Friday, April 30, 2010

Smalltooth Sawfish Abundance Survey :: April 2010

Sunday April 18, 2010
5:00. Ran late this morning due to my new phone, a DROID. Still trying to figure it out. The alarm is obnoxious. Likely the only thing I hate about it.

No technician on this trip. She was staying back to help with SEDAR data, but found out last night that her grandfather passed. Our thoughts are with her.

Good news regarding the project. Last week at the STS Implementation Team meeting, we were funded to expand our sampling efforts. This means we will go down every month for the next two years to sample and also to aid with the telemetry project. I try not to have an anxiety attack every time I think, type, or talk about it.

We stopped to pick up the graduate student in Tally and everyone grabbed a flat bread breakfast sandwich from Subway. They are so good. Consequently, no one was hungry for lunch when we got to Ocala so we pushed on through, deciding to stop in Naples for dinner before checking in.

We made good time down. Traffic was light and the weather was mild. We were in Naples before dark. Used my new phone to get us to Sushi Thai Too. Turn-by-turn navigation. Yeah, the DROID is pretty sweet.

Checked into the apartment and got everything moved in. Room 106. My second home.

The graduate student took out the acoustic tag we are to attach to a STS should we catch one this trip. It was a bit like APOLLO 13 when ground control put several people in a room, gave them a limited supply of tools, and told them to figure out how to get the crew home. We brainstormed and brainstormed and brainstormed. In the end, the intern figured it out. I drew up what we planned to do and made a list of supplies to get from the hardware store in the morning.

If we catch one this trip and get a tag on it, we will not active track. We simply don’t have the (wo)man-power right now.

Monday April 19, 2010
Spent the morning at the hardware store, purchasing supplies for tag attachment. Got 80 lb saltwater leader and size 4B leader sleeves. The graduate student had a friend from school make her small scalpels and she already had very small plastic tubing to reduce chaffing. We are essentially going to make a loop through the cartilage around the first dorsal fin to reduce drag. If we catch one and get the tag on, there will be plenty of photos.

Overcast, but no rain on the radar. Applied sunscreen anyway. And DEET. The mosquitoes are here, especially bad at dawn and dusk.

On the water in ENP by 9:30. Took the Lopez River – Cross Bays route to Mud Bay in order to check on the acoustic telemetry stations. All look great. The engine sounds much better after the tune-up (probably something we should do at least once a year!). In Mud Bay by 10:00 with low high tide. Walked both sides of the mangrove island in Mud Bay and saw no STS. Lots of blue crabs. Both nets were in the water by 10:30.

Outgoing. Nothing in the nets. Incoming. Nothing in the nets. Lots of jumping mullet though. Water temperature is higher than last month (24-25 C), but salinity is low (14-19).

As decided last week at the STS Implementation Team meeting, we took benthic samples. We plan to take benthic samples at every location (close to shore/mangrove, middle of sand/mud flat, and at the edge of the low tide mark). Each sample will be analyzed for sediment grain size and benthic infauna. This will further delineate habitat and understand STS “hot spots.” It will be a lot of work, but will have very cool results.

Headed home. As we turned the corner from Turner River into Chokoloskee Bay, we could smell the ocean. Chokoloskee Bay was like glass. It turned out to be a beautiful day. I love my job. We saw two cownose rays swimming at the surface near the dock. Off the water by 18:30. Called dispatch to let them know and headed back to the apartment.

Laid the 4”, 100’ net out in the yard. It was full of algae. Quick dip in the pool to cool off and exercise (3 minutes treading water, 2 minutes rest). Had Chicken Masala Crock-pot for dinner. Put the benthic samples in the fridge.

After dinner, we initialized and taped-up the remaining 3 receivers. This trip we will also be installing HOBOs (small devices that measure water temperature and light attenuation in real time) to 6 of the acoustic stations. We tried to initialized the HOBOs, but found they all needed batteries. We will purchase those tomorrow morning at the hardware store.

