Posts Tagged ‘Florida’

Attractive Nuisance


Tuesday, September 10th, 2013
Great Blue Heron

Great Blue Heron in the Trash © Jungle Pete

Attractive Nuisance

I watched a Great Blue Heron systematically survey the remains at each picnic table and garbage can in a county park in central Florida. It pulled out Styrofoam plates and disposable utensils. It poked and prodded at beverage containers. The treasure here was ironically a chicken wing that it tossed back and choked down. The bird shook its head from side to side. Clearly the bone wasn’t going down easily. When the bird stood erect again, it looked back into the garbage can for another “easy” meal. I shooed the bird away and dejectedly notice monofilament line wrapped around its foot.

There are a variety of things wrong with this situation.

  • We are a disposable society. I would estimate that nearly everything in that garbage can was used once and thrown away. Much of it – plastic cups and aluminum cans could have been recycled.
  • None of the garbage containers in the park had lids which meant that raccoons, opossums, birds and a variety of other wildlife had free access to human waste.
  • Wind could blow the garbage out. Wildlife could pull it out and from there the garbage blows elsewhere and becomes a problem for more wildlife.
  • It’s unsightly.
  • The heron was entangled by fishing line that was discarded, possible with a fish on the end of the line. If the line tightens further it could cut off circulation resulting in the loss of the limb or an infection resulting in death.
  • Herons eat, fish, frogs, baby gators…They aren’t built to swallow chicken bones. They can choke or be impaled internally.

A woman approached the garbage can and yelled at the bird, waving her arms at it as if the bird was the nuisance. She piled her garbage on the over flowing mound and walked away. Most of it stayed in the container. Until someone recognizes the problem a simple garbage can is causing, it will remain an attractive nuisance to wildlife.

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Throwback Thursday: Flowers for Father’s Day


Wednesday, June 12th, 2013

Butterfly Orchid (Encyclia tampensis) © Jungle Pete

Throwback Thursday: Flowers for Father’s Day by Jungle Pete

Originally Posted June 18th, 2012

The Six Mile Cypress Slough Preserve is a nine-mile long, third of a mile wide, linear strand of forest in Fort Myers, Florida. I assume the name “Nine Mile Cypress Slough Preserve” had already been taken. The 2500-acre preserve is home to a remarkable diversity of plants and wildlife, many of which can be seen on a two and half mile boardwalk.

My dad and I came out here years ago and while others were quick to speed around the circuit we stopped and sat on a bench. We watched Green Anoles flaring their dewlaps in a reptilian show of dominance. We watched a Yellow Rat Snake glide between cypress knees. We spotted a female Northern Cardinal flitting from branch to branch and we listened to a Carolina Wren belt out an unimaginably loud call for such a small bird. A couple of people walked by at a brisk pace and dejectedly remarked that there was nothing to see here. I’ve heard this complaint repeated many times through the years no matter where I go. I’m hoping they’re referring to the wildlife and not me.

I spent Father’s Day at the Six Mile Cypress this year. The rains have yet to fill the swamp and I found myself saying how little there was to see. Thinking about my visit with my father, my wife and baby stopped and took it all in.


Butterfly Orchid (Encyclia tampensis) © Jungle Pete

Clinging to a Pop Ash, about ten feet off the dry swamp floor was a beautiful Florida Butterfly Orchid (Encyclia tampensis). This bee pollinated epiphyte (a plant that grows on another plant) gets its name from the way the flowers dance in the wind like butterflies. The relatively common orchid blooms from May through August from central Florida south through the Everglades. The plant is not parasitic but does get support from the tree and nutrients and water from its heightened position.

We spotted five different flowers in the preserve today which is five more than I’ve seen before here. It helped to have beautiful yellow flowers cast about in the breeze but I might have missed them had I not stopped to look up and around.

I couldn’t be with my father today but here are some flowers for Father’s Day.


