Archives For 30/11/1999

By Amy Brasch, Partnerships Ranger, Wellington.

Hundreds flocked to Wellington’s Waitangi Park last month for the first annual Pest-Fest. It was a great display of various conservation partnerships in the Wellington area coming together for a common cause—educating the public on pests in New Zealand.

A young girl meets a Wellington gecko up close.

Meeting a Wellington gecko at Pest-Fest

The event included a range of activities for the public, such as weed swapping, animal pest trapping demonstrations, kids’ crafts, information on current conservation research, tracking tunnel tutorials, kiwi conservation tips, advice on how to design bird-friendly gardens and much more.

A ranger with a working predator trap at Pest-Fest.

Ranger Lisa Calpcott setting a trap

Despite being the first Pest-Fest ever held in Wellington, a wide range of organisations attended, including the Department of Conservation, Wellington City Council, Victoria University of Wellington, Zealandia, Forest and Bird, WWF and many others. It was a fantastic example of organisations coming together for conservation.

Pest-Fest was a fun way to learn about New Zealand pests. There were a lot of hands-on activities and demonstrations that really highlighted the teamwork between the various local agencies. The event ran alongside the Wellington Phoenix Community Day and the Farmer’s Market, which attracted a diverse audience.

A young girl and Rimu the kiwi point to a trap and dead rats.

Rimu the kiwi and his friend inspect a trap

It was great to see all the different organisations in one place complementing each other and it was great to be engaging with the community on such an important conservation issue and teaching people how to monitor pests in their own backyard.

Celia Wade-Brown looking at a Wellington gecko.

Wellington Mayor Celia Wade-Brown learns more about the Wellington gecko

By Chrissy Wickes, Biodiversity Ranger, Te Anau

I recently spent seven days on the Fiordland coast, along with other DOC staff and a group of passionate volunteers, undertaking trapping work on Resolution Island, an offshore reserve for our native species.

A photo of the Dusky Sound area at dusk. Photo by Chrissy Wickes.

On dusk in the soft rain, classically Fiordland!

Resolution is a 21,000 hectare island with over 2300 traps, and 230 kilometres of tracks. It is named after Captain James Cook’s ship Resolution which landed in Dusky Sound during Cook’s Second Voyage in March 1773.

The week was spent checking stoat traps on various parts of the island.

One volunteer, Martin Sliva, recounts his experience:

Every day had its own highlights: On Wednesday after sunset I saw fernbirds in the tussock. On Thursday evening I saw the Southern Lights, with beams of light shining over the sky. Friday offered me coastal views. Saturday morning I spent checking traps and nailing heavy steel plates on the trap boxes to protect kea, while being watched by a falcon. Suddenly a robin flew by and the falcon tried to chase it without success. Then, a second robin arrived to argue with the first one over their territory. They did not care that above them sat the falcon, who was watching them quietly.

Of course the most important highlight for me was that, despite checking hundreds of traps, I didn’t catch any stoats. The absence of this public enemy number one for New Zealand birds is no doubt one of the reasons for the astounding bird life on the island.

Stoat trap on Resolution Island. Photo by Bruce Murray.

Stoat trap in the snow on Resolution Island

Bruce Murray and his daughter Lyndsay also volunteered to check some of the stoat traps for the week. They were situated a bit higher up on Resolution Island and got some beautiful photos amongst the snow.

Checking traps up high on Resolution Island. Photo by Bruce Murray.

Checking traps up high on Resolution Island

All up only 11 stoats were found in the traps during the trip, a great result!

The view from up high on Resolution Island. Photo by Bruce Murray.

What a view!


Stoat trapping on Resolution Island

Read more about the recent trip to Resolution Island from Martin Sliva on the Fiordland Restoration website.

Volunteer with DOC

Being a volunteer is fun. You also get to work as part of a team, share your skills and learn new ones, and experience conservation in action. Visit the DOC website to volunteer with DOC.

Following on from his tale of returning to Te Hauturu-o-Toi/Little Barrier Island 33 years after the last cat was removed (Conservation Blog, 24 June 2013), Dick Veitch recalls the history of cats on Little Barrier…

No one knows exactly how or when cats got to Little Barrier. Andreas Reischeck noted cats were “very numerous” on his visits to the island between 1880 and 1885.

The resident rangers killed cats, but taking out 10 to 40 cats a year didn’t so much as dent their population. Cats made a massive dent in the bird population though. By the 1960s, the Little Barrier snipe was extinct, and the saddleback and banded rail had disappeared from the island. Cats were the prime suspect in these loses, and in the decline of the tuatara, and lizard and seabird species on the island.

Banded rail, Little Barrier Island.

Banded rail, Little Barrier Island

The Wildlife Service (now part of DOC) started Operation Kill the Cats in 1968. The next 10 years saw a reduction in numbers, but no eradication. The lessening cat numbers allowed black and Cook’s petrels to recover a bit, but it was still easy to count 40 freshly cat-eaten Cook’s petrels on a single walk to Hauturu’s summit in March or April at that time.