Life does go on at home while I am away. I spoke with my sister and she has decided to move to Houston after graduation in May in order to *finally be with her long-time boyfriend and take time off to study for her boards. I could not be happier for them and cannot wait to see her in a couple weeks. I also spoke with my boyfriend. We figured out the annoying alarm on my phone. He was able to find my old alarm-tone online, once again saving my ass. I love you, babe.

Tuesday April 20, 2010
Sunscreen and DEET. Butterflies and dragonflies. Gorgeous day, but no STS.

Purchased the batteries and worked like dogs all morning in ENP, installing 2 of the remaining 3 stations, attaching HOBOs to 6 and cleaning 12. Whew.

Set the nets at Turner River around 13:00. Took benthic samples of Turner River. Off the water by 18:00.

There is now more mud in our fridge than food.

A cold Yuengling in my hand and checked my email on the front porch while the rest of the crew cleaned up. Crawfish etouffee for dinner. Watched some crappy TV (all but one of the contestants this season on American Idol are tone deaf!). Uploaded some photos to FB.

Wednesday April 21, 2010
Launched at Port of the Islands today. Same cranky, old man behind the counter. He threw my credit card back at me when I tried to pay the launch fee. I just smiled. Oh-blah-dee.

Ran out to Panther Key first thing on several tips from local fisherman. Fished in the same location as other encounters per the data from NSED. Took benthic samples at Panther Key, using the oldest, rustiest ponar grab on the planet. That took some figuring out. Tony the Pony, we call it. Took lots of photos of habitat. Very sandy, more traditional beachy type area.

Fished the west-side of the spoil island in Faka Union Bay then moved the nets to the east-side. No STS, but several A. felis (“A. felis. I just met a fish named A. felis!). Saw manatee and dolphin.

Took benthic samples on both sides of the spoil island. Huge differences between the west- and east-side. HUGE.

Turned out to be a beautiful day despite the clouds and chill this morning.

Home by 18:30. Had a total The Graduate moment at the door of the grocery, wanting to buy beer but being denied access. The grocery closes at 19:00. Noted. Hit up the gas station instead, but had to settle for MU (riding the Mich-ul-train).

Leftover etouffee for dinner. Stayed up pretty late, chatting with the crew, drinking beer, hypothesizing why we’re not seeing any critters. Our best guess is that the mother’s avoided this area during the cold snap in January/February and either pupped offshore or further south. It will be interesting if the UF field crew sees more YOY in Florida Bay this year.

Thursday April 22, 2010
In ENP again today. Cleaned the stations we missed on Tuesday.

Got back into Cross Bays 3 and set the 100’s. Next time we need to get back here with the 200’s. Note to self – can only fish in this bay an hour before and after high tide (Chokoloskee tide table). Very shallow! Local guys say they see animals back in these mud holes all the time. Not yet this year, but every other year.

No benthic samples. We ran out of whirl packs. Will have to take them next time.

Moved the nets to Mud Bay, fishing the remainder of the outgoing tide and hoping to catch a glimpse of a STS. No luck. Could have had a crab boil with all the C. sapidus running around. Hauled the gear and hauled ass back to the dock to beat the low tide, making a pass by Turner River. No STS, but there was a small gator (3-4 ft) swimming close to the acoustic telemetry station.

Off the water early. Went for a swim. Spoke with The Mullet Wrapper editor. She gave me her personal email where I could send the article about our tracking project. I will do that when I get back to the office.

Tomorrow we will try the Goodland area. Getting discouraged. Four days in the field and nothing to show for it but a good base tan. We are all quite tired.

