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Post by papilio28570 on Dec 14, 2012 20:10:08 GMT -8
How about a thread concerning the one or two special catches that didn't get away. Every collector has at least one of those heart stopping moments when you see a super rare specimen and you hear your heart pounding in your chest as you get set to sweep the net to catch the prize. Mine was capture of Hypolimnas missippus here in North Carolina on November 9, 1975. I believe there have been less than a dozen specimens caught on continental USA since the 1800s when they were accidentally introduced into the Carribean Islands on a slave ship from Africa. www.inra.fr/papillon/papilion/nymphali/texteng/h_misipp.htmMost, if not all, previous specimens were caught in southern Florida while I caught mine 500 miles north. About two years ago, another specimen was photgraphed in central North Carolina. November 9, 1975 was a warm, sunny day and I decided to drive around to see what might still be flying that late in the year. We had not had a first frost yet and roadsides were full on dandelion weeds blooming. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/TaraxacumI stopped for a traffic signal and proceeded when the light turned green. I had just driven through the intersection when an orange butterfly with large white wing markings flew up from some roadside blooms and across my windshield. I knew it wasn't a Monarch and thought it might be some aberrant late season Viceroy, Limenitis archippus. I quickly pulled into a parking area of a bank, grabbed my net from behind the seat of my truck and went to the traffic island where the butterfly flew up from and where there were many dandelion blooms. Quickly looking from bloom to bloom, I suddenly saw a female Hypolimnas missippus sipping nectar while basking with wings outstretched in the warm autumn sunshine. I could actually hear my heart beating as I got an adrenaline rush while I approached the butterfly. I quickly slapped my net down to the ground over the butterfly and after dispatching the butterfly, I raced home to set it. It is a real once in a lifetime rarity on this side of the Atlantic. When I was in Vietnam and Thailand years earlier, they were nearly as common as dirt. I have captured beautiful butterflies all over the world, but still, this one butterfly remains my most proud in my personal collection.
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Post by prillbug4 on Dec 16, 2012 12:47:15 GMT -8
My great catches were finding a male Ascalapha odorata in August, 1976 in our garage, a female on June 6th, 1996 at Bald Knob Cross in Southern Illinois. A Thysania zenobia which came into my light behind my father's house, my child hood home. A male Buprestis rufipes which landed on my shirt in July, 1973, and an Erinnyis obscura in Dunlap, Illinois at the high school lights on October 7th, 1987. But the catch of the century was my finding a Texas Wasp Moth, Horama panthalon texana at my light behind our property in Peoria, Illinois. I published that record in the Lep Soc News, and the record was mentioned in Kaufman's Field Guide to the Insects of North America, but didn't cite my paper as the source. Two years ago, I saw a Mexican yellow, Eurema mexicanum near the town of Glasford, Illinois, but unfortunately, I was riding my bike there, and it got away. But I did try to get a photograph with my camera phone, then. That was a very rare and strange record. Jeff Prill
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Post by papilio28570 on Dec 17, 2012 13:44:11 GMT -8
Paul Opler published my H. missippus record in his 1984 "Butterflies East of the Great Plains', but he annotated the wrong county on his species map. Harry Legrand has since corrected the record for NC.
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Post by boghaunter1 on Dec 17, 2012 14:59:06 GMT -8
Ones that never got away from N.E, Sask., CANADA
1.) Bilateral gynandromorph of the Great Spangled Fritillary (Speyeria cybele pseudocarpenteri) on 28 July 1998 - only gynander ever observed/collected from the wild in 36 yrs. of collecting. 2.) Alope Sphinx moth (Erinnyis alope) on 08 Aug. 2000 - only record for Canada (farthest N. record for N. Am.) 3.) Black Witch moth (Ascalapha odorata) a fairly fresh male on 24 Aug. 2007 - 12th specimen for Sask, farthest N. record for SK & 3rd farthest N. record for N. Am.
All specimens pictured previously in the old forum.... John K.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2012 19:14:04 GMT -8
I guess the greatest one that I nabbed was a Thysania zenobia in northern Illinois while suagring for catocalas. Walking up to that and capturing it sure was heartpounding. The combination of 'I can't believe I'm seeing this' and 'I had better just get it now before it's to late' and 'what if I miss?' were flying through my mind at the time. I also had the pleasure of nabbing an A. odorata after missing one thirty-some years ago. It was in TN and not nearly as far north as the T. zenobia was, but was spectacular to see and catch. I hear these things are common in s. AZ, but when I was there, I saw none:( Oh well......maybe next year. Attachments:
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Post by papilio28570 on Dec 17, 2012 21:02:34 GMT -8
Yeah, I remember you posting about collecting Thysania zenobia a few years ago. Man was I jealous. Your excitement was readily transmitted through your posting too.
