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Actively supporting NZ’s endangered wetland birds
Parera pair on Wharemauku 28 April (male front) |
Mallard Parera flock Raumati Beach March 10 2014 |
A flock of parera/mallard ducks gather on the banks after fledging in March. Here a socialising occurs during which they gradually pair up. This photo is from March 10, in which a fair amount of flirtation and the accompanying jostling had already started up.
Now this flock has divided into two blocks. The mallards with their females collecting down the Alexander Rd bridge end (where they can sometimes scam a feed from the local humans); while the parera have taken on a separate identity further down the creek. They are behaving like separate hapu (extended family) and while obviously pairing off within the group, they were still keeping to their separate groups of around ten birds.
Parera foraging on Wharemauku April 28 |
And here’s something else – there were more females than males in this parera group, a gender imbalance that was reversed amongst the mallards. Which rasies the question of whether the females (including mallard females), actually prefer these ‘snaggy’ males to the more aggressive mallard males? Which raises a further intrigue. Are we looking at the birth here of an entirely new species, that may exhibit the more attractive character of both? (Male Parera are much better Dad's)
These birds are still very mobile, flying around this area during the day. This in-flight manoeuvring seems to be a part of their courtship routine, though this week it will fly them straight into the sights of duck shooting shotguns. The season is about to start and it remains a conservation outrage that these critically endangered birds can be legally shot in season. Last year we observed a group of about 16 of these birds. It was reduced to 3 pairs by the end of the season.
Track we were listening to while posting this is Cole Porters 'Ev'ry time we say goodbye' from Simply Red (1987)
Ev'ry time we say goodbye I die a little
Ev'ry time we say goodbye I wonder why a little
Why the Gods above me who must be in the know
Think so little of me they allow you to go
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