Insects buzzed in the heat as our small group from the Outdoor Writers
Association of America puttered around the canoe landing getting boats,
paddles, and lifejackets ready for a trip around a cypress swamp. I wandered
off through a muddy brown field to find some “facili-trees” in the nearby
forest. On my way back to the group, a strange shape caught my eye. Parting the
tall stems of dried grasses, I found a hollow tower made of mudballs. It was
only about 6 inches tall and a few inches wide, but the discovery felt big to
me. I’d never seen anything like it!
Crayfish chimneys in a drying wetland at Seedskadee NWR. Tom Koerner, USFWS |
Our local guide chuckled at my excited questions, and quickly identified
the sculpture as a crayfish’s mud chimney. The crayfish I catch (well, the
crayfish that my students catch—I let them have all the fun) in the Namekagon
River of northern Wisconsin live in a world of sand, rocks, and swift water. If
they built towers like this, the river would wash them away. But there are
hundreds of species of crayfish in North America, and some of them are sculptors.
Even though my current local crayfish aren’t much for burrowing, I grew
up in the muddy creeks and rivers of Iowa, where surely the crayfish build
chimneys. My dad nicknamed me his “mud and water daughter” by golly, how had I
not seen this pattern in my mud? He can’t figure it out either. There were lots
of burrowing crayfish in the farm ponds and pasture creeks where he grew up in
central Iowa. He’s seen them along the Turkey River of northeast Iowa, too,
where I first learned to paddle a canoe. Now that I’m looking, I bet I’ll find
some next time I visit home.
Journeys of discovery are fun at any age, so I burrowed through the
internet for information.
Burrowing crayfish are sometimes called “land-lobsters” or terrestrial
crayfish. Most crayfish are aquatic—living in ponds or streams—since they need
to absorb oxygen through gills. Others simply inhabit wet ground with a high
water table, and excavate burrows that flood and give them space to breathe. As
they dig, they are loathe to exit their burrows and expose themselves to danger,
so they roll the mud into a ball using their legs and mouthparts and brick it
up in an ever-rising chimney of mud around their tunnel entrance. Only under
cover of darkness will they exit their bunker and go in search of food.
Have you ever learned something new, and then suddenly started to notice
it everywhere?
This September, I was once again on a paddling trip to a beautiful
place. My family blew in to an island campsite on Saganaga Lake in the Boundary
Waters Canoe Area Wilderness in northern Minnesota. While whitecaps crashed
against our rocky landing, and the stiff breeze whisked away all available
warmth from our tent sites, we bushwhacked to the lee side of the island. The
goal was to do some shore fishing in a protected bay. As I stooped out of the
alder thicket and onto the muddy shoreline, a strange shape caught my eye.
There, among the grasses and rushes in a mucky flat, were a few little
towers of mud. Crayfish chimneys? In the Boundary Waters?
I was both surprised and stumped, and soon distracted by fishing. When
the wind finally died and the sun came out, we no longer needed to seek refuge
in the bay. I never even went back to snap a photo. My best guess, with some post-trip
research and consultation with experts, is that the chimneys could have been
made by calico crayfish, a widespread native species that is known to burrow.
Calico crayfish. Photo by Astacoides. Wikimedia Commons. |
Fast forward to October, when local artist Sara Balbin asked me to be
part of the “Going, Going, Gone? Artists Explore Disappearing Species” exhibit
at the Northern Great Lakes Visitor Center in Ashland, WI. Sara had chosen to
sculpt the endangered Hine's emerald dragonfly, and asked me to write a few
words about its ecology to pair with her artist’s statement.
Hine's Emerald Dragonfly |
I discovered that these rare dragonflies with brilliant green eyes live
in shallow wetlands on dolomitic limestone bedrock, and Door County is their
last stronghold. What’s more, as their wetlands evaporate in late summer, the
aquatic dragonfly nymphs retreat into the damp recesses of devil crayfish
burrows! I laughed out loud when I read that—a reaction of surprise and
delight. These burrowing crayfish are turning up everywhere.
Scientists acknowledge that some dragonfly nymphs may become lunch for
the resident crayfish, but the
relationship must allow enough of them to survive for it to be beneficial to
the population as a whole. It’s important enough that crayfish conservation is
recommended as an essential part of the recovery of the endangered dragonfly.
And
dragonflies aren’t the only ones who find refuge with the land-lobsters. Federally
threatened eastern massasauga rattlesnakes have been found hibernating in
crayfish burrows, and it’s likely that the damp habitat helps them avoid both
freezing and desiccation.
I’m definitely
not alone in my appreciation for mud.
Emily’s second book, Natural
Connections:
Dreaming of an Elfin Skimmer, is now available to purchase at www.cablemuseum.org/books and at your local independent bookstore, too.
For more than 50 years, the Cable Natural History Museum has
served to connect you to the Northwoods. Come visit us in Cable, WI! Our new
Curiosity Center kids’ exhibit and Pollinator Power annual exhibit are now
open! Call us at 715-798-3890 or email emily@cablemuseum.org.
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