Butterfly Orchid (Encyclia tampensis) © Jungle Pete

Throwback Thursday: Buffet Mixer


Wednesday, June 5th, 2013

Throwback Thursday by Jungle Pete: Buffet Mixer

Originally Posted June 2011

Buffet Mixer © Jungle Pete

There are a variety of benefits to doing things in groups. Consider the last cookout you attended. Someone else bought the food. Someone else cooked and cleaned up. There was less risk of being eaten by a predator. Communal roosting makes sense too. Eating and roosting together makes sense for Great Egrets, Snowy Egrets and White Ibis.

More ears and eyes means predators are at a disadvantage during a sneak attack. While roosting, huddling can conserve warmth for those with the best spots in the roost. The downside is when you head out for breakfast in the morning everyone follows. The older and experienced birds tolerate social parasitism in exchange for safety in numbers. There is a pecking order and bigger birds can dominate others in the flock.

Finding food is also easier with many eyes looking. Once located, the buffet commences. Here a flock of Great White Egrets, Snowy Egrets and a few White Ibis have found a high concentration of fish and frog eggs to feast on.

Around the outskirts of the buffet are Little Blue Herons who are exhibiting commensalism. As the Egrets and Ibis stir things up, the Little Blue Herons feed on what the rest of the birds are not interested in. Essentially commensalism is when one species feeds among others and benefits without harming or benefiting the main species. In this case the Little Blue Heron is the guy that came to the party with the friend you invited. Little Blues are twice as successful when feeding commensally as opposed to individually.

May marked the end of the dry season in Florida which generally runs from December through May 15th. As the wetlands begin to fill with water and prey species re-colonize the marshes and swamps, many of the wading birds will rely less on communal feeding and venture out to forage solo. After a long day of hunting, it’s back to the communal roost for an evening of preening and sleep. Party on.

Photo Essay: Brown Pelicans


Wednesday, May 1st, 2013

Photo Essay: Brown Pelicans by Charlie Rattigan

Boca Grande, Florida Gasparilla Island  (26.738520 , -82.264413)

Just after sunrise on April 10, 2013 nearly 100 Brown Pelicans, Laughing Gulls, and Common Terns began a feeding frenzy several meters off shore from the Gulf beach just south of Gasparilla Island State Park.  Of the many pelicans feeding, it was not unusual to see as many as five or six birds rise up and dive in quick succession.  The activity lasted well over an hour and was repeated the next day.  The weather was bright and sunny and the wind out of the east and calm.  It was only these mornings that I saw this behavior and suspect that when the wind shifted to a southwesterly direction the fish moved way from the shore.

Divining Brown Pelican

Divining Brown Pelicans © Charlie Rattigan

five pelicans

Brown Pelicans © Charlie Rattigan

knifing into the water

Brown Pelicans knifing into the water © Charlie Rattigan

Brown Pelican Birds

Brown Pelicans © Charlie Rattigan

pelican in various poses

Brown Pelicans © Charlie Rattigan

Pelican takes off

Brown Pelican takes off © Charlie Rattigan

Pelicans dive 1

Brown Pelicans preparing to dive © Charlie Rattigan

Throwback: Sappy Holidays – The Brazilian Pepper


Friday, December 21st, 2012


Brazilian Pepper

Brazilian Pepper © Jungle Pete


Sappy Holidays – The Brazilian Pepper Originally Posted 12/19/2011 by Jungle Pete

As a child growing up in South Florida I had the good fortune of living on a 10-acre rural sanctuary for primates, operated by my parents. The property was covered with native Slash Pines (Pinus elliotti), Cabbage Palms (Sabal palmetto) and Live Oaks (Quercus virginiana), but was persistently threatened by the noxious weed of a tree known as Brazilian Pepper (Schinus terebinthifolis). As a human primate, I had far more freedoms than the other inhabitants and like a modern day Jungle Boy I would often take to the trees and explore. There were times when the property had become so overgrown with what some call “Florida Holly” that I could ascend into the canopy of the pepper trees and climb from tree to tree for several hundred feet.

The problem for a kid is you end up with ripped up jeans and sticky sap all over you, as well as the possibility of a poison ivy-like rash. The problem for the ecosystem is the highly invasive tree has spread throughout South Florida, establishing dense monocultures where little else grows.

