Aravaipa Soundscapes

NOTE: This is a mockup of my forthcoming Nature Conservancy Cool Green Science blog post.

Aravaipa Canyon - Willow Narrows © Lang ElliottDawn at Willow Narrows. 6 am, 15 May 2017. Aravaipa Creek at Cobra Ranch Nature Conservancy Preserve near Klondyke, Arizona. A detailed description is provided below. PLEASE LISTEN USING HEADPHONES!

Lang portrait by Andrew SkeochHello, my name is Lang Elliott. For the past 30 years, I have been making my living as a professional nature recordist. I am well-known in my field and have authored numerous books and CDs featuring the songs and calls of our native birds, frogs, insects and mammals. You can learn more about my doings on my website, The Music of Nature. Please also check out my free mobile application, which features a comprehensive selection of immersive nature soundscapes: Pure Nature 3D Audio.

Early in my career, my primary goal was to capture closeup recordings of as many species as possible. Using parabolic reflectors and other directional microphones, I strived to extract each species’ sounds from the environment, so that they could be heard cleanly and clearly, with minimal background noise. Without doubt, such recordings are very useful in the creation of identification-oriented guides.

In recent years, however, my focus has shifted rather dramatically. Now I am far more interested in the soundscape as a whole, in the “symphonies of natural sound” that one experiences in wild and remote areas. While I remain attentive to the biological content of recordings, including the species that contribute to each soundscape, I always strive to render sound-objects in an artful and balanced manner, agreeably embedded in the larger composition of sound.

Aravaipa Canyon © Lang Elliott

I approach the recording of soundscapes as someone might approach the photography of landscapes. When I head into the wilds, I attempt to home-in on soundscapes that are magical, engaging, nurturing and healing. Educational value is important, but is no longer the driving force behind my work. I desire recordings that simply sound good, that appeal to the senses, and that have a positive impact on the human psyche … recordings that effortlessly transport the listener into wild nature.

Please listen using headphonesTo accomplish my goal, I use special “binaural” microphones that simulate the human head, with two microphones placed about seven inches apart and separated by an absorbent baffle. Such recordings capture important spatial cues that allow the human brain to determine the directions and distances of incoming sounds. If one uses headphones to listen to binaural recordings, it is as if one is actually out there in nature, immersed in a realistic three-dimensional environment.

So … if at all possible, PLEASE USE HEADPHONES when listening to the binaural soundscape recordings featured below. Otherwise you will not experience the incredible pleasure of 3D sound immersion.

Aravaipa Canyon - Turkey Creek - © Lang Elliott

Aravaipa Canyon

In 2017, I embarked on an extended recording expedition to western North America. I was on the road for six months, from early February into August, and drove a total of 30,000 miles! The bulk of my effort was centered on the Southwest, and I spent over four months in Arizona alone.

During a brief visit to Tucson, I had the good fortune to meet with Tana Kappel, Marketing Specialist for Arizona’s Nature Conservancy. With Tana’s help, I obtained permission to record soundscapes in a variety of Nature Conservancy Preserves. By far my favorite turned out to be Aravaipa Canyon, located in southeastern Arizona not far from the remote desert town of Klondyke.

Named by the Apache Indians, Aravaipa means “land of laughing creeks.” What an apt description! Except at the upper and lower end of the canyon, where the creek bed is dry during much of the year, the incessant gurgles and babbles of the brook dominate the sound environment. One cannot help but be caught up in all the laughter, which invigorates one’s spirit and cleanses one’s mind.

Aravaipa Canyon map showing Cobra Ranch

Aravaipa Canyon is about 16 miles long. The Arizona Nature Conservancy owns and manages property at each end, while the 10-mile stretch in the center is a designated Wilderness Area with permit-based access administered by the Bureau of Land Management. While I hiked into the wilderness on occasion, the bulk of my recording was done at Cobra Ranch, the Nature Conservancy’s holding at the eastern end of the canyon. I visited the preserve three times from late April through May. I also recorded along Turkey Creek, a small side canyon next to the wilderness boundary.

