Not
native to the east coast and with no predators there, coyotes have
cross-bred with wolves and spread down the eastern sea board. Now, they
even inhabit Washington DC's Rock Creek Park.
"Who cooks for you? Who cooks for you all!" The cry of a barred owl, deep and mournful, goes out into the treetops.
Swollen
silence. Shifting his ebony talons slightly from high up in an old oak
canopy, the wide faced owl pauses his territorial calls. He turns his
head and stares intently at an unfamiliar shape he has spotted sitting
beneath a nearby maple tree. His huge eyes lock, perplexed by the
massive eyes that meet his. I lower my binoculars, he relaxes his gaze
and gets back to business, calling into the trees.
Sitting in a darkening wood, I watch and listen.
I
am sitting in Rock Creek Park, a sheltered patch of wood within
Washington, DC. Hundreds of thousands of people are busily going about
their evening all around the park as rush hour takes hold. But in this
small patch of green there seems to be no hurry. I've found a spot that
isn't impossible to get to, only 30 yards off one of the rougher trails
where I have yet to have a runner or walker venture pass.
Robins
scurry around, toss the leaf litter and flutter away as the sun quickly
lowers its head for the evening. In the distance through trunk and
leaves I spot two runners climbing up the steep trail. The leader
stops, lowering her heaving chest with hands on her knees. Pointing
ahead she gestures to the trail in front of them. Too steep, too much
debris. They turn around and head in the direction they came. Tucked
in-between upscale neighborhoods, this bit of wild is hard to come by.
I
came to Washington in 2004 as a university student and stayed after
receiving a job at a large conservation organization. Originally from
South Africa, a country of open spaces and wild places, I often need to
seek solitude and solidarity with nature wherever I can find it. This
is my spot. Owls, blue jays, deer, even the occasional fox pass by,
each offering its own rewards. It's around 7:30 PM, dusk, the time
when animals feel at their most comfortable, and the night is quickly
approaching. I'm almost ready to end my sit when I hear footsteps in
the leaf litter coming from the brush to my right. Deer; I think. No,
too fast and light for a deer. Got to be a fox. The shape appears, tail
down, and comes trotting by at a quick pace. As it gets closer my
heart begins to pound as I realize that isn't a fox. It's a coyote.
It
follows a well-worn deer trail in front of me, and stops as it hits my
scent like a brick wall. Staring directly at me, we lock eyes at 10
yards. It can smell me, but can't make out my shape nestled at the base
of the tree. It takes a few more steps, then stops and looks again. I
raise my binoculars. Large, even with its winter fur shed, it is an
impressive animal. But too quickly the moment is gone, and the coyote
continues on its way, readying for the night's hunting. Heart still
pounding, I breathe. The woods are silent again. Slowly I stand up to
leave and realize there is a wobble to my knees, as there is with all
good wildlife encounters.
Coyotes
are newcomers to this city as well, foreigners in their own right
having never resided on the East Coast. A native of the West, they
crossed up through the Great North Woods and above the Great Lakes into
Canada. Along the way some coyotes bred with their larger cousin,
the wolf, before heading South to colonize the East Coast of the United
States. Where the wolf once roamed keeping prey numbers in check
before its extermination, the coyote now takes advantage of its absence.
After breeding with wolves in Canada, the Eastern coyote
is now far larger and heavier than their Western relatives, easily
reaching 50 pounds or more — twice the size of a coyotes found elsewhere
in the country. They are flourishing. Most Eastern states have an open,
year round, hunting season for these animals, and yet every year their
numbers grow as they spread further afield.
First spotted in this city the year I arrived in DC,
I've always hoped to see one. These animals have also quickly caught
the attention of its neighbors. Although few see them, most have heard
about them. Talk of dogs in running off their leash into the bushes
only to be silenced and never return to their waiting owners has been
going around for sometime. Rock Creek Park, with its secluded woods,
offers coyotes an abundance of prey, from rodents to deer. They are
smart, adaptable, secretive, and above all, wild.
According to National Geographic,
no studies have yet been conducted to see how the wolf-coyote
interbreeding has impacted their ability to pursue larger prey, although
rumors persist that this new, larger breed is able to take down deer.
What
does seem to be clear though, is that these new, larger coyotes are
here to stay. Food is abundant throughout the suburbs of the east coast
and no natural predators exist to control their spread. Already adapted
to harsh northern winters, the relatively balmy climes of the
mid-Atlantic offer the coyote few challenges.
As
I walk home I can't believe how lucky I am to meet such an animal, such
a symbol of cunning and wild. It is a meeting, an introduction, a form
of communication and recognition that happens when two species exchange
glances. Tomorrow evening I will head out again to my spot, getting
away from the noise of the city, and wait to see who will introduce
themselves. After all, I still feel new to this city, and it doesn't
hurt to know your neighbors.
Photo: Beedie Savage
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The National Park Service Doesn't Know Its Coyotes
Several
news outlets in Washington DC have responded to our report of
coyote-wolf hybrids living there, including a flat-denial from the
National Parks Service. They're wrong.
What
they're not telling you is that the Eastern Coyote, the species of
coyote that lives throughout the eastern seaboard of the US and Canada
and has now made Rock Creek Park its home, came to be through cross-breading between smaller, western coyotes and larger, boreal and grey wolves.
The species is, by its very definition a coyote-wolf hybrid. Eastern
coyotes are larger than their western counterparts by roughly double, a
not inconsequential size difference which enables them to predate larger
species, including deer and, of course, your pets.
So, sorry Acting Deputy Superintendent Jeremy Sweat, but you're flat wrong.
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