start appearing on the bushes. Spotted a couple of bull elk at dusk on Friday at the south end of the Fountain Valley, never seen elk there before so that was a rare treat for me. Speaking of rare treats, a lion took down a mule deer doe very near the road on the 4th, and after waiting until dusk, a handful of die-hards were able to see the cougar make his way down to the carcass. No shots to speak of due to the fading light, but still very cool to watch – my third mountain lion sighting this summer! Dan reported that the lion wasn’t seen again on Monday, but a red fox enjoyed some of the deer during the day and a big black bear came down to the carcass and fed at sunset. There seems to be a good portion of meat left, so there could be more of this story still unfolding on Tuesday.
Another hot summer day in the field – still no bear cubs, but I did finally get some decent shots of a pair of twin mule deer fawns that I’ve been seeing for the past couple of days. They’re still getting used to their wobbly little legs, just adorable. Drove through Chatfield on the way home, spotted one coyote pup that for some reason ran for it’s life when I drove by, but not much else.
Arrived at the park around 5 o’clock and headed up the South Rim trail. I hadn’t been up there since last season – most of the flowers are in full bloom and there are a lot more than last year around this time.
From the top of the ridge I could see a black bear mom and two brown cubs in the distance. I really, really want cub shots this year, and I almost hiked to them for some photos, but my instincts told me that it was a bad move since I was out hiking alone, miles from anything or anyone. It’s so dangerous to approach a protective mother bear – I made the right choice, took some far away shots and moved on.
Hiking down the trail, Rob’s voice came over the radio – “I’ve got a bear in the canyon, get down here!”. “I’m on the way, thanks!” – I high-tailed it down to him, just in time to watch the bear disappear into the brush.
We spent the rest of the evening watching the bear wander the hills, too far and heavily wooded for anything decent in the way of photos. There was a mountain lion sighting around 8:15 near the lower parking lot, Rob and I had barely missed it. The sunset was excellent, the summer sky morphing into vivid blues, oranges, pinks and purples.
The golden eaglet is really big now, almost completely dark and quickly losing the patch of white on its head. It was an excellent four-bear day for me, no complaints whatsoever – hopefully those elusive cubs will make themselves available for photos soon!
Today was bittersweet, to say the least. Arrived in the park around 5:00 and, after spending some time with the golden eagles, headed up the Fountain Valley trail.
The temp was 90+ and it felt every bit that, if not hotter. At the Lyons Overlook trail there was the biggest pile of black bear scat I’ve ever seen, we’re talking big Grizzly size. I hiked to the top of the overlook, smelled the distinct odor of a bear nearby, and turned to my right just in time to watch the tail end of a big bear making its way into the oak brush. I stuck around for the next 45 minutes, shooting landscapes while I watched the movement of the bushes and listened to the bear root around – never got a clear look at the bear due to the thick brush, and finally gave up due to the unrelenting heat. Back down the trail toward the truck. I arrived at the parking lot and found Rob shooting a doe and her fawn, finally got some halfway decent fawn shots.
We spotted what looked to be either a mountain lion or a small deer on the hogback about 1000 yards away, and though we were both fairly sure that it was “slinking” through the brush and couldn’t be a deer, for some reason we ignored it and moved on. Nothing for the next hour. At 8:00 I decide that my luck might be better out of the truck, so I hit the Willow Creek trail. The hike yielded nothing but a great horned owl that waited until I was very close to it to fly, scared the heck out of me as it dove off of a low branch and sailed right over my head. Met one of my wildlife watching buddies on the way back to the truck, he had just returned from the Fountain Valley trail and, of course, got some shots of the big bear that I’d lost patience waiting for earlier. He informed me of a big problem with two bears in the nearby neighborhood, apparently two youngsters had been breaking into homes for food and were put down earlier in the day. By now the light was fading.
I was about to hop into the truck and leave the park when a couple of guys that I’d shared a bear sighting with last week pulled up and let me know that a lion had just crossed the road right in front of them in the canyon. Rob and I got there just in time to watch the lion climbing the canyon for a couple of minutes – it had crossed the road from south to north, most definitely the lion that we had seen earlier from so far away (Rob had snapped a couple of shots from some distance earlier, after close scrutiny we could see that it was a lion). By then it was too dark for my camera to get anything worthwhile, Rob’s camera handled it much better and he walked away with at least one decent shot – here’s the best one I got.
When I got home the news channels were all covering the bear story. The two yearling bears hadn’t been aggressive with people, they hadn’t bluff charged anyone, they hadn’t attacked a pet or livestock – they certainly hadn’t deserved to be killed. The cubs had broken into a home and were eating out of a residents freezer, when the homeowners arrived they fled – no aggression whatsoever. What happened to the three strikes rule that the DOW usually goes by? A spokesperson for the DOW was interviewed and claimed that the danger was that they would pass these bad habits (which they claimed that the bears had learned from their mother, though there was never a report of a mother bear with cubs breaking into homes in the area) onto their offspring, even though they wouldn’t be able to reproduce until at the earliest next year. These young bears, which had just been weaned from their mother and really knew no better, should’ve been hazed away from the neighborhood or trapped, tagged and relocated, certainly not trapped and killed. Based on the amount of negative comments online, I’d say that the public is as outraged as I am at the way the bears were handled. The DOW will definitely be “under the microscope” now, let’s hope they handle future situations differently.
Arrived around 5 with my neighbor BJ and his son Aiden. We hiked the Fountain Valley trail, but it was just too hot to see much wildlife. The golden eaglet is growing so fast, it now looks like a little bald eagle with white left only on its head and dark feathers everywhere else. After a couple of trips up and down the road we finally spotted a black (Gorilla Bear) on the east side of the first hogback. Watched her for a while, then a second bear (Choco, still trying to prove to GB that he’s a worthy mate) wandered up and closely followed the first bear for the rest of the evening. Too far for any decent shots, but still well worth it – Aiden’s first bear sightings! After we’d left, my friend Allison sent me a text me to let me know that Choco had pushed GB’s boundaries and she had charged him and bit him on the butt (again), she’s not quite ready to mate, but that’s one persistent bruin! At 10:00 my wife and I were sitting on the front porch and a huge raccoon wandered down our street, it’s been a while since I’ve seen one in the neighborhood (a live one that is, always plenty of road-killed coons). Fingers crossed for cubs tomorrow!