Brazilian Pepper was introduced to Florida sometime in the mid-1800s as an ornamental. It grows natively in Brazil, Argentina and Paraguay. In Florida it flowers from September through November and by December has fire engine red berries that express a festive spirit around the holiday season, when Florida’s native hollies had already lost their rosy red fruit. Certainly the intent upon introduction was not malicious, but 160 years later the tree is so pervasive we could easily deck the halls with boughs of pepper if only it were legal to transport it.

Fortunately the tree is not cold tolerant. Unfortunately it produces an abundance of berries that are perfect holiday snacks for birds and mammals. They digest them and poop them elsewhere with homemade fertilizer.

Every year at this time, the sight of the bright evergreen leaves and candy cane red pepper berries brings me back to my days on the sanctuary, either climbing in the trees or hacking them down with machete or chainsaw.

I learned long ago that wherever I am for the holidays, I am perfectly content to celebrate it by enjoying it with native style and tradition. This year I’ll be enjoying the sun, the sand and berryless hollies. Happy Holidays.

Throwback: Bat Sniffer


Monday, December 17th, 2012
Mexican Free-tailed Bat

Mexican Free-tailed Bat © NatureShare

Originally post December 2, 2009 by Jungle Pete

I like a faint smell of skunk, a gentle waft of monkey musk and even an odiferous breeze of bat. Don’t get me wrong, I like traditionally pleasant scents too. Orange blossom. Honeycomb. Fresh mown grass. But when I smell the distinct pungent perfume of the chiropterans I can’t help but get all aflutter.

Bats belong to the Order Chiroptera and number well over 1000 species. Considering that there are roughly 4000+ known species of mammals in the world, bats account for at least one quarter of them. Florida is home to 13 species of flying mammalians yet I was starting to think they had all disappeared. Since 2007, I had seen only one bat. One. But on a warm fall October evening, that would change.

The bridge over Judd Creek in Fort Myers Florida harbors a natural wonder. The underside is full of bats. The double lane concrete structure bridges a narrow gap on the mangrove-lined tidal creek and every evening at dusk, motorists whizz by unaware of the 1000+ bats that emerge for a night of insectivorous snacking.

To witness this spectacle, we kayaked to the bridge before dusk and like clockwork, the first of the bats began to gracefully dive from their concrete roost as the light faded. The expansion joints on the belly of the bridge are spaced perfectly for the two species of bats that roost here. In fact Mexican Free-tailed Bats (Tadarida brasiliensis) roost exclusively in manmade structures in Florida. On the other hand the Evening Bat (Nycticeius humeralis) is more often found roosting under loose bark or in dead trees but they have been known to roost in the bridge as well.

Normally it would be tough to identify one species of bat from another in flight but Mexican Free-tails are unique. They have brown to grey fur and a twelve-inch wingspan but most notably they have a tail that extends out beyond the uropatagium, a membrane that typically connects the hind legs and boney tail.

As the bats plunge and ascend, swirl and dive again, the six foot gap between bridge and creek fills with hundreds of elegant, swarming bats and the evening breeze bellows a fantastic scent of bat musk. Often confused for the smell of guano or bat droppings, the pheromone helps bats identify one another. The swirling mass begins to separate and one by one the bats zip off into the night.

I gently float with a subtle current, watching a wisp of a blackened wind trail off into the darkness leaving me in the lightless night with an ephemeral aroma of bat.

Throwback: Graffiti Artists – The Double-crested Cormorant


Monday, December 3rd, 2012

Double-crested Cormorants © Jungle Pete

Throwback: Graffiti Artists – The Double-crested Cormorant by Jungle Pete

Originally posted December 11th, 2011

There is no shortage of disparaging labels cast upon the Double-crested Cormorant (Phalacrocorax auritus). The heavy-bodied, diving piscivore has been called a nuisance, a villain, a monster and a fish terrorist, mostly by fishermen and mostly undeserved. I call them nature’s graffiti artists. Their roost is their canvas. Their feces and cloaca are their paint and paintbrush.

