Giant Palouse Earthworm,
Search is on for worms' wiggle rooms
Sandi Doughton
November 15, 2007
COLFAX, Wash. – When searching for one of North America's most
elusive creatures, it helps to have state-of-the-art equipment,
jokes Jodi Johnson-Maynard.
The University of Idaho soil scientist is walking up a gentle hill in
southeast Washington, on a quest for the giant Palouse earthworm. In her
hand is a tile spade, a narrow shovel that's about as high-tech as it gets
in the worm-hunting business.
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The large, white worm at the top is the giant Palouse earthworm, Driloleirus
americanus. Below is the southern worm or Aporrectodea trapezoides, which is
considered an introduced species |
GIANT PALOUSE EARTHWORM
Scientific name: Driloleirus americanus
Length: 8 inches to 3 feet; average 12 to 13 inches
Girth: About the size of a man's little finger
Color: Whitish pink
Habits: Is said to spit lily-scented mucus when startled;
feeds on fungi and detritus
Mating: Worms are hermaphroditic, with both male and female organs.
Habitat: Palouse prairie of southeast Washington and west-central Idaho
Myth: Some people think cutting an earthworm in half yields two live worms.
In fact, you get one dead one.
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“It's our basic tool,” Johnson-Maynard says, leaning on the spade like a walking
stick. The long handle is great for chasing away rattlesnakes, she says, and the
sharp edges slice through turf.
Unfortunately, they also make mincemeat of worms. Two years ago, a graduate
student unearthed one of the rare wigglers on this same hill, but accidentally
cut it in two.
“We need better methods to look for these worms,” Johnson-Maynard says.
That's especially true now that conservationists are seeking
endangered-species protection for the pinkish-white worms, which may grow to 3
feet long and were once abundant in the deep soils of the Palouse. Only four
sightings have been confirmed in the past 30 years, and experts had feared the
species was extinct.
Last month, the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service rejected a petition filed by
the Palouse Prairie Foundation, Friends of the Clearwater and others, saying too
little is known about the worm to declare it endangered. But the
conservationists filed notice that they will sue to force the federal agency to
reconsider and launch a major review of the species' status.
“It's an ethical decision,” said Steve Paulson, the Idaho environmentalist
who is leading the push for protection. “I don't think we should be causing
these creatures to go extinct.”
If the worm is listed, its remaining habitat must be protected.
Since no one is
even sure what habitat the worm favors, there's clearly a need for more study –
which means being able to find the creatures, Johnson-Maynard says. Her early
November expedition is aimed at testing one alternative to the shovel:
saturating the ground around a worm burrow with a diluted solution of hot
mustard and vinegar.
“The hope is that it irritates the worms and drives them up to the surface,”
she says, passing through thickets of chokecherry and wild rose that dot this
40-acre remnant of native grassland. The 3,000-foot hill, part of a Washington
State University biological reserve, rises like an island in a sea of wheat
fields.
Less than 1 percent of the wild Palouse prairie remains; biologists suspect
the giant worms have likely fallen victim to habitat loss, churning plow blades
and competition from the night crawlers and other nonnative species that now
dominate the region.
Johnson-Maynard drops her pack, slips off her parka and begins to dig. She
kneels by the hole and breaks apart clods with her hand, searching for tunnels
left behind as earthworms cruise through the soil, eating fungi and leaf litter.
“Here's a burrow,” she says, pointing to a barely discernible track among the
roots, pebbles and dirt. “It's pretty subtle, but when you look at soil a lot,
these things just jump out at you.”
With $25,000 from the Idaho Fish and Game Department, Johnson-Maynard will
try several worm-hunting tools in the coming months. Washington's Department of
Fish and Wildlife also is interested in sponsoring worm studies, but hasn't put
up any money yet.
“Finding earthworms is hard work,” Johnson-Maynard says, scanning the
buff-colored landscape for a promising spot. Early road crews reported giant
earthworm burrows extending up to 15 feet underground. While naturalists in the
late-1800s said the worms favored prairie, at least one sighting in the 1980s
was in forestland.
With so little information on the species' behavior and preferences, going
out armed only with a shovel is like sticking a fork into a haystack and hoping
to pull out a needle, she says.
Some commercial worm hunters report success with electroshocking: sinking
metal rods into the ground, then using batteries to generate a weak current that
sends the worms to the surface. Johnson-Maynard has recruited electrical
engineers to help her rig a similar system.
She's also keen to try DNA testing on the mucus worms leave behind in
burrows, to help identify areas frequented by giant Palouse earthworms. It may
be possible to train dogs to sniff out the worms, because some reports claim
they spit lily-scented mucus when disturbed. (The scientific name, Driloleirus
americanus, means lily-smelling American worm.)
Johnson-Maynard is even open to the idea of “worm grunting”: rubbing a metal
bar against wooden stakes in the ground to create vibrations that cause worms to
flee their burrows.
“We really don't know what will work,” she says.
The autumn light is starting to dim, and she's on her fourth hole. She stabs
at the ground and her shovel lays open a burrow that's bigger than the others –
possible evidence a giant Palouse has passed this way.
“Let's try the mustard here,” she says.
Support scientist Karl Umiker takes over, widening and deepening the hole. He
pulls out three plastic bottles filled with the clear solution and empties them
into the trench. The soil is dry and hard, and the liquid seeps in slowly – not
an auspicious sign.
In dry weather, worms tend to enter a type of hibernation deep underground.
Umiker pokes around in the muddy hole with his shovel, gently scooping out
soil and searching for any hint of white. A light-colored grub generates a brief
stab of excitement. Umiker teases a hibernating worm out of the soil, but it's a
common variety.
Johnson-Maynard shrugs. It was a long shot, she says, gathering up her gear
for the trek down the hill. She'll return later this fall, after the rains have
started and the rare worms might be more active.
“I think they're out here,” she says. “It's just a matter of coming on the
right day, at the right time and using the right sampling technique.”
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