I collected a Black Witch in New Jersey in September 1964. It had flown into the barn of a high school friend and he noticed it sitting on the wall near the door in the middle of the day. I was 16 at the time and sprinted the mile and a half up the hill and through the woods to his home when he told my about this giant 12 inch black and gray moth in his barn. My mind was also racing along with me sure that I was about to discover some super rare unknown giant moth. Even though it was only 6.25 inches, I was not disappointed.
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Post by evra on Dec 17, 2012 22:57:23 GMT -8
I keep having this interesting experience where I'm out collecting in some remote area at an odd time of the year and I find some Noctuid/Geometrid etc. that's considered rare (there is anywhere between 5-50 specimens in collections worldwide), so I collect as many as I can, and then I let some other collectors know, who go out and collect it, so then it's no longer rare, and I move on to some other taxa. Anyway, this happens to me almost every year.
It makes me wonder if there are really any truly rare species at all, or if they are just rarely collected. Obviously there has to be a breeding population somewhere to maintain the species.
I've collected my share of strays and aberrants as well, which are more of 'dumb luck' catches, nothing really once-in-a-lifetime though.
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Post by wollastoni on Dec 18, 2012 1:57:55 GMT -8
Hard to choose my favorite catchs, those I remember the best now are : - Cirrochroa imperatrix on Biak island, West Papua : a fantastic lep in the wild with incredible blue flashs. - Polyommatus coridon form syngrapha + parisiensis in Chanfroy, Fontainebleau, France : forms of Polyommatus are not so common, so to meet one lep with both of them ! - Delias oktanglap nishiyamai in Pass Valley, West Papua : a big Delias I caught near the road while all my friends were along the river. - Ornithoptera priamus teucrus on Biak island, West Papua. Well I am not a Papilionidae guy but seeing Ornitho in the wild and having it in my net was a strong sensation. I remember I thought about the child I was who was so impressed by those giant leps in my books. - Delias surprisa female on Sulawesi, Indonesia. After one day of climbing a difficult path in the forest, hundreds of leeches, some hard falls due to a wet slippery path, such a reward to catch this rare female. - Colias phicomone in French Alpes. I was 10 year old, this species wasn't in my entomological book and I was pretty sure I had made a great new discovery for science ! I will remember this one all my life for sure ! I felt like Wallace discovering O. croesus
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Post by Deleted on Dec 18, 2012 9:24:51 GMT -8
for me in order of importance to me are :
1. catching my first inachis io, a common lep but when seen through the eyes of a 9 year old truly spectacular, heart pounding moment and the reason I initially got hooked on entomology.
2. Seeing and catching lots and lots of iphiclides polalirius and papilio machaon on my first trip abroad to Northern Spain, you have to be British to understand the exitement of seeing machaon for the first time in the wild, they were freshly emerged too.
3. Seeing and capturing scores of charaxes jasius on my last visit to Spain, again the first time I have ever seen this stunning species, it was truly breathtaking and suprisingly easy to net for such a powerful flyer.
4. Being in a wood on the Isle of Wight one late june morning and seeing dozens of argynnis paphia and limenitis camilla on blackberry bushes in Combley Great Wood, I was so engrossed I am ashamed to admit that I did'nt even notice my heavily pregnant wife had slipped, she still moans about it 15 years later.
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Post by miguel on Dec 18, 2012 11:48:00 GMT -8
Hi,
For me the caughts I´ll always remember:
Zygaena ignifera,three years ago I discoverd a wonderful new location for this day-flying moth only 1 hour by car from my home.
Graellsia isabelae flying in the lights of the very small town where I was born in Andalusia.
