Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Unsupervised morning tracking

After our 8-12:30am patrol with Emma, our awesome Director, we rushed to rinse off the turtles brush-offs, and sleep, because at 5:50am three of us were heading out by boat unsupervised to start the boca tracking run and nesting survey.

Boca stands for the place where the river and the ocean meat, making a boca (or mouth) shape, also known as one of the pophlar poaching and killing spots. We are about 3 miles south from here. Today, We surveyed and measured more than 25 nests, counted about 150 pairs of turtle tracks, of which aporx 1/3 loked like succesful nests (need to check on my guesstimates) and only about 5-10 were poached or attempts to poach.

Im not gonna lie, felt kinda cool to be going out on our owm, and seeing how much we've already grown.

One thing i am noticing i personallh will have a hard time with are being mean and shooing the town dogs. They come up so friendly and googly eyed, and we are bei g trained as seeing them as manipulating enemies of the cause, because the ultimately dig uo nests and sometimes attack turtles. I cant, and today i had a nice dog follow me for about a mle before i asked my teammate to be mean for me. My theory is if theyre fed and given water, they wont need to eat the nests. Temptation is too big. Hmmm, che un promblema cui. Dont be surprised if i come back with 4 manolo lookalikes.

Come back drenched in sweat and starving at 10am, quick breaky, flwd by escavation presentation (tomorrow we will do our firtst) - these only happen after the 65 day marj of a nest weve been monitoring, to see the success of the nest, measuring shells, piped shelled, embrios, and complete embryos. Weve been warned to go on an empty stomach just in case...

Didnt retain much info at prestatn and wish i had telepathy w my ipad because my mind is kiccuping between excitment and lots of ixeas of what to write, then spasing because it needs some rest.

Attempt to nap for 45 min in our dorm/ aka inferno, before the next presenation on stc.

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