Friday April 23, 2010
7:00 – Up.
7:45 – In the truck.
8:30 – On the water. Launched at Caloosa Key.
9:00 – First sets in Goodland Bay. Waiting on the tide to come in a bit more before trying to make it across Palm Bay. SE wind is in our favor. No STS.
10:15 – Made it across Palm Bay with no problem. Noted that we need 1 hour before high tide (Coon Key tide table) to get back to Grocery Creek. Ran all the way to Goodland-Mud Bay, scaring the be-jesus out of every shorebird.
10:20-14:00 – Fished remaining incoming and 2 hours into outgoing. Wind and outgoing tide are in opposite direction, allowing us to fish longer. No STS. Will take benthic samples at this location on May trip. Hauled ass across Palm Bay.
14:30-16:00 – Fished in Goodland Bay again, picking two sandy spots around a couple mangrove islands. No STS.
16:45 – Off the water.
19:00 – Dinner in Naples. Hit up Sushi Thai Too again. Met up with an old friend from undergrad who now lives in Cape Coral. It had been about 10 years since I’d seen him, but it was just like old times. Got to *finally meet his partner, too. Couldn’t be nicer people.
21:00 – Drove back to the apartment down Hwy 41 with the biggest, goofiest grin on my face. Happy. So happy. Listened to some good tunes and watched the night sky.

Saturday April 24, 2010
Up at 5:30. Spoke with a man and his family in the parking lot. They were getting ready for the weekend tournament. He said he sees STS all the time at Camp Lulu Key. I gave him my card and asked him to call should he see one this weekend.

On the road by 6:00. Same old breakfast at the same old Cracker Barrel. Lunch, however, was in Ocala at Chick-fil-A. Mmmm.

The graduate student took over driving after lunch and I grabbed a quick nap. She drove us all the way to Tally. We dropped her off and got back on the road, quickly. Weather looked rough ahead. Huge front moving across the panhadle. Back at the lab by 19:00 ahead of the weather, thankfully.

Seacrest out.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Interval Ride :: 6 Mile Loop x2

This ride mimics a 6 mile loop containing 3 hills. Resistance increases with each hill. Maintain 80-85% while climbing and hold 70-75% in the flats. Ride the loop twice. For a challenge, increase intensity on the second loop.

1. Bad Girls – Donna Summer (5:00)
Warm up

Begin Loop 1.

2. The Way You Make Me Feel – MJ (4:30)
Seated climb – 80 rpm, Light Hill

3. Runaround Sue – Dion (2:30)
+2 gears, then Hp3
Standing climb – 80 rpm

4. Bitter Tears – INXS (3:45)
Seated flat. 70-75%. Not a full recovery!
Decrease resistance, Increase cadence.

5. This Too Shall Pass – OK Go (3:00)
(2:30) Seated climb – 70 rpm, Moderate Hill
(0:30) Standing climb

6. Sweet Disposition – Temper Trap (3:45)
Seated flat. 70-75%. Not a full recovery!
Decrease resistance, Increase cadence.

7. Be Easy – Sharon Jones (3:00)
(2:30) Seated climb – 60 rpm, Heavy Hill
(0:30) Standing climb

8. Memphis Train – Rufus Thomas (2:30)
Seated flat. Recover. 65%

Begin Loop 2.

9. World Turning – Fleetwood Mac (4:30)
Seated climb – 80 rpm, Light Hill

10. Battle Without Honor or Humanity (2:30)
+2 gears, then Hp3
Standing climb – 80 rpm

11. Float On – Modest Mouse (3:45)
Seated flat. 70-75%. Not a full recovery!
Decrease resistance, Increase cadence.

12. Notion – Kings of Leon (3:00)
(2:30) Seated climb – 70 rpm, Moderate Hill
(0:30) Standing climb

13. I Feel It All – Feist (3:45)
Seated flat. 70-75%. Not a full recovery!
Decrease resistance, Increase cadence.

14. Audience of One – Cold War Kids (3:00)
(2:30) Seated climb – 60 rpm, Heavy Hill
(0:30) Standing climb

15. Somewhere Over the Rainbow (5:08) Cool @ 3:00 Stretch on bike
16. Only Living Boy in New York – Paul Simon (4:00) Stretch
17. Beautiful Girl – INXS (3:10) Stretch

