Archive for December, 2015

The joys of youth….Hulimangala, 201215

December 24, 2015

After having attended the 3rd Sunday outing at Turahalli, Gurjeet Singh,Mohit Aggarwal, Tarachand Wanvari and I decided that Tara should also be able to see the Demoiselle Crane, and off we went to Hulimangala. While we were there, I found that many young lads still delight in the simple pleasures of life.

I found some of them splashing about in the water, and from the tank bund, I called out to one of them to jump in…and so he did!

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Gurjeet was also taking photographs, and they called out “Singh bhai! Singh bhai” to him, affectionately. So he went down to the water’s edge to show them his photographs…and one of them gave him him email id so that the pic could be posted to them! How cool is that!

This one of my favourite images from the day; you can see my Flickr album

here

And my FB album (more photos)

here

Record sighting of Demoiselle Crane, Hulimangala kere, 131215

December 15, 2015

At the last minute, on Sunday morning, I convinced 20 other birders that instead of going to Valley School, we should bird along the Kaggalipura-Bannerghatta stretch, and then go to check out Hulimangala. And there, at nearly the end of a long birding outing, we saw a migrant which has never before been sighted in the Bangalore area…the

Demoiselle Crane

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Can you spot the Crane in its habitat?

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Here it is:

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Here’s the video of its foraging and preening behaviour, which I took on 181215:

Demoiselle cranes undertake one of the toughest migrations in the world….as tough as that of the

Bar-headed Geese

From late August through September, they gather in flocks of up to 400 individuals and prepare for their flight to their winter range. During their migratory flight south, demoiselles fly like all cranes, with their head and neck straight forward and their feet and legs straight behind, reaching altitudes of 16,000-26,000 feet (4,875-7,925 m). Along their arduous journey they have to cross the Himalayan mountains to get to their over-wintering grounds in India. Many die from fatigue, hunger and predation from golden eagles.

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The demoiselle crane is known as the Koonj (कूंज, کونج, ਕੂੰਜ) in the languages of North India, and figure prominently in the literature, poetry and idiom of the region. Beautiful women are often compared to the koonj because its long and thin shape is considered graceful. Metaphorical references are also often made to the koonj for people who have ventured far from home or undertaken hazardous journeys.

In Khichan, Rajasthan in India, villagers feed the cranes on their migration and these large congregations have become an annual spectacle.

The name koonj is derived from the Sanskrit word kraunch, which is a cognate Indo-European term for crane itself, In the mythology of Valmiki, the composer of the Hindu epic Ramayana, it is claimed that his first verse was inspired by the sight of a hunter kill the male of a pair of Demoiselle Cranes that were courting. Observing the lovelorn female circling and crying in grief, he cursed the hunter in verse. Since tradition held that all poetry prior to this moment had been revealed rather than created by man, this verse concerning the Demoiselle Cranes is regarded as the first human-composed meter.

How does the English name of the Crane come about?

Queen Marie Antoinette of France gave the demoiselle crane its name. Demoiselle means maiden, or young lady, in French (one is more familiar with “mademoiselle”). The queen was enchanted by the crane’s delicate and maidenly appearance.

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Here’s the response from N S Prashanth (“Daktre”) who is very knowledgeable on the subject:

“Nice record Deepa! I see that the most recent southern Karnataka record is by Shivaprakash from Kollegal (south-west of Bangalore). He includes the following interesting notes on its previous rare sightings in and around Mysore as comments in his record (see linked checklist). He too has sighted a solitary bird amid Black-headed Ibis. Thought you may find this useful.
“These have been recorded at Yelandur & Nanajangudu (nearby area) reported by Phythian-Adams (1940), Asian Mid-winter waterfowl census 23.1.1992 at Maddur Kere near the place where earlier recorded by VIjayalaxmi Rao, Guruprasad P & others and on 28.01.2001 in KRS backwaters by Shivaprakash A, Ramesh S & Mohankumar M.
References:
Phythian-Adams, E. G. 1940. Small game-shooting in Mysore. J. Bombay Nat. Hist. Soc. 41: 594-603
Shivaprakash, A. 2002a. Re-occurrence of Demoiselle Crane in Mysore district. Newsletter for Birdwatchers: 42(1):8”

And he also gives the reference list on eBird,

here

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Here’s the factsheet for this bird:
Class AVES
Order GRUIFORMES
Suborder GRUES
Family GRUIDAE
Name (Scientific)Grus virgo
Name (English) Demoiselle crane
Name (French) Grue demoiselle
Hindi: Karkara, Koonj

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Here is a beautiful video (link provided by David d’Costa), showing how these birds migrate at such incredible heights, crossing the snowy peaks:

Here’s Prem Prakash Garg’s video of what I think is the male, taken the next day (14 Dec 2015)

I have since got information that there are at least two individuals on the lake. But here’s the first one sighted!

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What happens to them?

December 3, 2015

The Beatles

sang about unknown, everyday people in a song.

I travel with a lot of other people every day, and one thing that always worries me is, what happens when people fall asleep on the bus? What if they miss their stop, and wake up realizing that it’s going to take quite a long time to get back to wherever they were going?

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I mused on how tired these two young women must have been. What are the demands on their time and effort? Where are they bound? They were not together; each got on a different stop. Tiredness was the only thing they had in common.

Luckily, just before I got off, a huge jerk as the bus had to brake suddenly woke them both up.

But I dare not ever sleep on a bus!