Acquired in 2009, Cobra Ranch is a showcase preserve. The ranch headquarters is located at wide upper end of the canyon, where the creek remains dry except after heavy rains. Within the first mile of entering the canyon, the dry stream-bed rapidly transforms into a narrow, meandering, willow-edged brook, and the arid, brushy landscape shape-shifts into dense riparian forest with towering cottonwoods, sycamores and ash, enclosed by vertical canyon walls that may exceed one hundred feet in height. Birds are everywhere, their songs interweaving with the laughter of the brook to create refreshing and revitalizing soundscapes that are a welcome respite from the scorching dry heat that blankets the surrounding desert.

Aravaipa Canyon is truly an oasis in the desert and I find myself longing for yet another taste of the tonic of wildness that I found there.

Aravaipa Canyon scenic © Lang Elliott

The Soundscapes:

A sampling of Aravaipa soundscapes are featured below, all binaurally recorded for a truly immersive listening experience. Please don your headphones and listen without distraction … surrender yourself to Aravaipa’s magic spell.

Turkey Dawn (April 30, 5:30am) – I arrive at Cobra Ranch late in the evening and decide to sleep in my car next to the creek. Awakening at first light, I hear a Wild Turkey sounding off in the distance. I move in his direction, wading upstream until the soundscape comes into focus. Such a pleasing constellation of sound. The relaxing gurgle of Aravaipa Creek spreads wide across the sound-stage. The repeated gobbles of the turkey add body to the mix, and the high-pitched songs of Yellow Warblers, Yellow-breasted Chats and other songbirds infuse the soundscape with whistled melodies.

Gentle Crickets and Gurgling Brook (May 1, 9:40pm) – It is shortly after dusk. While exploring Aravaipa Creek, I come upon a relaxing, gently gurgling section with crickets calling softly from grass and shrubs at the edge of the stream. I discern three kinds of crickets. At the low end, what I believe to be a Snowy Tree Cricket gives measured musical chirps, providing a steady rhythm against which the brook burbles and splashes with infinite variety. Higher up, individuals of a second species chirp more quickly, creating a soft, musical whirring sound. And higher yet, individuals of a third species produce long, almost continuous ringing trills … musical buzzes that have a slightly penetrating quality. Listening intently, I also notice the occasional whinnies of a distant Elf Owl, calling from somewhere in the surrounding forest.

I stand silently in the middle of the stream, mesmerized by what I hear … the voices of the creek and crickets and owl combine to produce a pleasing medley that is far greater than the sum of its parts.

Treefrog Congregation (May 1, 10:10pm) – After meditating on the cricket and stream soundscape (see above), I pack up my recording gear with the intention of heading back to my camp. But just before leaving, I’m startled by loud, rattling calls erupting all around me. Oh my gosh … Canyon Treefrogs! I hurriedly set up my microphone again, hit record, and then stand back. It’s about time that I got a recording of this species. I’ve been in Arizona for nearly three months, and these are the first Canyon Treefrogs I’ve encountered.

Aravaipa cliff top at dusk © Lang Elliott

Screech-Owl Interlude (May 2; 5:00am) – With a hint of light in the eastern sky, I stop at the preserve kiosk. I hear the hoots of Great Horned Owls way off in the distance, set against the rush of Aravaipa Creek several hundred yards away. Violet-green Swallows give high-pitched chips as they fly overhead. Then a big surprise! From the shrub thicket just behind the kiosk, a Western Screech-Owl suddenly calls, its resonant, bouncing toots thrilling my ears. He’s so close I’m sure I could spot him, but I dare not turn on my headlamp. I also hear the soft coos of a Mourning Dove and occasional notes from a Yellow-breasted Chat some distance away. Finally, a Northern Cardinal chimes in with his musical, whistled song. Such an wondrous soundscape, marking the transition from night into day!