Monday, April 26, 2010

My New Favorite Local Restaurant


Sakura Sushi & Grill
2411 South Hwy 77
Lynn Haven, FL 32444
(850) 277-0868

Good sake, fresh rolls, friendly service and 2 blocks from my house.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Chicken Parmesan Crockpot

Ingredients
1 tablespoon olive oil
1 large egg, beaten
½ cup bread crumbs
½ teaspoon Italian seasoning
¼ teaspoon black pepper
¼ teaspoon salt
½ cup Parmesan cheese
4 boneless, skinless chicken breast halves
6 slices of mozzarella cheese
1 (25-ounce) jar pasta sauce of choice
1 can sliced black olives
1 cup veggie broth
4-6 oz wheat pasta

Directions
Use a 4-quart slow cooker. Smear the olive oil around the bottom of your slow cooker.

Beat the egg in a shallow bowl, and set aside. Combine the bread crumbs with the seasonings and Parmesan cheese in a flat dish. Dip the chicken into the egg, then into bread-crumb mixture, coating both sides.

Place the chicken breast pieces in the bottom of the slow cooker, staggering, if needed. Place a slice of mozzarella cheese on top of each chicken piece. Pour the olives, veggie broth, and jar of pasta sauce on top.

Cover and cook on low for 6 hours, or on high for 4 hours. Serves with your favorite wheat pasta.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

What is your persona saying about you?*

Businesses have their own campaign or persona. Whether you use Google, AOL or MSN, the browser has its own look and feel. Whether you eat at Wendy's or Subway, get your coffee from Starbucks or CC's, shop at Target or WalMart, each has an overall image or message. Some shout out their message while others are more subtle about it.

You have a persona whether you realize it or not. Are you willing to take a look at your own persona? Is it what you want it to be? What defines who you are?

The good news is – you are in charge of your own persona. You are in charge of your image. If it isn’t what you want it to be, if it isn’t consistent, if it needs to be thrown out, or just needs some minor adjustments, you can do what needs to be done.

**Modified from the Bay Medical Center Monday Motivational, Week of April 12, 2010

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Recently Added :: April 2010

Alphabetical by Artist:
You Do You - Bear in Heaven
Tighten Up - The Black Keys
Hope You're Happy - BlakRoc
Four Winds - Bright Eyes <-- Oldie, but a goodie.
In One Ear - Cage the Elephant
Show My Ass - Dominique Young Unique
Bang Pop - Free Energy
On the Run - Gangstagrass
Sound Czech - Grimy Styles
On Giving Up - High Places
Song Away - Hockey
Somewhere Only We Know - Keane
Promises - The Morning Benders
All the Right Moves - OneRepublic
1999 - The Shout Out Louds

Interval Ride :: Enhance Your Performance

This interval ride is designed for intermediate and advanced riders that wish to enhance their performance. Encourage beginning riders to stay in the saddle and either climb at a lighter gear or push a flat road during the 2 minute working interval. Emphasize a deep, controlled breath to bring the HR down during the 1 minute recovery.

1. Vegas – Calvin Harris (5:43) Warm Up

2. I Will Possess Your Heart – Death Cab for Cutie (8:35)
(5:00) Seated climb. Build resistance gradually, HR 75% :: 1 gear / minute on 0:30 = 5 gears
(1:00) Standing climb Use this out-of-saddle to bump up HR, 75-80%.
(1:30) Seated flat Maintain steady HR, 75-80%.
(1:00) Recover! HR 65%

3. Dance to the Music – Sly & The Family Stone (2:59)
(1:00) Seated climb – Heavy! Select a gear that is nearly unsustainable. Work into the legs.
(1:00) Standing climb Get out of the saddle and hammer.
(1:00) Seated flat Decrease resistance. Increase cadence. Recover!

Repeat this interval 7 more times.

