Texas'
most underrated gamebird has filled skies for six mission years.
It's time to meet the sandhill crane, a prehistoric creature that
offers new hunting opportunities.
By Lee
Leschper
On wings to match an eagle, the sandhill crane (grus
canadenis) migrates into Texas every winter, bring a
challenge to hunters and a hint of mystery.
The milo stubble glow in the first
orange-gold rays of sunlight. Artic air bites under a light
wind. With the growing light comes the haunting, trilling,
call of approaching birds...Ka-r-r-rooo, kar-r-r-roo...
Not just any birds, but winged giants, drifting on the
wind like prehistoric pterodactyls.
The gray creatures are not quick to
surrender the sky. They drift and circle, long wings
capturing and floating on each breeze, intense red eyes
searching for threats. Then a dozen break free and drift
down toward the birds already standing in the field around
an innocent-looking pile of hay.
Inside that Trojan haystack, eyes grow
wide, Hands feel for safeties. Dark brown dogs whine in
anticipation.
Now the giants are flapping softly as
they land amid the silent decoys.
"Take 'em!" the guide barks.
Flipping the top off the blind, the
hunters stand and shoulder shotguns as the suddenly awkward
birds leap into flight. The birds grab for air when the
first shot barks. More shots ring out, and the sky is full
of feathers and sound and energy.
Welcome to sandhill crane hunting
on the High Plains of the Texas Panhandle
Sandhill cranes (grus canadensis)
are the oldest known species of bird still living, with fossil
remains found in Nebraska dating back more than six million years.
Not to be confused with the
endangered whooping crane, the sandhill crane is a graceful giant
without equal among American gamebrids. Standing five feel tall,
most of that elegant legs and neck, sandhills are an imposing
figure. With wings 6 to 7 feet across, in flight they look as big as
a 747. Their soft gray plumage is topped with a scarlet topknot on
mature birds. Among six subspecies of sandhills, the lesser sandhill
is the one that winters in Texas in greatest number. Abundant
throughout their traditional range, sandhills are incredibly wary,
beautiful on the wing and come equipped with a pronounced beak that
dogs and hunters learn to avoid. The sandhill is also the tastiest
of winged game, dubbed by admiring hunters as the "ribeye of the
skies."
Despite growing or stable
populations that include winter strongholds on the salty lakes north
of Big Spring, lowland pastures of South Texas and Mexico and playa
lakes along the New Mexico-Texas border, sandhill cranes are pursued
only as an afterthought - or not at all. But here on the wind-swept
grasslands and endless horizons of the High Plains hunting sandhills
has been taken to a level of perfection.
Amarillo guide Mark Meissenburg has
been specializing in hunting the giant birds for almost a decade. He
missed hunting just four days of last year's 90-day North Texas
crane season. In 2002 his hunters enjoyed a success ration exceeding
95 percent, shooting more than 1,300 cranes.
The
secret to to his unmatched success? Meissenburg goes natural.
He uses real sandhills--or rather
up to 140 mounted sandhill cranes--as decoys. A taxidermist in the
off-season, Meissenburg spends Panhandle winters in his garage,
mounting new decoys to add to his 140-mount spread.
Old timers call these naturally
decoys "stuffers" and they are absolutely deadly.
With piercing glass eyes and
feathers that rustle naturally in the breeze, the realism is
absolutely startling. Setting out these decoys, you will swear you
see one of the birds blink or turn its head.
"It's the realistic poses,"
Meissenburg said. "But foremost, in my opinion, is the shine the
feathers emit. It's a shine that can't be duplicated by man. When my
decoys lose that shine, they go into the dumpster. I hunt four sunny
days for every overcast one, and we take more birds on sunny days,
because the decoy looks just like a bird."
Conventional decoys and rag sets
won't fool these birds, at least not consistently, Meissenburg says.
This creates a huge hunting resource, largely untapped.
Meissenburg, who also guides goose
hunters, says cranes are far warier. "A goose has water as a safety
net from day one," he said. "But a crane has grown up in a creek
with predators on every side. If they are not cautious from the
first day, they are not going to survive. They're just a tougher
bird to hunt."
Most hunters resort to hiding in
ambush near roosting or feeding areas, hoping the birds fly within
50 yards. Decoying them is another matter.
"Lots of outfits go out with gray
rags," Meissenburg said. "The birds catch on in a hurry and start
veering off at a quarter mile."
But decoys are only part of the
answer. In order to be successful, hunter must be totally
camouflaged. Some outfitters issue "tamale binds" made of corn
stalks and shucks stuffed in the mesh of chicken wire.
Meissenburg uses an A-frame blind
that assembles in minutes. Panels covered in dried grass bolt
together, providing a company hide for hunters, the guide and his
retrievers. For large groups he can combine two blinds that will
hold up to 10 hunters.
The most successful
crane hunters are the ones who scout out where the birds want to be,
which means knowing the sandhill and its habits.
"We have on the High Plains,
particularly in the saline lakes around Tahoka and Lubbock, some of
the largest roosting concentrations in North America," said Bill
Johnson, a Texas Parks and Wildlife Department biologist in Canyon.
"Generally they like more open areas. They really like the big
saline lakes, big wide-open areas with shallow water where they can
wade and almost beach-like shorelines so they can see a long way."
"They're a fairly formidable,
intimating creature for most smaller predators."
Like geese, cranes roost in or next
to shallow lakes at night. By day, they fly out to grain fields to
feed morning and evening. A sandhill is an equal opportunity
omnivore, eating lizards, tiny mammals, most anything it can capture
in its beak.
Lesser sandhill populations in the
mid-continent U.S. are doing well, holding stable, despite a slight
drop in population in 2002, Johnson said.
