What started as an idea for a trip to Georgia to help find indigo snakes turned into a multifaceted herpetological affair spanning five states and producing dozens of species. As fun as it was to seek and find some of the greatest herps the country has to offer, it was even more fun meeting people I’ve known only from social media and hitting the field with a few of them. Best of all, it was a long - LONG - road trip spent with two of my favorite herp-centric people. When a nearly three thousand mile trip is over and you still engage in bro-hugs with other participants, that’s a special thing.
The original indigo snake trip was delayed due to scheduling conflicts beyond our control, but we were committed. By the time Nathan Kutok, Tom Anton, and I hammered out a plan, it was believed that the timing (early March) would probably not be conducive to prime indigo snake activity (which for the area is January and February). So instead we decided to simply prioritize some key sites and then from there see what species we could find. In other words, we were more or less habitat-centric and not as species-centric. Either way, it would be good to get to some warmer weather. Upon our departure, the only herps active in the Chicago area were a few early spring breeders such as tiger and blue spotted salamanders (Ambystoma tigrinum and A. laterale). The local chorus frogs (Pseudacris triseriata) were just beginning to warm up. Us herp people become really impatient around this time of year!
On March 7th, Tom and I left the Chicago area bound for the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign to pick up Nathan. We spent a couple of hours at the INHS herp collection, where Nathan currently works. It was a treat to be able to look through the specimens on hand and learn of their provenance. Many Illinois species are well-represented, as are exotic species such as Sphenodon punctatus, the tuatara. I couldn’t help but request to see the Mercer County record painted turtle (Chrysemys picta). It was my first county record, from back in 2015. Never thought a crusty old turtle shell could be a sight for sore eyes.
Flooded pit teeming with life
After dark, we did try to find the elusive crawfish frog (Rana areolatus) across a number of watery areas - ponds, ditches, and flooded agricultural fields. We determined that we were a bit too early - though it had rained several days prior and the temperatures seemed right, the “perfect storm” had not yet whipped up the fossorial frogs just yet. That night we ended up spending the night at a friend’s house near Carbondale. It was the first in a series of short nights caused by late field outings and early departures (the sleep deprivation would lead to euphoric hilarity by our final evening).
Stay tuned for part two!
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