Miguel
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Post by prillbug4 on Dec 18, 2012 14:54:06 GMT -8
Oh, I forgot this one. Don't know why, but in 1970, I found a minor male Lucanus cervus at my garage light. We lived about 2.5 miles west of the Peoria Airport when I was growing up. At the time, I didn't know what it was, but later I did identify it. My belief is that it had been in the plane after being transferred there from someone's luggage, but amazingly had flown to our property after escaping from the plane. I was absolutely stunned when I found out what it was. I didn't report the record, since I wasn't sure if anyone would believe me ten years after finding it. Jeff Prill
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Post by jshuey on Dec 21, 2012 8:46:04 GMT -8
I’ll present two stories, both of which feature Agrias aedon rodriguezi as a back-up character. Story 1The first time we headed up to the Outlier, deep in the heart of Cockscomb basin, we literally gave up. We knew we were on the right trail – but we had no idea how far away this “small mountain” was. We started in the heat of mid-day, and in two hours of gradual climbing, had no sight of the ridge. We were soaked to the core with sweat, we were hot and very tired, so we gave up and headed back to camp. And that was that…. About a year later, we were back with a better vision of how to get to the Outlier. We started the hike at dawn and with four of us vowing to make the climb, we made it a competitive race. But within a half an hour down the trail, I was out of the competition, having noticed that there were at least two Narcosius species hitting Heliconia flowers along the trail. These are pretty spectacular skippers and are pretty rare, so I stopped and managed to catch about three of the ten or so bugs flying around – pretty good considering how big and fast these monsters are. So needless to say, by the time I remembered where I was supposed to be going, everyone else was long down the trail. About an hour and a half later, I hit our old turnaround spot with no sign of my friends. I continued onward without a clue, only to discover that we had turned around less than 30 minute walk from our destination. Or at least the base of our destination. I was staring up a densely forested trail that seems to be about 200 meters long, but averaging about a 45 degree climb. No big deal, so I headed up only to discover that the trail end was really just an odd view off the side of the slope. A hard right turn in the trail looked like about 100m straight up through a forest to the top, but at more like 55-60 degree slope (I managed to net a Parides childrenae without sliding down the hill on this stretch). Again, no big deal but the trail bent again and angled upwards into gnarly, stunted vegetation. This time, I knew I was there. Through the low, windswept vegetation, I could see I was on the side of a razorback ridge. On a ledge over a steep drop off, I decided to hang a bait trap (yes, I carried a liter of fermenting fruit and three traps all that distance!). I hung a trap and was filling the bait when an Agrais swooped in immediately and landed on the trap side! I decided to go ahead and catch the bug with my net, and despite serious nerves, I caught my first specimen of Agrias aedon rodriguezi – a reasonably cool bug. But here is where it gets interesting. About 10 minutes later, I finally caught up with one of my friends, who showed me another Agrais – this one had been just sitting on a bare limb overlooking the forest canopy the entire time he was up there. And there it still was, out of net reach, just sitting on top of the forest. I pulled out some bait and we started smearing it around on limbs and tree trucks and over the next couple of hours, we watched as several Agrias flew crazily though and over the trees near our bait. In the bright sunlight, the bugs seemed to be blurs of half metallic blue with “hot pink” forewings. We managed to pick of a couple more as they settled near the bait. But among the Agrias were one or two bugs that seemed just a bit smaller and a flew just a little differently – these were less about powerful flying and more about gliding around at very high speeds. But they looked for all intent and purposes like the Agrias – flashes of blinding-blue and pink were all you could really see at those high speeds. So, eventually, I gave up the hunt, and moved onto looking for skippers (and the place was hot with species that are incredibly rare in Central America – but I figure this audience probably doesn’t really give a damn about that!). About an hour later, I heard a war-whoop accompanied by strict orders to “ get my crazy ass over here now”. My friend (Pete Kovarik) had literally shimmied up a small tree to catch the mystery “ Agrais”. And wow – it was a cool bug. A male Siderone syntyche syntyche -- one of the rarest bugs in Central America. And when flying in its natural habitat it is an amazing and convincing mimic of Agrias aedon rodriguezi. At that point, we had to head back to camp – hiking on rough rainforest forest trails after dark is not favorite thing. But overall, I was pretty pleased with the catch for the day. About a year later, we were back at the exact same spot on the Outlier, doing the exact same thing, and we – ok, Pete - managed to catch a female to go with the male (there were Agrias around as well – but these were getting boring by that point in time). Both of these syntyche are now in my collection – and I guess that this is one way you can define good friends. In 14 trips to Belize – and over 25,000 records of butterflies, these remain the only two records of the species for the country. Attachments:
