it was the best of times. it was
the worst of times. espicially when you couldn’t see out of your
goggles. in that case
you can imagine the beautiful fish you are seeing – that makes it the
best, but it can also create dangerous situations – that makes it the
worst. sometimes even your
snorkel buddy can’t protect you from the vaggeries of the ocean.
Chris is my snorkel buddy...it began on our first day at Cabo.
We jumped into the ocean and
immediately placed ourselves in the novice group.
Beth because she forgot that she could swim with big ungainly
fins on. Chris put himself
in the novice group cause he hated the water with a passion that all the
water in the ocean couldn’t extinquish.
And then the snorkel buddiness started.
Beth was a little worried at first because she had heard a rumor
that chris suffered from severe hydroparalysis –water alergy.
However, the first few moments proved delightful – actually
chris and beth saw more colorful fish closer to their faces than did the
advanced group that immediately swam out into the lagoon and got lost
(though they didn’t really get lost, we just say they did)
.
somehow, perhaps because of our
amazing skills in the water, katja and erika put both of us with gene
helfman’s fish project. was
it an effort to rid chris of his allergy...or an effort to loose
beth to the woman eating blemmies - you know the ones that really
bite... or at least nibble … ok, mainly leave people alone, but we
heard of a friend of a friend who got chomped once.
team zissou assembled: Danielle,
Jennifer, Katie, Eben, Quinn, Laura, Gene, Chris and Beth.
our first day on project we were armed
with flashcards, pvc-pipe armlets, snorkels, fins, pencils and weighted
down with rocks, ropes, measuring tapes…with this we were ready for
the water (see above – before picture).
our goals: make permenant transects - identify fish – count
fish – record data on pvc armlet Ô
– measure rugosity (number of rocks) – remember to breath – swim
– stay warm – avoid close rock encounters – return alive with your
snorkel buddy.
results day one:
26 fish species 356 (plus or minus a few) individual fishes –
no one died chris finds he can swim with his eyes closed and good thing because his goggles are
as good as eyelids for visibility… beth is exhausted from nearly 3
hours in the frigid tropical water and nearly sleeps through dinner.
chris seems unaffected by his alergy.
day two.
we can’t find our transects.
what to do? with the aide of super swimers quinn and eben the
transects are re-located (more or less where we had left them). and the
project continued. major
accomplishments beth and chris can now both swim in a reliably straight
line…everyone appluads our progress and encourages us to work on
actually swimming below the water.
day three.
six am
. what
the heck? swimming on
an empty stomach. things
seem dangerous. we
shiver our way into the sunless ocean eagerly awaiting sunrise.
goggles in hand chris and beth make a move for the water beth
enters successfully and swims off to look for molluscs.
chris starts by examining rocks – ooops too close.
he swims bravely on. during
the first transect observations beth notices that her snorkel buddy is
leaking. beth – what
is going on? chris
explains: i was bit by a
rock. they hadn’t warned
us of the dangers of attacking rocks – blemmies yes – rocks ??
day four: freezing again in the
dusky morning. count fish, gather up our ropes and transect lines and
head for home. then
the thrilling acrobats of data analysis begin. chris
excels. beth counts – 2775
fish in total. our
p-values are in before the presentation is given – record timing.
disclaimer: no fish were harmed
this study