NABA and butterfly watching

[Mark Walker]

Just for the record, I have been using the freezer for years now and I swear
by it.  A cooler in the field can guarantee that you can get your specimens
back home alive and, if desired, into the freezer.  Actually, my
understanding is that pinching the thorax is not usually fatal, but is
intended to only paralyze (prevent from flying).  I haven't mastered this
technique, but those I know who have are very good indeed.  They tend to
know how to handle butterflies with their hands, and can quickly decide
whether a particular specimen is a keeper.  It's a good thing, too, because
this technique does not allow one to discriminate and release.

Mark Walker.

Chris Guppy wrote:
 
> 
> One thing that everyone should be aware of, from kids on up, is that a
> "kind" way of killing all insects is the home freezer. They 
> cool down and
> become inactive in the same way as if it was a cold night, and never
> "realize" that they are dying. Aside from the ethical issue, 
> it avoids a lot
> of fluttering around in a killing jar, with damage to the resulting
> specimen. This is obviously not practical in the field, but 
> around home it
> works well. Mind you, I prefer the "pinch on the thorax" 
> method because it
> is instant for all but the largest butterflies.
> 
> And for the "watchers": putting the butterfly in the refrigerator (not
> freezer) inactivates them and allows close observation, 
> without harm to the
> butterfly (this holds true for temperate species at least, I 
> have no idea if
> some tropical species might be sensitive to refrigerator 
> temperatures).
> 
> -----Original Message-----
> From: Guy Van de Poel <Guy_VdP at t-online.de>
> To: LEPS-L Discussiegroep <LEPS-L at lists.yale.edu>
> Date: June 20, 1999 9:08 AM
> Subject: Re: NABA and butterfly watching
> 
> 
> >Though I consider this discussion to be somewhat proper to 
> the US, I would
> >like to add some comments.
> >
> >I started butterflying as an 6-7 year old, with my hands and 
> a marmalade
> >jar. Those pretty things were interesting, and with my newly acquired
> >reading skills, I started getting books in the local library.
> >They taught me lots of things on butterflies, and also how 
> to catch and
> >spread them. I used a simple net, though the netting was a 
> transparent
> >plastic bag, and I used ether to kill them in my jar (still 
> marmalade),
> >which took longer, but I put the jar away in a bag, so I did 
> not have to
> >watch them dying (I still do).
> >In fourth class, we had a teacher that encouraged us to do things not
> >directly related to school, be it playing football (soccer 
> for some of you)
> >or - in my case - collecting insects.
> >You read it right, insects. The area where I grew up, even 
> in the late
> >sixties, didn't have that much different species of 
> butterflies any more,
> in
> >total maybe ten. So I grew interested in all kinds of 
> insects, and it was
> my
> >greatest pleasure to find something during the week, and 
> then spend Sunday
> >researching it in the library. The librarian (the same 
> teacher) let me look
> >in the shelves that were meant for the grown ups. I used 
> both scientific
> and
> >Dutch names for the things I found, because some of the bugs 
> simply did not
> >have a common name, and after all, common names were only to 
> communicate
> >with 'other' people, that were not 'really' interested. But 
> in my small,
> >though ever growing collection, I arranged them with their scientific
> names,
> >the ones that belonged with each other in the same box. 
> These scientific
> >names had a 'magic' feeling in them, it made me dream of far-away
> countries.
> >My father's aunt was a missionary in Zaire (we all still 
> called it Congo),
> >and when she came back for a short leave, I showed her my 
> collection. In
> >short, after some story-telling, she promised me to bring me 
> some the next
> >time she would come back to Belgium. She did, five years later. The
> >collecting was done on Sunday mornings, the only time during 
> the week she
> >had some free moments (after the mass, of course). The area 
> where she was
> >at, Mbandaka on the Congo River, is the richest in Africa 
> where it comes to
> >butterfly species. And they're big too.
> >In what we call Middle school (age 12-18), we had an arts 
> teacher that
> >shared my interest for insects, though he primarily painted 
> them. He had
> >some books I hadn't seen before, but the best thing about him was his
> >encouragement for me being busy with bugs. Even my biology 
> teacher wasn't
> >interested, that one only wanted results on the tests.
> >And then my aunt came back. Big problem. Where was I going 
> to find the
> names
> >and data on all of these ? The library of the school was not 
> much of a
> help,
> >my arts teacher had better and more. So I went to the Zoo in 
> Antwerp, and
> >from their exhibited collection (Congo was our ex-colony), I 
> managed to ID
> >most of them.
> >During the next summer leave, my arts teacher died, way too young.
> >Meanwhile, I had started rearing butterflies (my father 
> didn't really like
> >it - he did the garden), and got lucky with some of our 
> larger species - it
> >was the first time I saw a live Papilio machaon.
> >My mother died, and my life was rearranged. I was growing up 
> too, my own
> >hormones causing interest in other living beings than 
> butterflies. School
> >was nothing for me, I thought, so up to the factory.
> >The Belgian Army still had conscripts then, and there was no 
> way to escape.
> >... And though my name isn't Davy, I'm still in the Navy, 
> and probably will
> >be for life. It's the army actually.
> >But being with the Paratroops, meant being out 7 months a 
> year, and I liked
> >it. Though I did not collect any more, I got to all kinds of 
> places, not
> >only in Belgium, but all over Europe. My interest was still 
> there, and from
> >the bees of Scotland to the wasps in Turkey, the beetles in 