Black petrel eaten by a cat on Little Barrier Island, 1976.

Black petrel eaten by a cat on Little Barrier Island, 1976

In 1976 the operation stepped up a gear. Wildlife Service and Hauraki Gulf Maritime Park staff agreed on a joint approach—the Park would build huts and cut tracks and the Service would kill the cats. The plan called for three new huts and 70 km of tracks. Park Ranger, Dave Smith, and Assistant Chief Ranger, George Holmes, supervised the hut building and got three-quarters of the tracks cut by 1977. The Wildlife Service finished off the tracks and began getting rid of the cats in 1978.

The island rangers and Dave’s successor Alex Dobbins and their families were the stars of the operation. They managed the comings and goings of cat trappers and boats, and got people out to the huts. The ranger’s house was frequently invaded, particularly for important TV events such as rugby matches!

Little Barrier Island bunkhouse and Ranger's Flat.

Little Barrier Island bunkhouse and Ranger’s Flat

Cat hunting was done by two teams. Team 1, managed by Richard Anderson, was mainly people from Northland. I managed Team 2. Various government unemployment schemes, a line up of willing volunteers, Wildlife Service trainees and even the occasional paid person provided all the muscle for the job. All up 139 people were involved.

The plan was to do a bit of poisoning and a lot of trapping in the first year, then bring in dog teams – we all know how dogs love to hunt cats. The dogs did well in training on the mainland but did not even hint at scenting a cat on the island. Day after day we walked those tracks without the slightest sign of action. The dog team was quickly disbanded! We now know there were still at least 23 cats on the island. Who knows why the dogs couldn’t smell them.

Cat in a trap.

Cat in a trap

So the trapping and poisoning continued. We walked the tracks and mapped the locations of cat signs. Slowly the mapped information showed each cat being trapped or poisoned, until the last cat was trapped on 23 June 1980.


Te Hauturu-o-Toi/Little Barrier Island lies 80 km north of Auckland city on the outer edge of the Hauraki Gulf. You need a permit to visit this thickly forested island that is home to over 350 native species of plants. It’s an incredible place to view wildlife.

Learn more about visiting Te Hauturu-o-Toi/Little Barrier Island

By John Carter, trapping contractor for DOC, Te Anau.

It’s the weekend and I am working but my son Jasper, aged five, loves to help. I am trapping possums on the Milford Track.

John Carter and Jasper tramping to Green Lake Hut.

John and son Jasper tramping

Jasper joins me for the final 20 of the 600 possum kill traps that need checking. The Sentinel traps have proven very successful on this check with over 300 possums caught.

A sentinel trap on the Milford Track.

A sentinel trap

And then it happens – somewhere between trap 580 and 590. Jasper alerts me to his first ever wobbly tooth and while eating a muesli bar it disappears from his mouth.

Jasper on the Clinton River swing bridge, Milford Track.

Where’s my tooth?

Jasper is distraught. Not because the tooth has fallen out – but because it has gone. Lost! How will the tooth fairy find it? Will the tooth fairy be cross with me he asks. Not if we write a letter to her explaining what happened I say. So, Jasper writes this letter to the tooth fairy and the real reason why he is so concerned is revealed!

“Dear tooth fairy,
I am sorry I lost my tooth on the famous Milford Track. You will find it there.
 
Can I still have my money please?
Love Jasper”

Jasper minus a tooth in front of the Milford Track sign.

Jasper minus a tooth!

10 year old Jamie Hamilton is a Year 6 student at Glenorchy School, she often goes out trapping with her dad, a DOC trapping volunteer. She writes about a recent trip to Lake Sylvan.

At different times of the year my dad and I go trapping at Lake Sylvan.

Jamie heading out to check the traps

Jamie heading out to check the traps

The reason we go is so that DOC can monitor how many stoats and rats there are and to save our native birds. My dad and I do 34 traps and if you walk a little further past this trap line you will end up at the Rockburn Hut.

At the start of the walk there is a little sign and it shows all the markers that are shown on the track. The two that that we look for are the orange and blue markers, the orange are track markers and the blue ones show where the traps are.

Jamie with her dad.

Jamie with her dad

Sometimes dad and I have to leave really early so we can get back at a reasonable time. Once me and dad left at 8:00 am and got back at 5:30 pm. On that trip we got four stoats and one rat. One of the stoats was a baby and one was a white one, there wasn’t much left of them though. The white stoat is a normal stoat but its coat colour just changes white in the winter.

On the track we often see robins and rifleman and hear the beautiful song that the birds make.

A robin sitting on a trap at Lake Sylvan.

A robin sitting on a trap

I love checking the trap lines for DOC, I know I am helping to protect our native birds and I get to spend a day with my dad doing something we both enjoy.

Jamie sitting on rocks by Lake Sylvan.

Jamie sitting on rocks by Lake Sylvan