Santa Cruz Bird Club Newsletter Volume 58 Number 4: MAR/APR 2014 PHOEBASTRIA NIGRIPES Remembering John Warriner By Bob and Bernadette Ramer As I sit here writing these notes, this paraphrasing of Dion’s words keeps echoing INSIDE: through my mind: Has anybody here seen my old friend John? Calendar Can you tell me where he’s gone? ‘Cause I just looked around and he’s gone. of Events So who is John Warriner? Born and raised in Pennsylvania. Graduated from Princ- eton University with a degree in Geology. Worked in gold mines in Perron, Quebec and Grass Valley, California. Served in the infantry during World War II and awarded the Bronze Star for valor. Married Jane Cunningham (whom everyone calls “Ricky”) in 1949. Married for 63 years and raised two daughters, Barbara and Sue. Lived in Portola Valley for several years then moved to Pajaro Dunes in 1977. Was a founding board member of the Elkhorn Slough Foundation and served on the board for 25 years. Also served on the Elkhorn Slough National Estuarine Research Reserve Advisory Committee for 30 years and was instrumental in the acquisition of the Moss Landing Wildlife Area. Working with the Point Reyes Bird Observatory, he and Ricky led the study of snowy plovers around Monterey Bay and published several papers detailing the results of their research. Although these tidbits of information convey parts of John’s legacy, to those who PREVIEW: knew John on a more personal level, he was so much more. Nevertheless, because Santa Cruz Co. 2013 John and Ricky have played such an integral role in Bernadette’s and my lives, it’s Christmas Bird Count hard to know where to begin. I first met John on a field trip that he and Ricky were leading at Pajaro Dunes in the Santa Cruz fall of 1975. I mentioned to John that some members of the Santa Cruz Bird Club were hoping to do an Audubon Christmas Bird Count around Watsonville, and John thought Birds this was a wonderful idea. In fact, John said that if we could line up the volunteers, Ricky and he would host the countdown dinner. So, on January 2, 1976, 29 observers tallied 184 species and enjoyed the Warriners’ hospitality for dinner. As co-compilers of the Moss Landing CBC, John and Ricky have continued that tradition for 39 years; and, on Janu- ary 1, 2014, 102 observers tallied 200 species and were Ricky’s guests for cocktails and dinner. John liked collecting information: personal journals of his life, photo albums docu- menting bird trips to exotic places, a checklist of the birds seen at Pajaro Dunes. So when the Elkhorn Slough Foundation wanted to honor Bernice Porter for her efforts in protect- ing the farmland around Elkhorn Slough, John stepped to the forefront. John asked me to survey the birds on her ranch while he went to his dark room and developed photo- graphs of the ranch’s landscape and with a wry sense of humor but also the top of my boots and up to my its bird life. John assembled every- serious and professional. They con- knees. John was standing on high- thing into an album that the Elk- tinued that salt pond relationship er ground but made the mistake horn Slough Foundation presented for many years: trudging around of putting his thermos on top of a to Mrs. Porter. At John’s memorial in knee boots, getting muddy fence post and then watching the service, Bernice’s daughter, Diane and sometimes stuck in the mud, tide carry the thermos away. After Cooley, told me how much John’s intermittently laughing and taking we returned safely to harbor, I told photo album meant to her mother. notes. John that I never wanted to see that And the album helped instill her Then John brought Berna- crazy lady again. However, 5 years mother’s love for Elkhorn Slough dette and me together. Bernadette later when Bernadette and I were into her. It was one of the major was organizing a day-long census of looking for a place to get married, factors in Diane and her husband’s shorebirds along the shores of Elk- John and Ricky hosted our wed- decision to deed the Porter Ranch horn Slough, and she needed vol- ding in the Cypress House at Pajaro to the Nature Conservancy. The unteers to help with the count. So Dunes and gave us their guest checklist portion of that album also John volunteered himself and me. house for our honeymoon suite. took on a life of its own, and it be- Bernadette took John, me, and a With his total involvement in came the basis of the first compre- few other volunteers up the slough the snowy plover project and with hensive