Dawn at Willow Narrows (May 15, 5:25am) Note: This is the same recording that is featured at the beginning of this blog post. Over 9-minutes long, it makes for a superbly-relaxing listening meditation.

Just before dawn, I place my soundscape microphone in a narrow, gently-flowing section of Aravaipa Creek where willows cluster in a swampy area next to a cliff. I walk a short distance away and sit on the ground, with my back against a tall Cottonwood tree. As the dawn chorus unfolds, I realize this is an exceptional mix of sound. The gurgling of the creek is subtle, Mourning Doves sing prominently, and I notice a Yellow-breasted Chat giving its disjointed song in the distance. A Gila Woodpecker sounds off and I detect a Brown-crested Flycatcher calling occasionally.

Quite obvious is a high-pitched song I am unable to identity. It sounds like the drink-your-teeeee of the Eastern Towhee back home, but they aren’t found here. So it must be a Spotted Towhee, or perhaps a Green Towhee? Ah … the loud, plaintive whistles of a Gray Hawk, not far downstream. And I hear the wing buzz of a hummingbird of some sort, quite close but obscured by the shrubs.

I’m so deeply grateful to be here now, resting in the glow of dawn along this enchanting creek, awash in one of the most pleasing symphonies of sound that I’ve ever heard.

Nightbirds (May 15, 10:30pm) – Before retiring for the night, I take a long walk up Turkey Creek Canyon, enjoying the robust insect chorus and listening for other night sounds. About a mile from my camp, I come upon an Elf Owl, giving spirited whinnies from a shrub thicket. Then, as if the soundscape was being orchestrated to please my ears, a Common Poorwill begins singing off in the distance. Can it get any better than this? Well, yes it can. After several minutes, the Elf Owl quits singing, and the Poorwill sounds off from the cliff directly above me. I delight in being close enough to hear the subtle gulping sound that he makes at the end of each song. So sweet are the voices of the nightbirds, accompanied by the incessant chirps and trills of the insect musicians!

Bear Clan (May 16, 1:15am) – I must admit that I slept through the entire event. I had placed a microphone about a hundred feet from my tent, in the dry stream bed of Turkey Creek, and let it run all night long. Around 1 am, something very, very large passed by in the darkness, crashing about in the vegetation, thumping the ground, and even snorting loudly.

Listening to the recording the next morning, I am awestruck. I’m sure it was a Black Bear, and I believe it was a mamma with at least one cub … the cub making the single wailing note. OMG … a Black Bear passed nearby and I was just laying there in my tent, lost in my dreams? And what if it wasn’t a Black Bear at all, but instead some other furry beast with very big feet … I mean really, really big feet … and an upright stance to boot?

Aravaipa Canyon © Lang Elliott

Endangered! (May 16, 7:20am) – Along a marshy stretch of Aravaipa Creek with dense cattails and overhanging willows, I make what turns out to be a significant discovery … the Southwestern Willow Flycatcher, an endangered subspecies! Not just one, but two singing back-and-forth, their vibrant fitz-bews and occasional bzzits rising above all the other bird sounds.

The next day, I stop by the preserve headquarters to tell Mark Haberstich (the preserve manager) about my discovery. His eyes light up … I’m the first to report their presence, and my recording is living proof! Wow, shouldn’t I get a gold star or something?

Bear Canyon Chorus (May 17, 5:50am) – At the break of dawn, I head a short distance up Bear Canyon, a wide tributary of Aravaipa Creek that is bone dry during the spring season. My destination is a cliff with a cave-like hollow at the bottom, surrounded by a thicket of shrubs and small trees. I quickly place my microphone among the shrubs and then sit quietly on a log.

