Chomp-Chomp goes to School

I've been away from the classroom for too long and when I was invited to talk about Alligators for kids from Cafferata and Diplomat Elementary Schools in Cape Coral I was more than happy to do so. The gifted students were a great audience with excellent questions including a few favorites:

• How can you tell a male from a female alligator? (if there are babies and the adult is not eating them - female - otherwise it gets complicated)
• How fast can an alligator run? (up to 10 mph for a very short distance)
• Where did you get that awesome hat? (it was handmade in Cape Coral)
• How can you tell if an alligator has been fed? (illegally fed, wild alligators lose their fear of humans and will not flee in their presence)
• What are the beads of your bracelet from? (I don't know but it was a gift from a Buddhist monk)
• What eats alligators? (Everything eats baby alligators from Large-mouth Bass, Raccoons, Wood Stork and even other Alligators)

Here I'm pointing out the northern extent of the Alligator's historic range in Virginia. 

It looks like the magic trick has gone terribly wrong! Actually I was asked by a student to reveal what was in the aquarium slowly to "build the suspense". 

Of course it was a baby American Alligator and everyone was wildly excited. Chomp-Chomp was spending his/her first day at school showing off with a ferocious bark - ok not so ferocious but if you heard that noise in the wild - look out for mama. 

Chomp-Chomp is not a pet but works for the Everglades Day Safari like me. We enjoyed getting away from the swamp for a day. Thanks to Mrs. Taylor (for the invitation and photos) and the kids from Cafferata and Diplomat Elementary. I hope they had as much fun as I did. 

Signs of Laziness

Jungle Pete is returning North - if only for a few days to visit the family and anyone else he can round up. He's also practicing speaking in the third person for no apparent reason. Pete can't leave without writing one more time, but seeing as he's been tying up loose ends at work before he goes, he hasn't had time to put together a cohesive thought. So Pete presents to you a few of the crazy signs he's seen on my exploits. I mean his exploits. They didn't really fit anywhere else so here they are.
Is it me or does the proprietor seem a little peeved with the police? Hey Police! You are on notice! (Naples, FL)

This one was put up after a raccoon swung a club and lost the grip, sending a 9-iron through the windshield of a BMW. (Cape Coral, FL)

I'm embarrassed to admit that I don't know if this is a goof or if there are "land crabs" I need to worry about running over. I'd hate to think I was needlessly concerned. (Hollywood, FL)

It's hard enough to go 12 MPH, but this is impossible. The squirrel looks a bit flat already. (Punta Gorda, FL)

This one I think I may have posted before - but it bears repeating. (Did I say bear and but in the same sentence.) (LaBelle, FL)
This is a bonus. This is called the Cape Coral Tower of Terror. It was constructed by Rotary volunteers and has withstood hurricanes, high winds and poor construction. It's not trick photography. It really looks like an Eischer drawing. It's listing and shakes when you go up it. How it has not collapsed is beyond me.

Ok - this is perhaps the worst entry to date, but it's really just an announcement of my temporary departure from Florida. I'm looking forward to seeing new nephew Carter and the rest of the nieces and nephews. I'll be in Vermont on Thursday 9/6 for anyone who wishes to gather at the Long Trail Pub and Brewery in Bridgewater, VT.

The Feathered Underground

If you're driving through the city of Cape Coral for the first time, there are two questions that might peck away at the back of your brain. Why are there fields filled with PVC pipes and perches and why am I driving through Cape Coral.

The town is the 2nd largest in area in the state at 115 square miles and has nearly 32 trees. The City was founded in 1965 on the western side of the Caloosahatchee River and across from Fort Myers. It has no history worth mentioning, or at least none that I could find on Wikipedia in the last 5 minutes, but essentially the relatively barren landscape was scraped, hundreds of miles of channels were created (many leading to nowhere) and the people began to flock to the Mecca of flat land. Germans predominately settled the town as property was sold cheaply in Europe during the 70's and the proximity to the ocean and level terrain must have undoubtedly reminded them of their homeland.

It's one of the fastest growing cities in the country and for the life of me I have no idea why. Which brings me back to my questions. Why PVC and perches? Of all of the inhabitants of the city, the most notable and beloved are the Burrowing Owls. The owls (Athene cunicularia) are found in Florida and throughout the western US and Canada.

map from Shaw Creek Bird Supply

They use the burrows of other animals out west, but here in Florida they do the excavating themselves. They are a "Species of Special Concern" here which is the scientific equivalent of a "whatever". But here in Cape Coral, the community embraces them. They truly adore them and sometimes they run them over with their cars. It happens. One nest I checked on was caved in with tire marks directly over the top of it.

I headed out to check out how many I could find and was lucky enough to find 14 in one evening. They're small, long-legged and have bright yellow eyes that look like creamed corn. Since they prefer open grasslands, the problem is quite obvious. Fastest growing city in Florida....birds that like open land. So a drive around town is an interesting experience as many of the underground burrows are marked with PVC pipes and perches are placed in the center so the birds have a place to lookout.

The owls are relatively comfortable living around humans, but they get testy from time to time if you approach too close and will bob their heads up and down, signaling that they are peeved. They also mimic the sound of a rattlesnake to deter predators.

In some places they have exacted revenge for the lands they have lost. I love this spot. The owls have burrowed into the soft sands of a horseshoe pit. The town was nice enough to rope it off. No doubt some knucklehead would have used the PVC perch to score a ringer.

They get most agitated in March and April when nesting season occurs. Although they lay anywhere from 8-12 eggs, usually only 4-5 leave the nest.

Although they are the darlings of the city, it's not all unicorns and rainbows for the owls. While birds, nests and eggs are protected, land continues to sell at a fast pace and each year we lose more and more open space for North America's only burrowing owl. My sister, Mandy, has suggested I offer action steps for every environmental crisis I bring up.

Action Step: Don't buy empty lots in Cape Coral!