Heron Diet Surprise
I saw an amazing thing today. Sitting on the grass at El Dorado park, reading a book, I was amid a group of seven large herons within a fifty yard radius of me. Five whites, two blues. They’re doing their regular thing: standing immobile, occasionally walking in their stately slow-motion fashion. I ponder what they eat while they’re out here at the park. Insects, I guess. Usually I see them perched on rocks in the San Gabriel River adjacent to the bike trail. I’m reading a Joe Kurtz novel by Dan Simmons. Toughest hard-boiled P.I. there is, bar none. I glance up, and there’s a great blue heron about thirty feet from me. I watch him. He’s beautiful. Magnificent. He crouches down, and I assume he’s making himself smaller because I’m so close.
Suddenly, he whips his head forward, jabs his head in the grass, and comes up with a field mouse in his beak. A little mouse about four inches long. In a few seconds he has gulped it down, and I could see the big bulge in his neck. I was dumbfounded. “Holy shit,” I whispered, a big smile on my face. So that’s what they eat. I was sorry my father-in-law Philip wasn’t there to witness this little slice of the natural world. He’s the birder, not me. And I wished I had my camera, to capture the image of the bloated throat.
Photo by Stephen Pinker
Suddenly, he whips his head forward, jabs his head in the grass, and comes up with a field mouse in his beak. A little mouse about four inches long. In a few seconds he has gulped it down, and I could see the big bulge in his neck. I was dumbfounded. “Holy shit,” I whispered, a big smile on my face. So that’s what they eat. I was sorry my father-in-law Philip wasn’t there to witness this little slice of the natural world. He’s the birder, not me. And I wished I had my camera, to capture the image of the bloated throat.
Photo by Stephen Pinker
3 Comments:
Mike,
What a great story. I love to watch Blue Herons or Great Egrets stalking their prey. I believe they do have quite a diverse diet. I have seen them consuming Rodents, fish, frogs, and large insects. I have a couple of digital images to post but I don’t know how to imbed them into a comment. I’ll send them via email.
Mike,
You might give a Richard S Prather novel a read. shell Scott PI is quite a kick ass guy too. I read him in the 60's.
Who knew that there were even mice in the grass!
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