4. This Too Shall Pass – Ok Go (3:08)

5. Carby – Discovery (3:07)

6. Percussion Gun – White Rabbits (3:08)

7. Notion – Kings of Leon (3:04)

8. Promises – The Morning Benders (3:04)

9. Gold Lion – Yeah Yeah Yeahs (3:04)

10. Never, Never Love – Pop Levi (3:08)

11. Drumline Cadences – LSU Drum Line (2:56)
Rider’s Choice. Maintain HR 75-85%. Push to the finish line!

12. Back to the Earth – Rusted Root (5:48) Cool
13. Quiet 3 – Sheila Chandra (4:54) Stretch
14. First Train Home – Imogen Heap (4:14) Stretch
15. Golden Train – Justin Nozuka (3:07)

Species of Birds Seen in the Everglades :: March 2010

Anhinga
Coot – American
Cormorant – Double crested
Cuckoo – Mangrove (guys at dock heard)
Crow – American
Dove – Collared
Eagle – Bald
Egret – Great, Snowy
Frigate
Hawk – Red tailed
Gull – Laughing, Herring
Heron – Little Blue, Yellow-crowned night, Tri-color, Great blue
Ibis – Glossy, White, Scarlet
Killdeer
Kingfisher - Belted
Kite – Swallow-tail
Mockingbird
Osprey
Pelican – Brown, American white
Moorhen – Common
Rail – Yellow
Sanderling
Spoonbill
Starling
Tufted titmouse – Heard, did not see. May've been a mockingbird.
Turn – Caspian
Vulture – Turkey, Black
Warbler – Yellow-throated
Woodpecker – Red-bellied (mating pair)
Wood Stork

Friday, April 9, 2010

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Israeli Couscous Salad

You had me at black olives.

Ingredients:
1.5 lbs green beans, trimmed into 1 inch pieces
1.5 tsp salt divided
2/3 c chopped fresh cilantro
1/4 c chopped scallions
2 tbs garlic, minced
1 pint grape tomatoes, halved
8 oz can sliced black olives, drained
3 tbs olive oil
1 1/3 c couscous
1 3/4 c chicken broth
1/4 c apple cider vinegar
1 lemon, juiced
1/2 tsp fresh ground black pepper

Directions:
1. Combine couscous and chicken broth over high heat. Bring to boil, then remove from heat. After all liquid is absorbed (approx. 15 minutes), fluff with fork. Stir in garlic, salt, pepper, olive oil, vinegar, and lemon juice.
2. Steam green beans covered in microwave approx. 6 minutes.
3. Combine green beans, black olives, tomatoes, cilantro, and scallions in a large bowl. Toss.
4. Add couscous to bowl. Toss well to coat. Serve at room temperature.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Smalltooth Sawfish Abundance Survey :: March 2010


Permits: EVER-2010-SIC-0007 & ESA-13330

Thursday March 25, 2010

So, a water pipe between the kitchen sink and the outside spigot burst last night around 9:30 pm. We caught it early because I needed to fill my water bottle before getting to bed. Water was pouring out everywhere at such a rate I didn’t know existed. We are so lucky. I can’t even imagine what the situation would have been like had we just gone to bed. The boyfriend has been dealing with the plumbing all day today, bless his heart. On the scene with a plumber. On the phone with his father. On the phone with me. Scrapping it all and fixing the damn thing himself. Not only that, but while I was running around in circles last night almost in tears and beside myself, he was outside turning the water main off at the street and reassuring me that everything was going to be ok. He is my hero.

The technician for the project is sick with the flu and won’t be joining us for this trip. So, all the worrying and finagling we did to get the FSU Marine Lab truck was for naught. We were able to fit everything in the F350 and on the PRISTIS. All 13 concrete blocks with t-bars, 10-foot PVC poles, receivers, chain, and signs as well as the nets, buckets, the giant green dry box, food, coolers, YSI, first-aid kit, ponar grab, luggage for three women and other various accoutrements required to pull this project off with no hitches. We are getting very, very good at cramming all our stuff into every available nook, cranny, and hold. Traveling light? No, not us.