> Spain or the
> >butterflies everywhere, I enjoyed it.
> >But the times changed, and from training defense against the 
> Russians, we
> >found ourselves in Congo (yes, they are there, as big and 
> beautiful as the
> >ones I still have at home), Rwanda and Somalia. Where the 
> first two were
> >brief operations, which did not leave me much free time, Somalia was
> >different. Four months, one trunk of luggage, and I knew six days in
> advance
> >I had to go.
> >After two weeks, I had read almost all of the books I had 
> taken, and while
> I
> >was working as a wireless operator, I had lots of free time. 
> We (+- 20)
> were
> >based some 120 km away from the coast and the main base, in 
> the middle of
> >the Thorn-bush Savannah. We did patrols so that somebody 
> else could stay at
> >the base, just to keep the time going. We hunted, there was 
> enough wildlife
> >: antelopes, crocodiles (mmmmm), the big non-flying birds 
> that hide their
> >head in the sand (at least that's what they do in Dutch, hope you
> understand
> >what I mean) and especially the locally thriving large wild 
> African pigs
> >(Somalians are Muslims, the dummies :-). And after a good 
> hunt, there was a
> >good grill. But, when the last book was read, I was in trouble.
> >Not yet. There were butterflies too. So after some 
> consideration (I was
> >amidst of Paratroops after all), I started constructing a 
> net from high
> >tension wire, a pole antenna section and my personal 
> head-mosquitonet. At
> >first, I only hunted when off-duty, but after a few days, 
> the fever had
> come
> >back to its full extent, and I put the remote control for the radio
> outside,
> >volume on maximum, so that I could hunt all of the time. The 
> colleagues,
> >after some initial laughter (you could hear them till the main base),
> >adapted quickly, and even brought me some specimens every 
> once in a while.
> >The remaining three months went by as if it were merely 
> weeks, and if there
> >were no butterflies, there were wasps, beetles, ants ...
> >After returning home, I needed to set them, so I started 
> looking for pins.
> >Which after some months, through some friends who collected stamps,
> >succeeded when I found out about the Antwerp Entomological 
> Society. These
> >are people that share a common interest: Nature. After some 
> initial 'doing
> >everything', I decided to stick with my first love 
> butterflies, since you
> >can't do everything (unless you're a Baron Rothschild or 
> something, which
> >I'm clearly not). I still have 'the fever', though I now 
> live and work in
> >Germany, but I can communicate with my friends over the www, 
> and there's
> you
> >too.
> >Through my general interest in insects and nature, it's easy 
> to see that
> >mistakes are being made everywhere. We don't do a good job 
> in Belgium (our
> >longest forest is 40 km long, but only 30 m [sic] large, and 
> between the
> >lanes of the Brussels-Antwerp highway) (and did you read 
> about our chickens
> >lately ?). The small village where I grew up now has only 
> about 7 different
> >species left, and it's not getting better, on the contrary. 
> The Germans
> have
> >better laws protecting the environment, and they are being 
> applied (in
> >Belgium you sometimes get the impression you only need to 
> know the Mayor's
> >hairdresser to obtain a permit to build your new house in 
> the middle of a
> >protected green area)(and some money of course). But too 
> often 'nature' is
> >synonymic to neatly mowed lawns. And the Germans like neat 
> things. So the
> >neighborhood I'm living in now, looks like the one I grew up 
> in in Belgium.
> >So in about 20 years, this too will be an ecological desert.
> >
> >For those who are still reading, the comments:
> >
> >I firmly believe common names are not necessary, but helpful.
> >Standardization ? Let those do it that want to do it, there's more
> important
> >things to do.
> >
> >If you want to have interested grown-ups, start with the 
> children. Children
> >will learn everything, but they need some encouragement the 
> school 'system'
> >does not give them. The www is a great thing for this, and 
> every time a kid
> >asks a question, it should be answered. It's easy enough for 
> you who speak
> >English, there is work to do for the rest of us, all over the world.
> >
> >Collecting ? Without wanting to restart the usual debate, 
> I'm pretty sure
> >for me that's where it all comes from. What about letting 
> kids collect
> where
> >they want ? If you have somebody guiding them, they will grow up as
> >knowledgeable people, who after all will have to live in - 
> and clean up -
> >the mess we created.
> >
> >Taking pictures instead ? My parents would surely not have 
> given me their
> >camera when I was that small, and I only got a good one very 
> recently. I
> >already spoiled a lot of films (I'm thinking of starting to 
> cheat, sorry
> >Anne), and for me it's a nice addition to collecting, but will never
> >completely replace it, especially not in areas where I 
> haven't been before.
> >
> >Be careful with mass-popularization of anything. I'm always 
> afraid when I
> >see and hear about such things. It may work out for you, but 
> I think most
> >Europeans get visions of Coca Cola and burgers to accompany 
> the wrestling
> >championships. And 'dumbing down' the subject is not really 
> the solution.
> >E.g.: in a Belgian reserve, they tended to mow and burn the 
> whole of the
> >grassland annually. I need not explain what this did to the 
> skippers. But
> >they were 'plant folks'.
> >
> >This took the better part of this Sunday afternoon, but it's 
> no butterfly
> >weather anyway. My cat just came by to tell me she's hungry, 
> so I better
> >start doing these 'more important things' she insists on.
> >
> >Guy.
> >
> >Guy Van de Poel
> >Guy_VdP at t-online.de
> >
> >Royal Entomological Society of Antwerp
> >http://www.freeyellow.com/members/fransjanssens/index.html
> >
> >
>