Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Bike Biology: Black Swallowtail Butterfly







What cyclist hasn’t been awed by the fanciful flight of the swallowtail butterfly as it flits over field and flower? Can a bicycle route exist that excludes its presence? In truth, only if it’s in Antarctica.

The swallowtails are some of the largest, if not the most often observed butterflies this time of year.

Swallowtail butterflies get their name because of their wing extensions that resemble the forked tail of some swallows. For Tar Heel cyclists, there is a historical connection with the butterfly to our state, according to one authority:

The tiger swallowtail is probably our most recognizable swallowtail in the eastern United States. It is admired by butterfly gardeners and treasured by young butterfly collectors. The first drawing of a North American swallowtail was of a male tiger swallowtail and was drawn in 1587 by John White who was commander of Sir Walter Raleigh's third expedition to North American.

The reader will immediately recognize the following lithe lepidopteron, a tiger swallowtail, from its picture.
This communication, however, is not about the tiger swallowtail, but its related cousin, the black swallowtail. Not because the tiger swallowtail is insignificant, but because of the presence of black swallowtail caterpillars, the cute critters in the lead-in photo, munching on fennel in my garden.

Initially, I erroneously thought that the caterpillars were those of the monarch butterfly. But, as one of my riding companion, Janis, objected, “Monarch caterpillars eat milkweed.” Something I knew, but rationalized that monarchs might like southern cooking, given the opportunity.

What changed my mind? Why did I abandon monarch in favor of swallowtail for the caterpillars lined up at the all-you-can-eat salad bar in my back yard?

The bottom line: anatomy. In this case, the presence of a certain anatomical structure—an osmeterium—common only to the family Papilionidae to which swallowtails belong.

Swallowtails differ from all other butterflies in a number of anatomical traits. Most notably, their caterpillars possess a unique organ behind their heads, called the osmeterium. Normally hidden, this forked structure can be everted when the caterpillar is threatened, or forced out with a gentle squeeze, and emits smelly secretions containing terpenes.

Check out the orange structure at the head end of the poor aggravated fellow, below, that reveals his true colors (lineage). Is he flashing an osmeterium or a peace sign? I was able to get "my" caterpillars feasting on fennel to flash me when I provoked them, touching them gently just behind the head, their orange osmeterium visible for a couple of seconds before being retracted.

Lastly, one can distinguish female and male black swallowtails, something biologists refer to as sexual dimorphism.

A male of this species has a yellow band near edge of wings; a female has row of yellow spots. The hindwing of the female has an iridescent band.

Male

Female

Let’s ride!

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Salisbury 300K -- July 2

Halfway up Oklahoma Road in Alleghany County, I was grateful I'd signed up for the 300K, not one of the two longer events, the 400K or the 600K, offered by Tony G on July 2. It was still dark when I began the five-mile climb, so I couldn't really see how steep this section of Oklahoma Road was. What I knew for certain was that some cyclists had selected walking -- what Spencer calls the 24 inch (2 feet) gear -- as the better choice for reaching the top.

That short painful stretch up Oklahoma Road would be the steepest pitch we'd see, but it was one of many hills to confront us and wear us down on the 190-mile course. What were the guys on the longer rides seeing?

Like many of the U.S. riders heading to PBP, I've opted for the nighttime or evening start, so Tony G's weekend of rides, with a full range of distances, was a good dress rehearsal. We struck out from Salisbury at midnight after a short speech by Tony about a few of the bigger climbs and descents we'd see. I chose the 300K distance as the long training ride I needed for PBP. If all went well, I'd still make it home for dinner on Saturday evening.

The usual suspects came out for the fun and games, including: Chris and Annette and Jimmy, who signed up for the 200K; Branson, Lynn, Joel, Jerry, Steve, John O and [edit] John P on the 300; Geof, Tim and Bryan on the 400K; and Vance, Woody G and Phil C on the 600K. I also spent a good deal of the night riding with Taylor from Ohio.

At the top of Oklahoma we joined Highway 21 for 12 mile run to a control on the far side of Sparta. The control had a cafe and we refueled with coffee and eggs and bacon. The sun was up now, and so were our spirits. We knew we'd have some rollers before dropping out of the steep stuff and into the more forgiving foothills.

 
I rode much of the ride with Steve and Joel and finished with Lynn and the amazing Branson on fixed gear. Our crew separated through the hilly sections but regrouped in Jonesville at the Southern Belle's Restaurant for a delicious lunch. Joel may have been slightly delirious at this point for he insisted I take a picture of the men's room for the blog. Joel, this one's for you.

We finished in mid afternoon and showered off using a garden house at the Windsong Bike Shop.

After a day of rest on Sunday, Lynn and I tackled Black Creek on July 4, giving me a 500K weekend. My PBP training over the few remaining weekends will likely include back-to-back 200Ks.

On the bike front, lots of new equipment has been installed, and all is good except for the rear wheel I built, which is a little creaky under load in the lowest gears. I'm going to stress the spokes a bit on the drive side and grease them a bit to see if that cures it.

Another great day, or 2, on the bikes.



A few more pix below...