The Nat Geo Channel bailed on us. They didn’t have the budget. Oh well.

I drove the whole way down. The graduate student sat in the front with me, keeping me company and acting as music director. The intern was holed up in the backseat with her laptop, picking up Wifi with her cell signal and napping occasionally. Traffic was light. The usual for lunch – Arby’s. My right calf muscle and butt-cheek are going to be twice the size of my left from holding down the gas pedal. Charlie really needs cruise control. Had to stop in Punta Gorda to stretch.

It was an overcast day and it wasn’t until we stopped for dinner in Naples that we realized we’d been riding ahead of the weather. We were all craving Indian food and found a great local place, called Saffron, off Pine Ridge Road. Had to make a two U-turns and back out of an ally onto a 4-lane highway to get there, but we made it. When have we never not made it? The food was well worth the adventure and we promised the very friendly owner we’d be back again in April. A Ferrari was parked outside. Welcome to south Florida.

Quick stop at CVS for Cadbury Cream Eggs (Did you know they come in mini’s? Good grief.), some throat drops, and Zicam. This head cold is killing me.

Arrived in Everglades City after dark. Mosquitoes aren’t too bad. Good ole Room 106. Feels like we never left. A quick call home and some channel surfing until we all passed out.


Friday March 26, 2010
Immediately turned on the The Weather Channel and watched the front. It is moving slow. Just like us this morning. Humid. The birds are chittering outside, welcoming dawn. Spring has arrived here. Ugh, Lady Gaga in my head. The coffee smells mighty strong this morning and I like it. We all go back to bed.

Slowest. Moving. Front. Ever. It didn’t arrive until 11am. Sideways rain. This is supposed to be the dry season. We stayed indoors and assigned names to, initialized, and taped up the telemetry receivers. They are all ready to be thrown in the water come Sunday. We’re waiting on the tides at Chokoloskee Bay to cooperate, putting slack at noon.

I feel like I’ve been run over by a train. This damned head cold is turning into a sinus infection, I can tell. Eating throat drops and Zicam. Driving those 12 hours yesterday was mentally and physically exhausting.

2:30 pm and the rain has finally stopped. The sun is out a bit now. Spent some time at the internet café, watched some TV, read some, and took a nap. A quick glance through the latest edition of The Mullet Wrapper and our announcement is not there. I’ll talk with the editor while we down. Tomorrow we fish at Faka Union Bay. It is suppose to be beautiful.

Florentine Ravioli for dinner. Jason and the Argonauts then Clash of the Titans on TMC. Bedtime.

Saturday March 27, 2010
Up before dawn. On the water with first light. Foggy. Saw a juvenile red-tailed hawk at the dock. It was hanging out on the lampposts.

Fished the west-side of the spoil island this morning with the incoming tide. Moved across the channel for the remainder of incoming and slack and back again to the west-side of the spoil island for the outgoing tide. Lots of boat traffic today. The weather is perfect. Warm. And the water is warm, too – 22-23 degrees C. Saw dolphin and manatee. The engine is making unhappy sounds and not running smoothly. Made a note to take her in for a check-up when we get back.

The intern and the graduate student pulled a yellow-throated warbler from the water. We keyed it out using out Sibley’s and decided it was likely blown out by yesterday’s storm. It supped fresh water from the intern’s finger and ate strawberry from her hand. She’s a freaking Snow White! Just as we were getting settled from the bird rescue, a raucous occurred in one of the nets. Turned out to be a young-of-the-year bull shark that got tangled while chasing a mullet. We tagged him and returned him to the water. Total excitement and controlled chaos, then right back to listening to the wind through the mangroves. All that and only 15 minutes had passed. That’s how field work goes.

Back at the dock at 5:30pm. Local recreational fisherman said he sees sawfish on a regular basis at Panther Key. Not yet this year, but in years past. Made a note to check the sightings database. Queen and Jay-Z turned up and the windows down as we ride on Hwy 41 back to the apartment, spotting alligators in the canal next to the road. They’re bigger this month. A lot bigger.