The dawn chorus is rich and varied. A House Finch warbles. I hear the telltale contact-call of a Gambel’s Quail and the low-pitched coo of a Mourning Dove. A Great-Horned Owl hoots way off in the distance. Then a Canyon Wren sounds off loudly from a ledge on the cliff above, his musical whistles cascading downward. Oh my, did I hear a poorwill in the background? And then the complex “assembly” call of the quail: k’kah-k’wah, k’kah-k’wah. And was that a Cardinal, or was it a Pyrrhuloxia? Ornithologist and poet Alexander Wilson (1766-1813) once said: “Bury me where the birds will sing over my grave.” I share his sentiment, and can’t help but wonder if someone is buried here?

Unexpected Owl (May 24, 4:20am) – Aravaipa Canyon and Turkey Creek are rich in owls and I feel very fortunate to have gotten recordings of Great-horned Owl, Elf Owl and Western Screech-Owl. I knew there was yet another quite remote possibility, but getting it was only a wishful thought in my mind until my last night in the Aravaipa wonderland.

At dusk, I place one of my microphones in the creek bed a few hundred feet from my tent. Then I crawl into my sleeping bag and fall fast asleep. At midnight, I awaken briefly. The insect chorus has mellowed, but nothing else is going on, so I tumble back into my dreams. Shortly before dawn, I suddenly become alert. “Did I just hear something odd, or was it just in my dream?” “There … the hoot of an owl … a Barred Owl … no, that’s got to be a Spotted Owl, a Mexican Spotted Owl.” A smile comes over my face. Then I hear thin screams coming from a different direction. “Must be the mate,” I surmise. And then some very loud hoots, from quite close by. O frabjous day! Then a more distant hoot followed by some of the strangest sounds I’ve ever heard. I’m ecstatic, but also concerned … I sure do hope my recorder is still running.

Aravaipa Canyon © Lang Elliott

Dawn Song Delights (May 24, 5:10am) – At first light, I awaken to a wonderful performance … two Brown-crested Flycatchers giving dawn songs from their perches high on the surrounding cliffs. One is to my left, the other to my right. Their resonant songs echo across Turkey Creek Canyon. A Common Poorwill soon joins in, and various other songbirds gradually make their presence known as dawn unfolds. Listening closely, I hear the occasional wing noises of birds, fluttering in the dense foliage, as well as the buzz of flies, stirring into action well before the rising of the sun. What an uplifting prelude to this most amazing day!

Hawk’s Lair (May 24, 8:45am) – While exploring Turkey Creek in mid-morning, I stumble upon a Cooper’s Hawk nest. Actually, I don’t know exactly where the nest is, but the hawk is perched above me, giving its telltale alarm cries … so the nest is definitely nearby. I notice the incessant drone of bees, probably gathering nectar from flowers hidden in the large thicket of shrubs and trees. Just as I get ready to leave the area, a Cliff Chipmunk starts sounding off, its hollow clucking notes signaling its displeasure at seeing the hawk, a potential predator. I am reminded of the Eastern Chipmunks back home in the Northeast. They also have an aerial predator alarm call that sounds much the same, although their clucks are perhaps not quite as musical as those of the Cliff Chipmunk. Hey … is that a Warbling Vireo singing its hurried little song in the background?

Lang-Chat at End of Stay (May 24, 8:25pm) – Quite often, especially when I’m getting ready to leave a magical location, I record myself speaking so that I’ll have a voiced reminder of my impressions of a place and my experience there. I’m generally reluctant to share my “lang-chats” because most are rather personal. But this one is rather tame and it almost seems like I’m talking to the outside world anyway, so why not share it with you?

NOTE: In my chat I mention that I missed the flycatcher dawn songs because of a full disc, but later I discovered that I had captured perhaps an even better example from a second microphone I had placed a short distance down the canyon (see above: “Dawn Song Delights”).

Aravaipa Canyon © Lang Elliott

Final Words:

Well … there you have it … the voices of Aravaipa Canyon portrayed in spacious binaural sound! Please let me know what you think of this wonderful, uplifting music, nature’s gift to the listening heart.

Naturally Yours,

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