Notes From the Field: Burrowing Owl

I turn over in bed and look at the clock its 230am. Normally I would roll over in bed and sleep for another few hours before work but today is not a normal day. I scuffle around in the dark like a sleepy possum and somehow make it out the door with all my gear….

Notes from the Field- Burrowing Owl

It has been awhile since I have posted anything about my life working as a Southern California biologist. Mostly this is due to the winter being our slow season. I spend alot of time planning in the winter, getting ready up for the spring when things tend to get a little crazy. Due to the…

Notes from the field- Western Pond Turtle

I cut my teeth as a wildlife biologist out in the North Maine woods fighting mosquitoes and black flies, often times shivering in the winter cold or sweating in the humidity of the summer. I always seemed to be covered in poison ivy with bruised shins from running around in the maze of dog hair fir…