This post was written by Chelsea Forehead, one of our 2019 Hubbard Fellows. Chelsea is a terrific scientist with a strong background in birds – along with many other subjects. She had the opportunity to travel north this fall for a bird-banding workshop and shares that experience here. All photos are by Chelsea.
As an aspiring avian ecologist, the Hubbard Fellowship has granted me countless opportunities to add skills to my conservationists’ toolkit. In late September I was fortunate enough to gain further experience in the bird-monitoring practice of netting and banding. I wasn’t netting and banding just any species, however. I was handling and adorning the ankles of the supremely adorable Northern Saw-whet Owl (Aegolius acadicus) on the North Shore of Lake Superior.
The migratory paths of the Northern Saw-whet Owl were, at one time, poorly understood. The tiny, well-camouflaged raptor is a rare sighting in the deciduous and mixed-forest habitats of its range across North America. They remain well-hidden during typical birding hours. Efforts to understand the fall movement of saw-whets grew exponentially, however, in the 1990s with the use of audio recordings to lure the nocturnal creatures into nets. Once captured, the sex, size, and age of the miniature predator can be recorded along with a unique number that matches the one on their band.
By entering the location, time, and characteristics of each numbered capture into a database, researchers can see a bit of the banded bird’s history upon recapture. The odds of recapture are increased by the concerted efforts of hundreds of banding sites across the eastern United States. If an owl is banded during its breeding season in Minnesota and then recaptured during the fall in Alabama researchers can add this trajectory to the ever-clearer map of saw-whet migration. Understanding which habitats a species relies on throughout its life is valuable when addressing any future conservation needs.
Adding to the body of knowledge about Northern Saw-Whet Owls was only part of my excitement that weekend. Getting to hold the world’s cutest owl was also a factor. At dusk, we set up our nets in strategic formation. The volleyball net-like trap consisted of six 12-meter-long nets stretched between tall poles. A speaker played a recording that sounded quite like the beeping of a reversing dump truck.
After waiting anxiously indoors for 45 minutes we returned to the forest to check our nets. A very confused-looking owl laid tucked in one of the sagging pockets of our net. The owl biologist leading our group carefully removed the tiny saw-whet from the net while explaining proper technique. Since I was an especially ecstatic bird nerd, he handed me our first captive. “Hold it like an ice cream cone,” he said. I was overwhelmed with admiration for the creature as I saw, up-close, all the trappings of a bird evolved for expert-level predation. The sharp talons, powerful feet, and feathers for silent flight that I had only read about were right there in front of me – on a miniature sized creature with eyes big enough to melt hearts.
Over the course of the workshop we banded a total of 49 Northern Saw-whet Owls. By the end of the first night I was confident in my ability to remove owls from the nets. After discerning from which side of the net the bird flew in, I held the tibiotarsi (which look like the bird’s thighs but are akin to the human calf) and removed the netting from the feet, then the wings, then the head. Once it was free from the net, the owl’s “angry end”, or feet, needed to be secured for holding. While some of the birds were docile and patient while being held, others were insistent about being released. A slight release of the feet could be capitalized upon by the brave little raptors. The resulting pain of eight talons clenched fiercely into my fingers made clear that though saw-whets are small, they are mighty.
The procedure for determining the sex of the birds involved weighing them and measuring their wings. As with other species of owl, the females are generally a bit larger, but otherwise have a nearly identical appearance to the males. It is posited that this size difference may provide greater agility in hunting for the males, who are the primary providers of food for nestlings.
The age of Northern Saw-whet Owls can sometimes be clearly inferred from patterns of wear on their flight feathers. Older feathers are sometimes visibly lighter in color, with speckles and wear. The presence of newer looking feathers implies that the bird has molted. Since owls don’t molt those feathers within the first year of life the presence of flight feathers with differing degrees of wear indicates that the bird is at least two years old.
When the pattern of wear isn’t clear to the naked eye, owl biologists have a second way to literally highlight molting patterns. It turns out that in two families of birds- owls and nightjars- newer feathers contain a chemical called porphyrin. Porphyrin glows pink under UV light. By exposing the underside of the wing to black light researchers can more clearly see which feathers are new and which are old. While molt patterns can become complicated and variable after the third year, being able to record an approximate age helps to model the age groups of migrating populations.
Once each little owl had been processed it was time to release them back into the forest. In order to allow for the owl’s eyesight to readjust to seeing at night we made sure to turn off all headlamps. This readjustment often lasted nearly five minutes. Once daggers of defense, the owls’ toes became simple instruments of balance. I served as a patient perch in pitch black while the tiny, precious raptors regained their bearings. As each pair of feet lifted from my palm I smiled at the truly silent flight of the now-free bird. After each owl flew away, I stood for a moment in a silent, invisible farewell. I hoped each would feel, somehow, my well wishes and gratitude for their contribution to science.
Thank you, Chelsea, for this close-up view of the process. And for your obvious passion for your work! Saw-whet was my first owl sighting, and remains a favorite.
enjoyed Chelsea Forehead,s piece very much thanks.
Very interesting. It’s good to see people doing such valuable research.
NEAT! Noel Rose
I have had the opportunity to assist with some Saw Whet Owl banding.It is indeed an amazing and humbling experience. Thank you for the excellent photos
Chelsea, I am also excited for you! This was really nice writing and great pictures. Those fuzzy feathers around the eyes! I can hardly stand how cute they make that face.
Amazing little creatures we hear in northwestern Wisconsin! Remind me of the Arizona desert pigmy owls where I grew up. The silence of their flight demonstrated once at Minnesota Zoo, was unbelievable to witness next to the sounds of hawks etc. Thanks for the ‘rest of the story’.
Cool experience, Chelsea. I almost felt I was there as I read your detailed account.
Great description of what reads like an inspiring experience. Thanks for sharing, and all best wishes for a terrific career working with birds, and contributing to their conservation.
gosh, that does look like a grand experience in the north woods….thanks for sharing Chelsea!