A cold Pacifico in my hand and having dinner on the screened-in porch. The intern cooked Moroccan Meatloaf. Spectacular. So tired, but in a good way. It was a good, good day. Jeremiah Johnson on TMC. Tomorrow we put the receivers in.

Sunday March 28, 2010
Go time. Out the door and to Chokoloskee Island by sunrise … along with every other charter and recreational fisherman in the Everglades. Loaded up the gear needed for 8 stations, queued up, and launched.

No fishing today. Graduate Student Mode. We were riding heavy, racing a mid-morning low tide and a late-afternoon cold front so we started at Cross Bays 1 and worked our way back to Turner River Mouth, skipping the three Mud Bay stations. The first couple of stations were an organizational nightmare, but by the time the tide went slack we were working like a well-oiled machine. A freaking acoustic telemetry station installing machine! Grabbed a quick lunch back at the dock. Loaded the gear for the remaining 5 stations and with the incoming tide, installed Lopez River Mouth, Lopez River, Cross Bays 2, and the three Mud Bay stations. We skipped the Cross Bays Creek station because we couldn’t remember exactly where it went and the weather was rolling in. 12 of 13. Hellstotheyes.

We encountered a friendly ENP Ranger at the dock. Apparently, we were the talk of the dock with everyone wondering just what we were up to. We explained ourselves and he played us a couple tunes on his harmonica. He mentioned that the snook and tarpon are on about a month delay due to the unusually cold and wet weather in January and February. That was comforting to hear since we hadn’t seen a sawfish yet. Best case – the pregnant females just haven’t moved inshore yet. Worst case – they pupped offshore.

Back at the apartment in time to catch the second half of the FSU women’s basketball game. They beat Mississippi State and advance to the Elite 8 for the first time in school history. The graduate student was so excited, yelling at the TV. We make plans to stay in Tuesday night, order a pizza, and watch UCONN beat the pants off ‘em.

Enchiladas for dinner and the weather still isn’t here. Another slow-moving front. Agonizingly slow. This one is supposed to dump a ton of rain on us and have associated severe thunderstorms. Bought the last two 6-packs of Pacifico in the entire town.


Monday March 29, 2010
4 am thunder and crazy lightning. We’re all awake and lying here, listening to the storm. Finally get back to sleep only to wake at 8 am and know that we’re not going anywhere. There is another slow-moving band just offshore and will hit mid-morning, bringing wind and more rain.

I take my coffee, breakfast, and laptop the internet café and watch The Weather Channel while the rest of the crew sleeps. The band that hit us at 4 am is hitting Miami now. Our shore-side contact sends me a text making sure we’re ok. We’re fine, I say. Staying in today. And we do. The weather doesn’t break until late-afternoon and afterward the wind picks up.

In the afternoon, the graduate student and I go to the park. I watch while she shoots hoops. I make a note to bring my tennis racket next time so I can practice serves.

Ugh, this weather.


Tuesday March 30, 2010
Got the Cross Bays Creek station in first thing. The engine was running hot this morning, but added oil and the alarm did not happen again. She still sounds unhappy. Good news though. We passed by all stations this morning and all are in the same spot and unmoved.

Set the nets at Mud Bay. Did not see any animals, but there were several ray holes in the mud on both sides of the mangrove island. A good sign. Water temperature is around 24 degrees C and the air temperature is awesome. Another good sign. Cool in the shade and warm in the sun. So quiet out here. Walked the nets several times with the outgoing tide. Watched a dolphin chase and pen mullet against the far western shoreline. No sawfish.

Slack tide.

The wind and incoming tide are in the same direction. When this water gets moving, it is very impressive. Kept the nets in the same spot for the incoming tide. The water rushed in over the sand flat on the south side of the island and there were several juvenile cownose rays swimming about and chasing blue crab. Nothing in the nets.

Moved to Turner River.

