Playing with Bobwhites


I love the sound of bobwhites. I was working outside last spring in a brushy place and their call rang in my ears all day. I couldn’t resist calling back.
Quail usually continue the conversation. I’ve called some to within a few yards, closer than I’ve ever been able to call a turkey. It’s a shame there aren’t more bobwhites around. Food and cover appear more than sufficient.
However, when you look closer we don’t have adequate winter food or cover in the Elizabeth City area. Quail like thickets and need seed from wild grasses to sustain them through the cold weather when little is growing. In winter, much of our land is open and more or less barren.
Quail do better when fields are smaller and there is more fringe area between fields and open woods. Lack of cover and increasing predators paint a dismal picture for the quail.
Dove populations aren’t suffering the same way. They thrive in open areas. Doves fly better than quail and for longer distances. This means they can travel further for food. Our farming practices have benefited doves. They have hindered quail. Bobwhites require food, water and cover concentrated in much smaller areas. This makes them even more subject to predation.
Quail also eat insects, so pesticide use can cut down on a large potential feed source. Quail also nest on the ground, whereas doves usually roost in trees. While that doesn’t ensure safety, it increases it.
Quail lay up to 15 eggs per clutch and may lay three clutches per year. Incubation period is 23 days, and both males and females incubate the eggs. This all sounds promising for a healthy population, but entire broods can be wiped out more easily on the ground.
Quail have an annual turnover rate of about 80 percent, which means that eight out of every ten birds will die each year whether they are hunted or not. They try to protect themselves by traveling in what we call coveys. These small groups are arranged more or less in a circle. When danger strikes the birds scatter in all directions. It can be quite startling.
At school last year we hatched over 70 of these little chicken-like birds. Several students took them home and about a dozen escaped when a door was not closed in time. This covey has hung around close for a few weeks now. They occasionally have entered the shop in search of food. They are now old enough to call and I’ve entertained myself by whistling to them and watching them come toward me. Later in the fall they won’t answer or play the game.
I thought about trying to catch them, but I decided I didn’t want to stress them out. They fly into the pen shortly after we feed our other birds. Already a few have disappeared, likely casualties to local predators.
There may not be many wild quail to play with, but spring offers us an opportunity to hear that classic ‘bob bobwhite’ sound. It’s a treat for me. If there were a good supply of wild ones, I’d put a few  on my plate once the season opened. They taste great! You could serve them in a chicken dish and nobody would notice.

He hears me but he's confused.

He hears me but he’s confused.

He still can't find me.

He still can’t find me.

Ted Manzer teaches agriculture at Northeastern High School.

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About tedmanzer

I grew up in Old Town Maine and got a B.S. at the University of Maine in Plant Sciences/ minor in Botany. From there I moved to West Virginia and earned a M.S. in Agronomy at WVU. I also met my wife there. She grew up in rural WV as the daughter of tenant farmers who raised cattle and hogs. Their lifestyle at times was one of subsistence and I learned a lot from them. I've always been a foraging buff, but combining my formal botanical knowledge with their practical 'Foxfire-type' background opened up my eyes a little more. I now teach agriculture to high school students at Northeastern High School in Elizabeth City, NC. My wife teaches with me and we make a great team. I also write a weekly nature/foraging column for the local paper (dailyadvance.com) and frequently publish articles in several other newspapers in northeastern North Carolina. I also have written several Christian nature/adventure novels that I plan to publish eventually. One is a five book family saga I call the 'Forgotten Virtues' series. In the first book, Never Alone, a young boy comes of age after his father dies in a plane crash, and he has to make it alone. Never Alone is now available in paperback, Kindle and Nook. The second book, Strange Courage, takes Carl from his High School graduation to his recovery from a nasty divorce. The third book, Second Chances, takes Carl from his ex-wife's death and the custody of his son to his heroic death at age 59. The fourth book, Promises Kept, depicts how his grandchildren react and adjust to his death. In the final book, Grandfather's Way, his youngest and most timid granddaughter emerges from the shadow of her overachieving family and accomplishes more in four months than most do in a lifetime. I use many foraging references with a lot of the plants I profile in these articles in those books.
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