Here’s a picture of a Red-Spotted toad (Bufo punctatus) I took a few years ago. Just cleaning out some old stuff in the sort folder. In October, these guys can be found in great masses in the hills and mountains surrounding Phoenix, Arizona. This one is from the Superstition Mountains, where every overturned rock will produce 4-5 young toads when the time is right.
It rained on the 26th. It’s a little early, and we really wanted to just get out of the house. I knew we wouldn’t see much, if anything, but a night out cruising with no snakes is always better than a boring and hot Thursday evening hiding inside from the sun.
The clouds and smoke made for a really nice bright sunset that gave the usually colorful Superstition Mountains a desaturated, grey-green color. It was a really nice drive.
We did see a couple of young atrox out and about. This is the first one. The second was on a tight, blind curve with a cliff off to the side in an area where dumbasses regularily speed around corners without regard to which lane they’re in. He looked about the same as this one, so I just got out long enough to hurry it off the road.
Anyway… here’s the little guy. I’m not sure why, but I didn’t pay attention to the depth of field while photographing.
We also found an adult Red-Spotted Toad (Bufo punctatus) out enjoying the bump in humidity from none to almost none. I remember I hiked near this area in October, 2006, and young punctatus absolutely covered the ground. I took some time to see how many I could stack on top of eachother from big to small.
… and this last picture isn’t any good, but I always think its funny when one of these ends up on the card when trying to photograph a toad. Position the shot, shoot, look in the viewfinder and I have a nice picture of empty dirt. Escape!
Thats it for now. Hopefully I’ll get up to the task of uploading pictures from a recent trip to Utah and a fairly unproductive trip down south in the ultra-dry air of May.
After a couple hours of difficult hiking in the White Tanks on the 25th, I was looking forward to a nice and calm stroll over flat land with Kelly for Memorial day. We slept in late and left the house around 1, and only planned to be gone a few hours. Temps were in the low 80’s and lizards were everywhere.
On the way out we found a big, old Western Diamondback Rattlesnake (Crotalus atrox) crossing a wash. It was a good opportunity to try out a new lense and work out some kinks in my daytime exposures. Ya, I could just practice on inanimate objects in the backyard or something, but uh, not as fun.
Kris and I went out the other night, but the low-pressure system moving down on us made it too cold to herp pretty quickly after sundown. On the way back to town we did find a cool little Desert Night Snake (Hypsiglena chlorophaea).
The weekend looked good for a trip up north to see what there is to see. We got a hotel room and headed out and were justified 10 minutes into our hike with a beautiful Black-Tailed Rattlesnake. It was my second in 2 weeks of my favorite rattlesnake, and Kelly’s first experience with one. I probably saved too many photos of it, but oh well. I had fun.
The sun set and we left, and found a really aggressive Western Diamondback Rattlesnake (Crotalus atrox) a mile or so away. It was a big contrast from the usual slow, solid demeanor of the molossus.
The rest of the trip wasn’t so much fun. There were a lot of misses … a ground snake, a whipsnake, a few other odds and ends, and maybe the largest Sonoran Gophersnake I’d ever seen. I misjudged the situation and lost him into a hole in the ground. The only other photos I took were of this Zebra-Tailed Lizard (Callisaurus draconiodes) the next morning on the way out.
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Here are a few more pictures of the snake from Mother’s day.
Here’s a Black-Tailed Rattlesnake (Crotalus molossus) from a few ago. I found him after a long hike in the Superstition mountains, Northeast of Mesa, Arizona. He’d just finished swimming across a creek and was heading into the bushes at the base of a large tree when I found him. This is my favorite rattlesnake, and my first of the year.
Last weekend was supposed to be the weekend where I don’t go herping. My brother is in town and I planned on wasting the entire time drinking and eating horrible things. Friday night went well, but by Saturday morning at 8 a.m. I was halfway up a mountain North of Phoenix.
The place kind of sucked. There was automatic gunfire from pretty much every direction. I realize they were most likely shooting at targets placed up against hillsides, but that’s a lot of trust to place in people. The other established trails were equally occupied with the most redneckingest redneckmobiles and douchy mountain bikers with their silly little hats and “I’m so much better than you” neon spandex.
I only found two things that I felt like taking pictures of.
First was a nice tarantula crawling across a wash; the first I’ve found this year. I’ve since seen two more, and will see hundreds more by years end. I wish I knew how to differentiate species.
The next thing was this Desert Spiny Lizard (Sceloporus magister) that I was able to sneak up to within a foot or two of before he woke up and bolted.
I also saw a lot of Tiger Whiptails, though I didn’t stop to photograph them. I like them. They don’t seem as good as the other lizards at disappearing into the brush. Usually when I’ve disturbed one, it crashes loudly through the grass and makes no attempt to hide its location.
We started early and headed West, nearly all the way to Parker. Lots happened, but nothing really worth mentioning. Eventually we ended up in the Harquahala Mountains looking for boas, which is about as tedious a practice as you’ll find in this hobby. It wasn’t long before we were back out in an old favorite place looking for the usual stuff.
First snake, a Long-Nosed Snake (Rhinocheilus lecontei):
Of course we saw a good number of Sonoran Sidewinders (Crotalus cerastes cercobombus):
Then beers, tequila, more beers, a mangy cat, and sleep. Somehow I still woke up at around 7 and took off to see if anyone else was waking up. I ended up knocking 2 animals off my life-list!
Here’s something I’ve never seen before … a cerastes out crawling around in the morning sun:
About 5 minutes later I found my first live Coachwhip (Masticophis flagellum piceus). I’ve seen quite a few dead Coachwhips on the sides of roads and had glimpses as they fly across the road, but never had the chance to get close to one.
Here’s a Tiger Whiptail (Aspidoscelis tigris) who for some reason wasn’t at all scared of me. He let me sit down right next to him and watch him root through the dirt and do other “busy lizard” tasks, and even came walking right up to me once.
Then a Desert Patch-Nosed Snake (Salvadora hexalepis hexalepis):
Then a SECOND Coachwhip:
A Desert Iguana (Dipsosaurus dorsalis):
… and finally a female Long-Nosed Leopard Lizard; my first.
Habitat:
A couple of snakes from a slow night on the West end of Maricopa County. We found the usual bunch of Sonoran sidewinders (Crotalus cerastes) out and about. They don’t have a lot of variability, so if you’ve seen one you’ve pretty much seen them all. I usually get out to get some pictures of the first one, but after that they get an escort off the road and that’s about it.
Crotalus cerastes cercobombus, the Sonoran Sidewinder:
We also found a Mojave Shovel-Nosed Snake (Chionactis occipitalis occipitalis). We haven’t seen one of these since the spring of 2006, so it was nice to get some photos. It was a little over a foot long, and that’s about their upper limit. They’re tiny little sand-loving snakes that spend most of the time in or under the loose dirt in the desertscrub.
