Every Autumn and Winter, as shortened days leave afternoon commuters driving home in the dark, as early evenings bring nocturnal wild animals out to forage and hunt, at Humboldt Wildlife Care Center we suddenly start admitting many more owls, mostly hit by vehicles.
Surprisingly, many owls survive their collision with speeding cars, especially smaller owls who have less mass to contribute to the energy of the impact. Less energy in the impact means the odds increase of the bird avoiding some of the life threatening outcomes, such as broken bones, dislocated joints, eye trauma and other injuries their larger cousins usually suffer when hit by vehicles.
Since the first day of Autumn 2018 until today, January 7, we’ve admitted 14 Western Screech-Owls (Megascops kennicottii) for care after they each but two were likely hit by vehicles. Sadly, this is a fairly typical number of owls for us to admit at this time of year. If past years are any indication, there are several more of these small owls yet to be hit by cars before Winter’ end.

While all but two of the 14 Screech-owls admitted this Fall and Winter were hit by vehicles, it’s also true that each came from highly rural, two lane roads away from the major highways of Humboldt County. Alderpoint, Carlotta, Bayside, Kneeland, Freshwater are the the most common locations of Screech-owls being hit by vehicles.
The Safety Corridor on US 101 between Arcata and Eureka is a special zone of mandatory headlights and a speed limit reduced to 50 miles per hour due to the businesses and intersections along those few miles of four lane highway. We know that there will be cross traffic and so we prepare for it. We slow down, we turn on our headlights and we raise our awareness, for the sake everyone’s safety.
We need to bring that same kind of awareness to our driving habits on rural highways.
The beauty of our region – the Redwood forests, the bay, the ocean, the mountains – is part and parcel of our love for our home. Here in Humboldt the Wild always makes itself felt and known – a strong sea breeze comes up from the bay through the mall parking lot, or across the Arcata Plaza. We live in a region rich in wild neighbors and to be better neighbors, we can anticipate that they are here – from Screech-owls to Spotted Owls, from Spotted Skunks to Great Egrets – we can accommodate their needs
Chiefly, we can slow down when we drive. We can remember that we steer our machinery through our neighbors’ homes. The least we can do is strive to not run them down.










Surprisingly, 14 Screech-owls admitted in 3 of the Fall/Winter months is not an unusually high number. In fact it’s well within what we call normal. The only means we have to reduce this number is to change our habits and raise our awareness. Seeing wildlife is a challenge for us all in these highly abstracted times when the natural world can seem an afterthought. Still it’s our responsibility to operate our machinery as gently as we can.
Bicyclists, pedestrians, even motorcyclists, know the horror of not being seen or expected by car and truck drivers. Share the Road! See Motorcycles! Stop for Me! Signs like these are all over our communities. Sadly the only real warnings we post about wildlife crossings are for those animals who are big enough to cause damage to people or property in a collision. We need to expand our concerns. We need Owl Awareness. We need Wildlife Watchouts!
Until we’ve managed to better share this world we don’t own, our work helping these Owls, as well as all the other wild neighbors who are orphaned, injured and in need, due to their collision with the human-built world, Your support makes it possible. Please help keep our doors open, our lights on and the frozen mice coming. Our wild neighbors in need, need you. Thank you
















Carson the Peregrine Falcon with long time education team leader, Merry Maloney, who preceded Carson in death by four years. Both Carson and Merry remain in our hearts.
A life of captivity did not dampen the Falcon’s “implacable arrogance”, as California poet Robinson Jeffers described the wild gaze of the raptor…
In his life as Carson, this Peregrine Falcon touched hundreds of human lives – something that would have never happened without initially being hit by a car. We honor the sacrifice he made as well as the work our education team has done in the name of co-existing with the wild.
Simply transporting an older fawn in a crate to the release site is highly stressful! Once sagely arrived, opening the door is a thrill! HWCC/bax intern, Tabytha Sheeley does the honors!
A tentative glance – can it be true? are there really no walls to confine me?!
Just a hint of spots remain for this young deer, who was found near Blocksburg huddled next to his dead mother. Nearly every fawn we admit is traumatized by their mother’s death and requires a couple of days of supportive before they will accept a milk substitute.
One last look back to see if we are still a threat…
And then away he goes…
… quickly putting distance between himself and our release team. So long young deer!

After exploring the real river (our housing for raccoons has an artificial river where they learn to fish) this young male finds an interesting leaf, but as you can see, the forest has suddenly captured the attention of his superb raccoon intelligence…
Soon both raccoons leave the release and head up into the woods, where insects, mushrooms, and more await them.
Another successful release of successfully raised wild babies!
The power, the grace and the single-minded devotion to raptorizing… she’s got it all!
Even with all those advantages, she’s still just a juvenile with a lot to learn. In captivity or by the side of the road, young hawks sometimes find themselves in very awkward situations.
One of the best moments in a rehabilitator’s day – opening the box!
The young female takes flight, not yet aware that her mother can see her.
Perched in nearby vegetation while her mother watches from a much higher perch behind her, our former patient surveys her re-gained freedom.
The daughter…
… and the mother, last seen flying off together…
Volunteer Katharine Major enjoys giving a wild hawk her second chance.
Alone in our aviary for a day, the male ate well.
An additional day in care was all the brother needed before he could be released. Dehydration, even mild, is serious enough to address and well within the scope of what we can immediately do for our patients. Caution rules the day!
A minute on the ground to get his bearings… it’s not unusual for a young patient to need a moment out of the box to see which way the wind blows… see if there’s any food in the field and woods rat burrows.
And then he goes! Birds flying away is a favorite thing of ours…
Our ex-patient flies to the trees where his sister is waiting.
The siblings, free and together again, in the wild.
Happy interns Brooke Brown (left) and Tabytha Sheeley enjoy the fruits of their labors!
Intent, strength, and nearby parent – this young aerial ballerina (and her brother) has everything she needs – including this second chance – for a live well lived on the shores of Humboldt Bay.
We routinely admit patients from all over the North Coast. Volunteers in Del Norte County met volunteers from Humboldt in Orick, between Patrick’s Point and Klamath, to hand off the owl. Just another day meeting the needs of wildlife in a territory larger than many states!
For severely dehydrated patients, the most critical treatment we can give is fluids.
After fluids, medicines, warmth and a safe pace to recover are next on the list.
When a patient recovers we have ways of analyzing their health. Sustained flight and ability to evade capture is definitely part of what we look for!
A small blood sample lets us know how things are going physiologically. In order to be released, a patient needs to have plenty of oxygen-transporting red blood cells!
The moment of release is always quite thrilling. After 6 days in care, this owl was ready to go back to Smith River!
Birds flying away is a very gratifying sight.