The name cormorant comes from the Latin “corvus” and “marinus” or Raven of the Sea. Considering the large congregations of birds that roost together, the fish-eating cormorant is seen as a threat to anglers and the fish they seek. While studies have shown this threat is often exaggerated, cormorants can have an impact on the vegetation they roost upon as well as the other species that might inhabit the same trees (and usually lower than the canopy-loving cormorants).

Over the last few decades, the cormorant population in North America has dramatically increased, a heralded consequence of the ban of the harmful pesticide DDT. Like most fish-eating birds, cormorants suffered the effects of the chemical that bioaccumulated through the food chain and resulted in their inability to lay eggs with sufficiently calcified shells. Cormorants, eagles, osprey, pelicans and others would attempt to incubate their eggs and crush them instead.

Here in South Florida I have seen a colony of 40-50 cormorants routinely roosting in the same Pond Apple (Annona glabra) trees and over time, the acidic feces they leave behind has defoliated the trees. The herons and egrets that might have nested here are forced to find a more suitable location.

In the 10,000 islands of the Everglades National Park, the cormorants, with hooked beak held high, sit upon the channel markers and leave the tell tale white washing upon the signs, inadvertent artistry that remains on display when the cormorants fly off and then swim for a meal.

Call them vandals of vegetation if you must, but I prefer to look at the droppings left behind as a clue as to who was here when the bird is not.

How to Photograph Really Large Spiders (If You’re an Arachnophobe)


Monday, November 26th, 2012

Huntsman Spider © Jungle Pete

How to Photograph Really Large Spiders (If You’re an Arachnophobe) by Jungle Pete Corradino

This is a Huntsman Spider.

The Huntsman Spider is a very large spider. This is not a good photograph of a spider.

1)    If the spider is in your home, make sure you have created an escape/panic/freak out route. Open a sliding glass door. Blow out candles. Pick babies up off the floor.

2)    If you intend to dispatch the subject after the shoot, make sure your method of destruction is suitable for your enclosure. Baseball bats, whether aluminum or wood are inappropriate.

3)    Use a tripod with a remote to avoid violent, nervous shaking.

4)    Consider a fast shutter speed and a zoom lens to stay as far away as possible.

5)    Kill first, ID later is not an option with spiders. They curl up or even disintegrate. Respect nature. Escort the natives outdoors. Humanely dispatch the invasive species.

The Huntsman is an invasive species, native to Asia and now found throughout the Gulf States and California. Their colloquial name is “Banana Spider”, having most likely arrived in the U.S. with banana imports. They are often confused with Nursery Web Spiders (Pisaurina mira) and the infamous Brown Recluse (Loxosceles recluse) which can inflect a seriously harmful bite. The Huntsman is distinguished from similar spiders by brown “false eyes” on the cephalothorax.

Huntsman Spider © Jungle Pete

The female Huntsman Spider (Heteropoda venatoria) has a body nearly an inch long and carries a white egg sack underneath the body. Both males and females have hairy legs that make the arachnid the size of an average man’s hand. They are ruthless hunters and are valued for their appetite for roaches. The preference is to have them as the first line of defense on the outside of your house.

This one must have hitched a ride down from the attic with the Christmas ornaments. My wife came into my home office, held up eight fingers and pantomimed tiptoeing. I interpreted this to be “it’s eight o’clock, be quiet and don’t wake the baby.” Nope. Eight-legger in the ceiling corner of the bathroom.

The Huntsman has been known to inflict humans with a bite that resembles a harsh bee sting. It’s better if they’re outdoors. This one had three strikes against it. I don’t like hairy-legged spiders. It’s an invasive species. It’s in my house.

The Huntsman is a speedy little devil and any time wasted on photographic endeavors could result in its escape. I have no interest in allowing a hand-sized, biting spider free in my home with my child. So I snapped a quick picture of the beast gobbling the half dollar-sized “good” house spiders before “capturing” it with a web broom. In this case the Huntsman became the hunted.