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Post by jshuey on Dec 21, 2012 10:17:27 GMT -8
Story 2.A few years ago we were invited on an expedition to inventory the “highest point” in Belize. The trip was actually full, but thanks to part of the ornithologists team backing out at the last minute, and the fact that we could actually pay our way, our team weaseled our way onto the trip. FYI - Until just a few years ago, Victoria Peak was touted as the highest point in the country. Victoria Peak really is a peak that juts upward and looks the part of a mountain top. But recent work has demonstrated that in the rugged ridges that define the border between Toledo and Cayo districts, there are some long ridge lines that are about 100 meters taller. Because these are more like the high spots on a very rugged plateau, they don’t really look the part. Nor can you actually see anything that looks like the highest point in Belize from the inhabited portions of the country. But one site, known as Doyle’s Delight is now definitely the highest point in Belize and about a dozen biologists were asked to spend 10 days at the site. Doyle’s Delight is deep in the Maya Mountains, and by mountain climbing standards, isn’t hard to get to. It’s a four day hike, up and 4 days back down to get to the ridge in question. The area is draped with very wet, tropical rain forest and the ridges are pretty steep. This is truly virgin forest, and no trails exist. So, by biologist standards, it’s impossible to hike into! But thanks to great organization in Belize, we used military transport to get there, and we had great Maya guides to support us (and make sure that the biologists didn’t accidently kill themselves). So, the choppers lifted us and way too much gear into the most remote spot in the country. We managed to arrive the day before a hurricane swept through the area, and while we were under a distant arm of the storm for just one night, it set the tone of our time up there – it was very wet and rainy for the entire trip. At this altitude – a not very high 1,100m – we were in an area where warm, moist Caribbean breezes sweep upward and turn to rain virtually every day. So, we cut and flagged trails into the forest in the mist and rain. The rest of the team was pretty unaffected by the rain. Mycologists were actually pretty pleased, and the mushrooms were really fresh. Birds still flew into the mist nets. Frogs called lustily at night. And the botanical team had lush vegetation to sample regardless of the weather. But the butterflies weren’t having anything to do with us. Every night it rained. Every morning, it was pretty clear, but by the time things warmed up and dried off, the clouds would start to re-form. And even when it was great weather, the habitat worked against us. This area is mature forest and other than the recently cleared landing area, there was no disturbance. The flowers and openings that lepidopterists take for granted were simply nonexistent! Some days we didn’t collect at all. And on good days, we managed to work around 4 hours or so. In 10 days, two collectors managed to net less than 200 specimens total – pretty depressing. But what we missed in quantity, we made up for in quality. We picked up 10 species that had never been recorded from the country. And two of these were big surprises – at least to me. On one of the trails we blazed down a ridgeline, we found a small area were all the trees had recently died. As best as we could figure, a lightning strike must have vaporized moisture in the peaty soil, killing a circular stand of trees about 20 meters across. This was one of the few areas where there was a break in the canopy that butterflies would use to come down to us. More importantly, a few of the trees were still leaking sap, and we could see butterflies – especially Agrias aedon rodriguezi feeding in the tops of these dead snags. But there was another, very deep blue Prepona up there as well. But they would not come down close enough for us to get a good look. And our banana bait did nothing – the butterflies would not drop down to extension net level (we had 18 foot net handles with us). Every day, one of us would spend 1-2 hours at that spot waiting and watching and catching a few other bugs. Then we made a discovery – the friction locks on my friend’s net handle were bright blue. And if he swung his net around sometimes the Agrias or Prepona would swoop down to take a look. Literally, on the last three days we were up there, we managed to get 4 of those bugs to land low enough that we could collect them. We ended up with one Agrias and three male Prepona deiphile diaziana – otherwise known from a small region of Veracruz and adjacent Chiapas. We saw some females, but they never came down from the dead tree tops. No one suspected that this bug would be in Belize. That was pretty cool, but as we were packing up our gear to leave, Pete showed me an “odd satyr” that he found in the preservative of one of his beetle traps. It wasn’t a satyr, but it was was odd! Although it is a very crappy specimen, this is the only record I’m aware of, of Caerois gerdrudtus (Morphinae) north of Costa Rica. Pretty cool and a major range extension! Attachments:
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Post by papilio28570 on Dec 26, 2012 21:36:33 GMT -8
Great stories! I very much enjoyed them.
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Post by jonathan on Dec 27, 2012 3:58:34 GMT -8
Well written story It reminded me when I collected Morphos in French Guyane. Those clearings are a butterfly's heaven.
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