[NatureNS] prominent NB birder dies

Date: Tue, 15 Nov 2011 09:51:39 -0400
From: Peter Payzant <pce@accesswave.ca>
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I was very sorry to hear that Brian Dalzell had died. Linda and I came 
to know him quite well during the first breeding bird atlas, when he was 
the Coordinator of the project.

During the final field season, there was still a lot of New Brunswick 
which had inadequate coverage, so Brian agreed to spend the summer 
surveying in NB. The Atlas rented a van for him, and he lived out of it 
all summer, driving around the back roads and logging trails. He got the 
data the atlas needed, and at the end of the breeding season returned 
the van to the rental agency and came back to the office in Halifax to 
begin the task of processing the data for the final year.

He was amused to discover that at some point in the summer he had driven 
over a live rifle bullet and gotten it embedded in one of the tires, and 
that for some months he had been driving around with the bullet just a 
few feet away from him. Apparently it was safely extracted.

On another occasion, Brian, Linda and I went to Cape Breton very early 
in the year looking for Boreal Owls. At 2:00 am on a frosty morning we 
left our warm motel and headed off into the unknown, armed with a ghetto 
blaster and a Boreal Owl tape. Apparently at random, he said, "This 
looks like a good spot." We parked, got out, set up the tape player in a 
clearing and played a few seconds of owl calls. Nothing. We tried again, 
and just as we were getting back in the car, we heard a very faint 
reply. Returning to the clearing we played the tape again, and within a 
few minutes there was a very irritated Boreal Owl mobbing Brian there in 
the moonlight. It was quite a sight to see him happily waving his arms 
above his head in self-defense as we ticked the first record for Boreal 
Owl in the atlas project.

Peter Payzant


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    <div style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><font face="Arial">I
        was very sorry to hear that Brian Dalzell had died. Linda and I
        came to know him quite well during the first breeding bird
        atlas, when he was the Coordinator of the project.<br>
        <br>
        During the final field season, there was still a lot of New
        Brunswick which had inadequate coverage, so Brian agreed to
        spend the summer surveying in NB. The Atlas rented a van for
        him, and he lived out of it all summer, driving around the back
        roads and logging trails. He got the data the atlas needed, and
        at the end of the breeding season returned the van to the rental
        agency and came back to the office in Halifax to begin the task
        of processing the data for the final year. <br>
        <br>
        He was amused to discover that at some point in the summer he
        had driven over a live rifle bullet and gotten it embedded in
        one of the tires, and that for some months he had been driving
        around with the bullet just a few feet away from him. Apparently
        it was safely extracted.<br>
        <br>
        On another occasion, Brian, Linda and I went to Cape Breton very
        early in the year looking for Boreal Owls. At 2:00 am on a
        frosty morning we left our warm motel and headed off into the
        unknown, armed with a ghetto blaster and a Boreal Owl tape.
        Apparently at random, he said, "This looks like a good spot." We
        parked, got out, set up the tape player in a clearing and played
        a few seconds of owl calls. Nothing. We tried again, and just as
        we were getting back in the car, we heard a very faint reply.
        Returning to the clearing we played the tape again, and within a
        few minutes there was a very irritated Boreal Owl mobbing Brian
        there in the moonlight. It was quite a sight to see him happily
        waving his arms above his head in self-defense as we ticked the
        first record for Boreal Owl in the atlas project.<br>
        <br>
        Peter Payzant<br>
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