Glass-blown Snake – The Eastern Indigo


Monday, November 19th, 2012
Eastern Indigo Snake

Eastern Indigo Snake © Jungle Pete Corradino

Glass-blown Snake – The Eastern Indigo by Jungle Pete Corradino

There’s a snake that reaches lengths of over 8 ½ feet and subdues its prey with an incredibly powerful bite that is disappearing from the Southeastern United States. Most people might be fine if a snake species disappeared forever but this snake is nonvenomous and even eats venomous snakes. It’s gorgeous and it deserves to keep its place in the ecosystem. I’m referring to North America’s longest native snake – the Eastern Indigo Snake (Drymarchon couperi)

Eastern Indigo Snake

Eastern Indigo Snake © Jungle Pete Corradino

The problem is four fold.

1) They share subterranean Gopher Tortoise dens, as do rattlesnakes. For years collectors and hunters would gas the dens to round up the rattlers and the Indigos and Tortoises paid the price as well.

2) This hefty snake is amazingly beautiful with gleaming blue-to-black scales from head to tail that give it a glass-blown look. Certain individuals, including the one in my arms, also have a sunset-red pattern under the chin. These snakes were prized for many years by collectors and despite their protected status today, are still poached from the wild.

3) Invasive fire ants do harm to snakes and eggs, while feral hogs destroy nests as well.

4) The greatest problem facing the Indigo today is habitat destruction. The snake prefers dry habitat such as Saw Palmetto scrub bordered by a water source. They feed on a wide variety of species including reptiles, amphibians, small mammals and birds. (Growing up at the Florida Monkey Sanctuary, we had an Indigo famously slither into a cage and sadly, eat one of the rescued animals. It had to wait until it had fully digested its meal before it could exit the cage.)

Eastern Indigo Snake

Eastern Indigo Snake © Jungle Pete Corradino

When land is slated to be cleared in Indigo habitat, developers are required to post educational Indigo Snake Protection Plan posters to inform the public about the species whose habitat they have just destroyed.

On a more positive note, an Indigo was recently spotted on Captiva Island in SW Florida for the first time since 1988. November is the start of the Indigo breeding season. Indigo boys and girls mate and disperse but what comes next is a mystery. It has been suggested that the Indigo girls nest in tortoise holes where eggs incubate for roughly 90 days to the sweet melodies of American folk rock. Or so I’m told.

Dive Right In – The Osprey


Monday, November 12th, 2012

Osprey © Jungle Pete Corradino

Dive Right In – The Osprey by Jungle Pete Corradino

What happens after we die has to be the most common question humans ask as a species. Which animal they’d like to be if they get reincarnated is a close second. Am I right? I think I’d prefer to be a flying fox, soaring the tropics in search of fruit. As long as I could avoid the natives who eat them in a bowl of milk. Or maybe a dolphin would be nice. You never see “dolphin heads sold here” signs and they spend their days eating, mating and resting half of their brain.

I certainly don’t want to be a fish. Venomous, spiny, speared; humans and animals will find a way to eat every species of fish no matter how large or small or well protected.

Every time I see an Osprey (Pandion haliaetus) plunging in the water I think of the fish that has no chance. Ospreys are the only raptors that dive into the water and can do so from heights of up to 100 feet. They plunge feet and head first and mercilessly pluck their prey from their aquatic habitat with long, sharp talons and specialized spicules. These spiny toe pads are used to grip the slippery fish as they lift them from the water and carry it head first to a perch where they either eat them whole or rip them apart and devour them.


Osprey © Jungle Pete Corradino

The name Osprey comes from the Latin ossifragius meaning “bone breaker”. This is a misnomer considering the Ospreys, although ruthless and efficient hunters don’t break bones but rather rend their prey bit by bit. The species name “haliaetus” means “seahawk” and was named as such by the Swedish Taxonomist Carl Linnaeus. It was later recognized as the sole member of the family Pandionidae.

As proficient as the Osprey is at hunting, on rare occasions the bird will attempt to reel in something a bit bigger than they have the capacity for. Fishermen have reported finding clenched talons in captured fish. Apparently not all fish go down without a fight and some take the Osprey with them. I may need to rethink my consideration of reincarnation as an Osprey or just keep in mind that sometimes bigger isn’t better.