I moved to Texas in 1973 and bought a little wooded piece
of raw land in 1980. I had heard about the
Brown Recluse
and learned
of the impact of its bite but had never seen one. Few people knew
much about them. I met this fellow who had been bitten on the
inside of his arm while working under a car near a woodpile. When
I saw the arm, it was a real mess. He had lost about 2-3 cubic
centimeters of flesh due to necrosis. His current physician was
unable to stop the progressing destruction of the flesh on his arm.
After changing physicians and being sutured up, he healed in about
a month. I was to learn more about the Recluse.
One day, returning from an excursion to my land which was about 65
miles southwest of where I lived in Richardson, I noticed a spider
sitting on the ashtray of my 1972 Blazer and quickly cautioned my
four year old daughter not to get near it. It remained there the
last mile to home and as I kept my eyes on it as much as I could,
I knew it was a spider I had never seen before. My adrenalin was
beginning to flow as it appeared to have a characteristic "fiddle"
on its back. Capturing it in a transparent plastic container, I
soon realized it was a Brown Recluse. Not long after, I began
finding them in dry, old wood laying on the ground and under loose
bark well up on dead trees. These things hate light and are quite
reluctant to move, but when they do they can be quite fast. When
they are not tending a web, they will often move rapidly a short
distance then stop.
The more familiar Black Widow has a 2-3cm leg span and a pea sized
abdomen. I have seen one giant Black Widow (Latrodectus Mactans)
of 6-7 cm leg spread and a 12 mm abdomen. It was in a scalloped. red
Permian sandstone cliff along a roadcut leading to Childress, Texas.
That cliff, about four meters high, was home to several hundred of
these creatures marked by an abdominal red hourglass. They occupied
about a three by five meter area that seemed to offer little shade
during the day. Distributed equally about the one of such large
proportions the diminutive others made her the certain queen of the cliff.
Partly sunny but very bright conditions were bizarre for this "femme
fatale". Probably most do not realize the immature specimen of the
Widow is not black but white though still having a glossy enamel
looking surface. As they mature,
red, yellow and ultimately black
panels appear like racing stripes on their abdomen
thus they are very brightly colored. All changes to black except the hour glass
and oftentimes a small red dot just above the spinerettes. The
distribution of the Widow is world wide excepting perhaps polar
regions; and there are some minor variations in color.
The Brown Recluse (Loxosceles Reclusa) comes in various shades of tan
to brown to darker grey-brown. Its abdomen is ellipsoidal and
significantly smaller than the Widow thus facilitating its lodging
under baseboards, bark, newspapers and in the corrugations of
cardboard where I would find the young specimens in polished stainless
steel corrugated shipping protectors at a metal fabrication plant where
I once worked. This is how they can be found in stockrooms, and I've
known of contacts in supermarkets having undesireable consequences.
Thoracically sizewise the Widow and the Recluse are nearly the same
but the Recluse's distinctive fiddle on top with their eyes at the
base contrasts with the shiny black of the Widow.
It was not long before I realized, I could find these critters, at
will, in a relatively short time, even less time than it takes to find
a Widow, however in different seasons. During warm weather, almost
any unused hole in the ground, particularly if bottomed by water, is
suitable as a home for Black Widows. Peering down and observing the
blue sky reflection on the water will often reveal a Widow, web-
centered and upside down with her hourglass exposed, unless of
course, too much vibration is created when approaching the hole.
Widows love damp, dark, sandy places and I've been told they come out
along the street gutters at night in Tucson, AZ. Water well housings
are a favorite, or cavities under rocks, around basement windows, etc.
Like the Widow, the Brown Recluse is very active in the summer and
more likely to be found in warmer climates. Like the Widow and unlike
most spiders, the Brown Recluse is not an annual spider. They both
hibernate and may endure several years. However, unlike the widow,
the Recluse can be hunted much more easily in the winter, particularly
when the temperature is below about 4.4 degrees C. So strong it was
once used for the cross-hair reticles in gun scopes, the Widows web
is chaotic and yellowish. No nice circular orb structures for her or
the Recluse. From under a baseboard, the Recluse will quite
randomly stick to the floor a bluish white extremely soft and sticky
web at various places in an area not much larger than 25 x 25 cm. At
night when entering a room and looking at the floor, one has but a
microsecond to see them before they are into their hiding place.
Naturally they are more evident in light places but are seldom seen
there. So, if you thought you saw a movement on the floor
when you turned on the light, double-check. White floors would seem
appropriate in Recluse country.
I tried, around 1982, to locate a scientific establishment that might
be interested in these creatures and did not find one; but after
several years and after repeated encounters with the Recluse, I tried
anew. This time I found an interested client in The Carolina
Biological Supply Company. After committing to send them 100 of the
Recluses for a small fee, I started actively hunting them. In fact,
I actually started creating suitable abodes out of substances they
seemed to like. After re-shingling my house back in Richardson, I
brought the old shingles out to the land to place along the fence to
control grass and make mowing easier. Well, as shingles do, they
provided a nice sheltered area sitting on a pallette and the cockroaches,
recluses, scorpions and copperheads took to the favored conditions. The
slotted spaces in the shingles often offered moisture condensate for
them to exist. Under loose bark or at the base of rotting stumps are
found much insect life feeding on the wood. Holes from borers provide
ideal places for overwintering. Here the Recluse spins a gossamer,
bluish-white, ultra sticky cocoon-like enclosure for it to curl up
in during cold weather. Easily finding these abodes, I would peel them
back with a nice long screwdriver and roll the spider into a long,
narrow olive jar, sometimes gathering several at a time. Before their
antifreeze began circulating, I would transfer them to another jar
filled with alcohol. As one might expect, the warmer it is the faster
they get going. Long, smooth rubber dairy boots with pant legs inside
and nice long welder's gloves provide some protection. Removing bark
from elevated places on trees, one should stand upwind and pay very
close attention to what is occurring.
A fellow from the University of Texas Health Science Center at Galveston
called me one day and requested some live specimens. After he sent me
the containers, I sent the spiders. Finding a shipper was a bit of a
problem, but solved. They attached very tiny electrodes to the Recluse
and when shocked, it ejected a small quantity of its flesh dissolving
venom. Toxicology studies were then carried out when sufficient quantities
were acquired. I asked for a copy of the paper, but never received one.
After several years of hunting, I called the local NBC Dallas/Ft. Worth
affiliate. I had been providing rainfall measurements to that station
and they had a fellow, Jack Helsel, who did local feature stories.
Realizing a great many in the area were quite ignorant about the
Recluse, Jack and a photographer came to visit and we did the short
feature story. I showed how to find them quickly, although the site
I picked was well searched and yielded only a small one. I had several
hundred in a container with alcohol, so I dumped out a few while
the camera was rolling and showed a page or two of the Carolina
Biological Supply Company's catalog. It was several weeks later
when Jane McGarry introduced Jack's
time segment and the broadcast was made to the D/FW Metroplex. Wouldn't
you know, when I called Jack some time later, he told me someone from
Weatherford had called in to the station exclaiming "That's not a
Brown Recluse!" That was a bit upsetting to Jack. Sometimes you
can't win.