Sandhill Crane Torrey Utah

A Sandhill Crane in Utah tossing virtually a mouse

Birding South Central Utah

We just spent a week in southern Utah and, as usual, it was glorious. Our headquarters is the strategically located little town of Torrey, Utah. From there, it’s well-nigh 20 minutes to the red waddle playland of Capitol Reef National Park (highway construction widow some delays this year), 20-40 minutes to two variegated 10,000 foot mountains, and 20 minutes to some wide-open agricultural fields. That’s a big variety of habitat within striking distance. Despite the well-worn climate, there are creeks and rivers running here and there all around, unconfined for cooling off and attracting birds. The place is just as wondrous at night as it is during the day. Torrey is a designated International Dark Sky Community. Even when the moon is scrutinizingly full (as it was while we were there), the stars at night are mindblowing. For an L.A. resident, it’s superstitious to walk outside at night, squint up, and straight-up see the Milky Way. Torrey is certainly off the tamed path, and much of the good stuff is lanugo dirt roads. The eyeful and solitude (especially compared to Zion and Bryce Canyon and Arches) increasingly than make up for the uneaten effort it requires.   

The colors of southern Utah are incredible

I’ve been seeing Sandhill Cranes in the agricultural fields virtually Torrey since 2013. At first, I thought it was a pretty good find. eBird was in its infancy at the time, and this is not an zone with a lot of eBird submissions, so there weren’t many reports at all. Moreover, the map in the Sibley guide we had indicated sightings were rare in southern Utah (the 2nd edition still shows it as rare).  The Nat’l Geographic Field guide indicated they aren’t in southern Utah. The Audubon Field Guide is the same. But they’re all wrong. There are Sandhill Cranes here every summer. At least, they’ve been there every July and August I’ve been there. One year I saw a group of 38 together in a field.

The inaccuracy of the distribution map for Sandhill Crane is not my point, though. The point is: vastitude seeing Sandhill Cranes, I never spent much time watching them or learned anything well-nigh them. In nine years, I didn’t once pause to wonder what it was that Sandhill Cranes eat. All the Sibley Guide says is “picks supplies from ground.” If I’d thought well-nigh it, I’d have guessed that meant seeds and grains and bugs. That would have been a correct, but incomplete, answer. As we were driving by a field with two Sandhill Cranes, I noticed each one picking up some big, unwieldy item and tossing it when to the ground, and then pick it up again. I pulled the car over and zoomed in with my camera. Was it cow dung? Nope. This pair of Sandhill Cranes were tossing field mice around. I don’t know why this surprised me so much. Given their size, they must grub lanugo for meals from time to time. And I’ve never blinked when a Unconfined Blue Heron wolfed lanugo a fish or frog, so why wouldn’t a big crane similarly go for big prey? I did some internet research, and Sandhill Cranes are omnivores who will eat snakes, lizards, fish, rodents, and small birds. That’s one of the things well-nigh birding – it’s so much increasingly than ticking off a species and moving on. Spend some time watching, or happen by at the right time, and you see tomfool stuff.

I didn’t see any lifers on the Utah trip this year. It’s the 8th time I’ve been there during July-August, and I’ve pretty much worn-out any likely lifers that are virtually during that time of year.  But I did see a lot of familiar birds I don’t get a endangerment to see in Los Angeles. This included Pinyon Jay, Juniper Titmouse, Black-billed Magpie, Virginia’s Warbler, Northern Goshawk, Woodhouse’s Scrub Jay, Grace’s Warbler, and Cordilleran Flycatcher. A couple of surprises this year were an American Dipper on Sulphur Creek in Capitol Reef, a Williamson’s Sapsucker on Moulder Mountain, and a California Gull on a reservoir.

Despite a trio of trips to the upper mountains, hoping to stumble into the path of the elusive Dusky Grouse, I struck out then this year. I did manage to visit some trappy lakes, including the one unelevated that had a lone Spotted Sandpiper. Access was quite easy on Thousand Lake Mountain – the roads are dirt, but well-maintained. Four-wheel momentum isn’t necessary to get scrutinizingly to the top. Boulder Mountain, on the other hand, is rougher going off the paved highway. To my delight, I didn’t see or hear a single ATV this year. They squint like fun, but they’re loud, ruin the serene mood, and don’t help with bird-finding.  

At 10,000 feet on Thousand Lake Mountain

I’d love to visit this zone during spring or fall migration, just to see what it’s like. Surrounded on all sides by mountains, I don’t imagine it’s much of a flyway. But who knows? Before this year, I would’ve said that Sandhill Cranes don’t eat mice. But they do. Maybe Torrey and Capitol Reef are unconfined spots for migrants.





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