list of the birds seen around in a Boston whaler—dropping us his acute attention to detail, John Elkhorn Slough. Co-authored by off on the shoreline with a clip- had prepared very meticulous data John, the Checklist of the Birds of board of instructions and telling sheets with long lines of data on ev- Elkhorn Slough was published by us she would be back in 3 hours to ery observation of each color-band- the Elkhorn Slough Foundation in pick us up. John and I were survey- ed snowy plover sighting. There 1978. ing different locations; Bernadette were thousands of data points. So About this same time, Ber- was keeping busy dropping off and John and Ricky offered Bernadette nadette was a graduate student at picking up volunteers along a 7 a job to input 10 years of snowy Moss Landing Marine Laboratories mile stretch of the slough. I don’t plover data into the computer. Ber- and studying shorebird ecology in remember if I saw any birds, but it nadette would enter data for hours Elkhorn Slough. While monitoring was cold and foggy and the water and then go downstairs to have sandpipers in the Moss Landing kept rising. Bernadette was running lunch with John and Ricky. They “salt ponds”, Bernadette banded a late as I watched the water go over would sit and visit over lunch every snowy plover—not knowing that this event would intertwine her life with John and Ricky for the next several decades. Gary Page (one of Bernadette’s advisors for her master’s thesis) asked if John could accompany her to the salt ponds and look for snowy plovers. They would meet at the salt ponds and walk around the dikes and mud- dy edges of the ponds looking for evidence of snowy plover nesting. Bernadette’s first impression was that John was a very confident man, strong in character, personable John and Ricky Warriner. Photo by Lynne Stenzel 2 MAR/APR 2014 ALBATROSS ©2014. Copyright resides with contributors day, with this going on for over a year. Bernadette us to their house for dinner as they felt we should be remembers that the most fun John and she had was out and about. And, a couple of years later, when we when they would get into these long discussions about were at their house for another dinner event, Elaina the data as John always appreciated a lively debate. lurched back, hitting her head against the marble After our first daughter was born, John and Ber- counter. Because her head required some stitches, we nadette would survey the salt ponds with Bernadette tried to excuse ourselves; but John wouldn’t think of it. carrying Elaina in a backpack. John would help by Rather, he said we should take her to the Urgent Care feeding Elaina carrot sticks or pickleweed to keep her in Watsonville, get the stitches, and then come back. settled while they worked. Or, if there were chicks to So, after a two-hour delay, we returned for dinner. I be banded, John would watch Elaina while Bernadette don’t remember the menu that night, but the evening chased down the fast-fleeing chicks. John was good at fare would frequently be lobster or crawdads, prime that—having someone else do the running so he could rib or leg of lamb, Cornish game hens or quail (or TV save his energy for the banding. In June, 1981, John dinners for our daughters who didn’t understand the asked me to help him band some chicks at Zmudows- “quail” thing). But always great food and many glasses ki State Beach. We had a small raft to forge the Pajaro of wine! And, to celebrate our 25th wedding anniver- River, and John had one foot in the raft and one foot sary, we stayed at the Warriners’ guest house at Pajaro on shore when the raft began to drift away. At the Dunes and invited them, and our family and friends, same time, two Black Skimmers were flying over the over to enjoy a 5-gallon bucket of cioppino from Phil’s river heading north from Monterey County into Santa Fish Market. Cruz County. I was pretty sure this was a first record Besides the many meals that we’ve enjoyed at for Santa Cruz so I was tempted to let go of the raft Pajaro Dunes, John and Ricky visited us several times and grab my binoculars for a better look. Fortunately, to celebrate birthdays, graduations, and other spe- common sense prevailed; and John and I successfully cial events. On one occasion, I decided to barbeque crossed the river. Back at the Warriners’ house, we a turkey. Leaving the turkey on the cutting board, I had a celebratory drink; John being happy that he had went to get John’s assistance in carving the bird.