Saw two manatee. They came very close to the boat while we were anchored and waiting. Watched a recreational fisherman inspect our Turner River station. He motored all the way around it and then stopped to read the sign. He then motored away without bothering it.

The tour boats go by as we haul in the gear. We’re real life biologists, but no sawfish this trip. Bummer. Off the water by 5 pm.

The pizza place is closed! But, no worries. We found a local seafood place that is playing the game, serves cold Key West 2-for-1 until 7 pm, and stone crab claws are on special. We hang out until the end of the game, dropping $5 in the jukebox and watching the UCONN women in total awe. When it’s all over, I pay the bartender and we schlub back to the truck. There’s a bar open next door. “Just one more beer,” I ask? “Just one more beer,” they reply.

That is how all crazy nights start. Just one more beer. What happens in the Everglades stays in the Everglades.


Wednesday March 31, 2010
6 am comes quick. I’m a bit hungover and very tired. The intern has barely slept and might still be drunk. She sleeps all the way to breakfast. When we arrive, the parking lot is overrun with vans and trucks from a local air conditioning business. Overrun. That is an understatement. Every space was filled with the same blue truck or van with the same logo and phone number on the side. It was surreal and did nothing to ease my pounding head. And then, they were gone. Just like that, they all rolled out. At once. I may’ve dreamed it. I can’t be sure.

The biscuits and gravy, bacon, and strong coffee did us all some good. We ate like truckers, barely talking just inhaling.

Traffic was insane. Congestion. Were we attempting to travel with the Great RV Spring Northern Migration? Maybe. There are just too many people in south Florida. Too many! We made the most of it, pulled off, and picnicked while the traffic cleared, eating leftovers and stretching our legs.

We didn’t get to our usual stop in Ocala until 2:30 pm. Rough. I let the graduate student drive from Ocala to Tallahassee. The intern rode shotgun. I climbed into the backseat and closed my eyes for a bit. Safety Seagull be damned.

When I woke, we were on I-10 with not an RV in sight. Hallelujah. Smooth sailing to Tallahassee, dropped off the graduate student, and then on to Panama City. It was well past dark by the time we pulled into the lab’s parking lot. Both of us exhausted. We’ll clean the gear and boat tomorrow.

No sawfish this trip, but 13 of 16 telemetry receivers are installed.

March Trip. Fin.

Friday, April 2, 2010

A Word About Fear

[Fear] is life's only opponent. Only fear can defeat life. It is a clever, treacherous adversary ... it has no decency, respects no law or convention, shows no mercy. It begins in your mind, always. One moment you are feeling calm, self-possessed, happy. Then fear, disguised in the garb of mild-mannered doubt, slips into your mind like a spy. Doubt meets disbelief and disbelief tries to push it out. But disbelief is a poorly armed foot soldier. Doubt does away with it with little trouble. You become anxious. Reason comes to do battle for you. You are reassured. Reason is fully equipped with the latest weapons technology. But, to your amazement, despite superior tactics and a number of undeniable victories, reason is laid low. You feel yourself weakening, wavering. Your anxiety becomes dread.

Fear next turns fully to your body, which is already aware that something terribly wrong is going on. Already your lungs have flown away like a bird and your guts have slithered away like a snake ... your heart strains too hard, while your sphincter relaxes too much. Every part of you, in the manner most suited to it, falls apart. Only your eyes work well. They always pay proper attention to fear.

Quickly you make rash decisions. You dismiss you last allies; hope and trust. There, you've defeated yourself. Fear, which is but an impression, has triumphed over you ...

The matter is difficult to put into words. For fear, real fear, such as shakes you to your foundation ... nestles in your memory like a gangrene: it seeks to rot everything, even the words with which to speak of it. So you must fight hard to express it. You must fight hard to shine the light of words upon it. Because if you don't, if your fear becomes a wordless darkness that you avoid, perhaps even manage to forget, you open yourself to further attacks ... because you never truly fought the opponent who defeated you.

pp. 161-162
Life of Pi by Yann Martel