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I'm out cleaning the garage on the second of
January, when I get a telephone call from Rick.
"Have you been outside? Let's go look for
salamanders!"
"Okay, where? Middle Fork?"
"Sounds good! I'll be right over!"
Clean the garage or go out for a hike and see a few
herps? It's a no-brainer decision. In no time at all we're heading
east to the Middle Fork Preserve to the east of Champaign. The weather is
unseasonably warm - a strong wind out of the south has temperatures up
into the mid fifties,and there's no snow on the ground at present.
It's a half mile walk from the parking lot to a little spot we know, a
wooded ravine surrounded by open fields. It's great to be out in January
without a coat and wearing sweatshirts instead.
A thick carpet of leaves from last autumn covers the
ground as we make our way down to the small trickle of water at the
bottom. The streambed itself, wet with pools of water here and there, is
also covered with leaves. The bottom of the ravine is sheltered from the
brisk winds - smoke from my pipe floats slowly away without dissipating.
It seems even warmer down here, out of the wind. We carefully watch
our step as we go - there could be salamanders under any clump of leaves
down here.
Rick finds our first salamander under a stone in the
streambed - a Two-Lined Salamander (Eurycea bislineata cirrigera),
an adult about four inches long. In cold weather, we tend to find
the Two-Lined Salamanders in or near the streambed, and other species up
further away in the leaf litter.
"This pushes our First-Herp-of-the-Year date
WAY back."
Sharing quarters under the rock with the salamander
is a Blanchard's Cricket Frog, Acris crepitans blanchardi .
This frog is a rather nondescript little creature, even as Cricket frogs
go, and a bit wartier than most we've seen. It seems to be fairly alert
and active, considering the time of year. I wonder where the little
frog spends the winter - buried in the soft mulch along the banks perhaps?
We get pictures of both frog and salamander before restoring them to their
hiding place.
Moving up away from the streambed a bit, we worked
the downside of an old fallen tree. I spotted our second salamander,
crawling out in the open - a Redback, Plethodon cinereus. It was
headed up the slope towards the tree's underside.
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