I have long been a huge fan of Edwin Way Teale, a wonderful
writer/ naturalist of, how weird is this to say, the last century. He covered so much more than basic
identification of whatever flora or fauna he was discussing and he did it in
such an engaging, beautifully written way. His enthusiasm over insects would become my enthusiasm over
insects. Imagine then, my delight
at finding myself witnessing, on the very first night of my visit to my friend
on Lake Huron, the rising of thousands of mayflies for their nuptial dance that
I had once read about in his “Journey Into Summer”.
I don’t believe Joann has ever had any other guest get as
excited about this as I did. Now,
admittedly, in his book, written in 1960, the mayflies were coating every inch
of every living and nonliving thing on Kelly Island on Lake Erie, a place
famous to this day for seeing this particular “spectacle of nature”. I will
have to admit; it wasn’t quite that dramatic where we were.
Mayflies (also called Junebugs, 24 hour bugs, fish flies,
Canadian soldiers, on our side, Yankee soldiers on the Canadian side, etc.)
spend the bulk of their life, 2 yrs or so, as naiads (think larva only aquatic)
living in the muck of river, pond and lake bottoms, enjoying the organic
morsels in the muck as they go through 30 or so molts before they reach their
adult stage. In teaching the pond
program on Cape Cod and here in Texas too, I have regularly found this naiad
stage and its good news to find them for they are an indicator of good water
quality.
But where they reach epic proportions are in the shallow
Great Lakes of Lake Erie and Lake Huron, and in places along the Mississippi
river where their eruption from the water has been picked up by NOAA’s radar.
They are in the Order Ephemeroptera from the Greek “ephermos” for short lived
and “pteron” for wing, and truly this final adult stage will only last a day or
two. Eating isn’t what’s on their
mind for they are not even equipped with a functional mouth. The courtship dance where they rise
several feet than drift down again until they find their true love and mate, is
the main and only event that counts in this two-day life on land. Immediately the female will lay
thousands of eggs in the water, which will sink to the bottom and start the
cycle all over again but their time is over.
The pluses of mayflies are that they claim the title of
“Most Important Group of Bottom Dwelling Animals in Streams, Rivers and Lakes
Throughout the World”. And that is
surely something. Fish love them,
and therefore fishermen love them. They are also the only insects to go through
a second molt after molting into the adult stage. With all other insects once you have your wings, you have
your wings and that’s that. But
mayflies float to the surface of the water, slip their surely bond of
naiadness, but then within the next 24 hours, and often much sooner, they will,
and I can imagine how incredible this would be to see, slip out of this first
winged form into a shimmery second wing form which will be their “go wow her
look”.
I found these pictures on www,mayflynews.net and it is
always so astounding to think something so delicate can ease out of a next- to
nothing-outfit into something else.
The wonders and flexibility of chitin!
The negatives are felt more by those whose houses are coated
in them, whose streets are made slippery by their multitudinous dead bodies,
and who must endure the smell of rotting flies that are akin to rotting
fish. Kelly Island is the spot the
Teale’s went to and to this day is still “Mayfly Central”. If only they could
come up with a Mayfly Festival; distributing awards to the person with the most
mayflies clinging to their body, or the building most completely coated, or the
most engulfed car. Perhaps they
are already looking into it.
Meanwhile, I will just consider it terribly lucky that I was
with my friend, on the shore watching the rising and falling of Mayflies in
love. I couldn’t have planned it
any better if I had tried.
(photo credit: wickepedia)
(photo credit: wickepedia)
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