Lesser sandhills will next as far
north and west as Siberia and winter in Texas, Mexico, New Mexico
and California. Some lesser sandhills will migrate more than 14,000
miles each year.
During that migration, many of
these birds gather each March on the sandbars of Nebraska's Platte
River, feeding for one or two months on corn from nearby fields
before heading north to breed. This important migratory habitat is
threatened by dropping water levels, which may account, in part, for
the fact that many Texas landowners, birders and hunters are now
seeing sandhills where they never saw them before.
Researchers have tagged many
sandhills on the Platte that were eventually tracked to Siberia.
Breeding in the Siberian tundra, the birds nest in whatever's handy,
whether in wetlands or on dry land. The hen incubates eggs for about
30 days, and chicks are fledged in 67 to 75 days.
Dr.
Doug Slack, professor of wildlife and fisheries sciences at Texas
A&M University who also studies Texas whooping cranes, says
sandhills are truly an international species, wintering on the High
Plains and breeding in Siberia.
"They nest in the Siberian tundra,
as desolate as you can get," Dr. Slack said. "We had expected these
birds would go from the lower 48 to Central Canada, but a large
number of the birds trapped on the Platte were tracked to Siberia.
"There are not many species I know
that large, that go from the northern plains and end up in Siberia.
We never dreamed so many birds would go to Siberia from Lubbock.
It's a remarkable journey."
According to Dr. Slack, part of the
sandhills' wariness may be hard-earned education. "I think we are
talking about birds that live into their 20s," he said. As testimony
to the birds' wariness. Slack had a graduate student spend two
summers in Siberia trying to catch and band sandhills. In two years,
he caught two. Most times, he couldn't get within a mile of a flow
of sandhills.
About 80 percent of the lesser
sandhill population winters in the playa lakes and river wetlands of
eastern New Mexico, the Texas Panhandle and northern Mexico. Hunting
has little impact on populations, with Texas being one of the few
states with a significant sandhill harvest. Nationwide, the total
take on sandhills each year is about 25,000. Compare that to the
whitetail harvest of 450,000 deer in Texas alone.
For the few, the proud, the brave,
success in sandhill crane hunting hinges on staying alert to the
birds as they slowly migrate through the state, north to south,
seeking open space, shallow water and food.
"They always start up north on the
Oklahoma-Texas line, then meander south, as far south as O'Donnell
and Big Spring," Johnson said. "There's a group of birds that get as
far south as San Antonio and beyond."
During a 90-day crane season, the
longest in the nation, Meissenburg follows the birds from Dalhart
and Dumas all the way to Brownfield, depending on the weather.
"Water dictates crane movements,"
he said. "If weather comes in and freezes the water sources, they
will move, even if food is available. They have to have access to
open water."
"They'll feed in wheat, peanuts and
milo-cranes love milo more than anything-but they have got to have a
food source close to water."
When frozen playas thaw, cranes may
temporarily migrate back north, said Meissenburg who prefers to hunt
the huge concentrations that gather later in the fall south of
Amarillo.
"If
you have to hunt an area several days in a row, you can get stuck,"
Meissenburg said. "Once the birds are shot at over mounts, they get
squirrely. It's not really the mounts, so much as the blind. [Fool
them] one time, and they've been to college."
But when the deception is complete,
these wary birds will land right among the "stuffers" and spread
downwind within 15 years of the blind.
"I always try to let them land in
decoys," he said. "That lets (my hunters) have high percentage
shots. But don't think we're shooting cranes on the ground. By the
time you throw back those lids, they are all in the air anyway.
Especially if there's the slightest wind, they can be out of range
in no time.
"If I've got a bunch of really good
shooters, we can be limited out in 10 minutes. But I see cranes
missed at 15 yards every day."
This shooting does not require a
howitzer.
Meissenburg expects to put the
cranes at eyeball range - 15 yards - so many first-time crane
hunters show up over-gunned. Most guides recommend a 12-gauge with 2
1/4-inch shells packed with size 4 lead pellets. Cranes may live
part of their lives in and near water, but they are not classified
as waterfowl, so lead shot is permitted. But if you hunt geese and
cranes the same day, do not risk a violation of the non-toxic shot
regs on waterfowl. Choose a lead, tungsten, bismuth or copper shot.
"You don't need a 3-inch chamber,"
Meissenburg said. "A 20-gauge with No. 6 lead will do the job."
Meissenburg
nods. "I even have some hunters who shoot with .410s." he said.
Most guides refuse to send a
retriever after a pugnacious wounded sandhill, which has a wicked
and deserved reputation for inflicted serious damage with its sharp
beak. But Meissenburg uses two English curly coat retrievers to
gather cranes.
"The cranes try to peck their eyes
out every day," he said. "But they've done it forever, so the dogs
just learn to run with their eyes closed. You have to have an
aggressive dog, and they learn pretty quickly that if they hit those
birds at 35 miles an hours, it's all over.
"They hunt every single day of the
season with me, and there's no fur left around their eyes at the end
of the season."
Small wonder that hunters in the
know, albeit a modest total number, come to Texas from throughout
the U.S. for crane season. Meissenburg, for instance, has built a
clientele from the East Coast.
"Mostly, we hunt morning, but can
shoot cranes in the evenings, too," he said. "They're just harder to
pattern . If I have clients who want to hunt ducks in the morning,
then we'll hunt cranes in the evening.
"We do that a lot, especially early
in the season when you can duck hunt every day. Sometimes we have to
travel a long way to do it; other times we may be hunting within
five miles."
That's the reward and special joy
of hunting this sprawling, wide-open country. The High Plains is
home to a variety of gamebirds -- geese, ducks, quail, pheasants --
and hunting for them is excellent. But nothing, nothing quite
matches bringing down your first flying dinosaur.