Texas-wide web

Picture it, a dew-laden morning in August 2004. It's the River Ridge trail in Central Illinois. It's steamy, but not especially hot--in the 70s. There are a ton of trees down from a recent storm. Spiders, and their webs, are everywhere. With every few sweaty steps, a run-in with an annoying web that has been spun across the trail. Now there's a giant spider web in a Texas park that could make for a very uncomfortable hike.

Beard training

I wish I could say rehabbing my knee was as exciting as when Rocky went to train in Siberia. But so far I haven't chopped any wood, climbed any snow-capped peaks or grown a beard. Instead, it's all lunges and leg raises. Sixteen days after surgery and I still can't complete a full revolution on a stationery bicycle. I can pedal about halfway before having to stop and go backward the other direction and repeating this over and over for about 10 minutes. A complete revolution will be a big accomplishment.

The Labor Day weekend will be spent in Northeast Ohio. The Cleveland Plain Dealer has an excellent regular birding column. Here is the latest story, this about a few area hotspots including a place I journal-ed about last year.

Squirrel network

My second ongoing project involves--you guessed it--squirrels. I've formalized what I've been informally tracking for a while now: which areas have eastern fox squirrels, eastern gray squirrels or both. I received an e-mail from a correspondent mentioning that gray squirrels are prevalent in St. Paul, Minn. I now have information on 13 localities regarding the fox vs. gray conundrum. (Limited to eastern North America since these squirrels largely reside--and overlap--here.) A few areas, such as Southeast Michigan enjoy the great squirrel triumvirate of fox squirrel, gray squirrel and red squirrel. Wow.

Still, it's not really clear why grays dominate some areas and foxes in others. "A Field Guide to Mammals" suggests that fox squirrels reside in wooded areas with large clearings and gray squirrels in hardwood forests and river bottoms. Neither description accounts for the urban and suburban squirrels. One of my early conclusions is that only gray squirrels live in intensely urban areas. If I'm wrong, let me know. Further input from other areas would be much appreciated. The fox squirrel, right, can be distinguished from the gray squirrel by its larger size (like a small house cat) and golden-tinged tail and underparts.

Loon problem

Blogging live from the scene of ferocious storms that included 70 mph wind gusts on Chicago's North Side on Thursday. Uptown weathered the storms OK though there are many downed trees in the park. The suburbs fared worse, and flooding persists in many areas.

While recuperating, I've had time to develop two new projects. I'll detail the first in this post. Movies often use bird songs to add a sonic backdrop to natural scenes. Most of these songs are canned, and most get the birds way wrong. Two recently viewed movies illustrate this problem. First, "Bourne Identity" includes a scene where Jason Bourne hides out at a farm in winter in central France. The call of an eastern wood-pewee accompanies the pastoral scene. Impossible. A) Eastern wood-pewees breed in eastern North America and winter in northern South America; B) In the case it was a European pewee species...no flycatcher species can subsist in a wintry climate.

In "Dirty Dancing" Baby confronts her angry father who is seated on a porch overlooking a lake in the Catskills during summer. A common loon emits a single, haunting wail. Again, impossible. A) Common loons do breed in Upstate New York, but only much farther north; B) "Dirty Dancing" was filmed in Virginia and North Carolina which only adds to the fact that this was a taped loon call.

Finally, an ode to a movie that gets it right. "On Golden Pond" includes actual common loons--footage and calls--throughout the movie, which takes place in New Hampshire in summer.

Porch time

They alight early, effortless wingbeats sending them soaring toward the Lake Michigan shore. It's morning at the Wilson Avenue Crib, a structure in the middle of the lake three miles east of Chicago. Thousands of ring-billed gulls and double-crested cormorants are awakening as the first hint of dawn arrives from the east. For the gulls, a long day of scavenging in city gutters, vacant lots and ballfields lies ahead. Tonight I sat on the back porch watching the gulls circle Uptown for one last time before gliding back towards the crib.

We also spotted one of the black squirrels (we suspect there are more than one of them) carrying a hot dog bun in its mouth.

Head nod

Sometimes there is news from the driftless area, meaning this blog, and other times there really is news from the driftless area, the unglaciated region 125 miles west northwest of Chicago. A Wisconsin man in a mental institute wants part of the driftless area to become a national park.

Thank you to one of this blog's most ardent readers (correspondents?) for submitting this link. Maybe one day I can offer simple "hat tips" in the way Andrew Sullivan does, for example, to the DailyKos or Huffington Post.

Grackle time

Since my last post, I've had surgery on the anterior cruciate ligament in my left knee. I received cadaver tissue to replace the ligament I ruptured playing basketball in May. I haven't been doing much of anything since the surgery. I have seen the black squirrel out our front window. Yesterday, I saw two common grackles in one of the maples in front of our house--it doesn't sound like much but I've found grackles uncommon in Chicago's North Side neighborhoods. In recovery, my primary goals are to return to backpacking, cycling and cross country skiing. A reasonable goal, I hope, is to bike again before the snow flies.

Meantime, a couple notes from the driftless area. Previously, I've written about my love-hate relationship with an outfitter called Acronym. After leaving Niles for Northbrook this year, Acronym reportedly is planning a location in the Lincoln Park neighborhood.

In other news, Sean Penn is directing the movie version of the Jon Krakauer book "Into the Wild." The story chronicles the post-college wanderings of Chris McCandless, a 1990 Emory University graduate who abandons his possessions and winds up living in an old school bus in the Alaskan bush. Outside Magazine has a bunch of information on the production, due out next month.