Sunday, January 31, 2010

The Everglades: Part 2

So here I am. Sunday a week from leaving for New Zealand. Feeling a little nervous for sure, but hey, who doesn't. Haven't really started to pack, I'm saving that for tomorrow :)

Day 5
That night was one of the warmer nights, I actually wasn't freezing! Looking back on the trip, I really loved the nights. Apart from the cold of course, but that isn't really something you actually remember; its only something you look back on and think is funny. The nights were nice because of how quite it was. No cars, motors, plans, urban life doesn't exist. What you hear is the waves, birds, insects. And the stars, I don't know if I mentioned the starts, but there are so many. They're so bright. I just love it.

The morning was wonderful. I was the first one awake. My alarm clock were hunting osprey, how awesome is that. Walked around and saw the sun rise while picking up driftwood. The decent fire made it a lot easier for everyone to wake up to I think. We packed up pretty quickly and got out early. I hate to admit it, but I got us on the wrong track :/ But it was fixed and we all got some extra paddling in which is fine by me any day.

We went through a quite calm channel really quickly and found our next island really easily. Around the island we saw a huge school of fish (I was def excited to try out my hard practiced cast net skills). Our new island was Fakahatchee Island, it was recommended to us by someone at Ivey House. The really cool thing about Fakahatchee is that it used to a settlement (I'm not sure exactly when because there is hardly any info online) but I think it was sometime in the 40's through the 60's. So there are some really interesting ruins on the island such as some old foundations, cisterns, appliances and the most creepy of all were the grave stones :x

This island was a lot different from all of the other islands, there was only a small area in which we could pull up the boats. After we set up camp, Dr. Holt lead us on an 'expedition'. It was great, we saw so much! The island was very unique in the fact that you could really see the progression and the ecotones. It was great, there was so much diversity. Dr. Holt was pointing out many different air plants, moss, lichens, orchids, cacti, trees just plants in general. The island was huge, and the trails after a while weren't marked well. I was in flip flops and was slightly sad for sure.

When we got there, Chris picked up a red fruit from a cactus and asked Dr. Holt what it was, and Dr. Holt was like "A prickly pear fruit! Wonderful!" From that moment on, we scoured the island for these delicious red fruit. The were so delicious. When we were walking around the island, we saw wild papaya. We decided that these were left over from the settlement. Unfortunately, we didn't find any ripe fruits, and let me tell you that unripe papaya is not tasty at all, it dries your mouth out horribly. It was a lot of fun climbing tress, old walls, under brush and exploring.

I think this is a good time to mention the fact that these islands are made up mostly of oyster shells. We were lucky to see the the various stages of the growth of these islands. They start off as oyster bars, and as they die, new oysters colonize and grow on top of the dead making the oyster bar grwo larger and larger. Then finally the top starts to poke out from under the water and finally a tiny mangrove takes root. After this happens, the roots trap
sediments and the island grows into what we know and love!

On the way back we got a little bit lost, but self proclaimed 'path finder', Andy, got us back in the general direction and Siobhan and I took it from there :) On the way back, she and I were commenting on how the large 'fields' of this plant 'Mother in Law's Tongue' looked so nice and how we wished we could get ours to look as good, I didn't notice her duck under a pretty significant limb. So having my mind on something totally different, a baseball cap impeding my vision, and my afor mentioned 'lack of grace'... yea, you guessed it. WHAM. Siobhan though that a tree fell or something. Nope, my head meeting a branch. I saw stars. That lump was there for a few days. Ouch.

Back at camp we all just sat and talked. Dr. Holt though after looking at the there was rain in our forecast for sure :( But little did we know how sad those days would be. John Knepp, Chris and I wanted to go out and try to find that huge school of fish and catch a few for dinner. So we loaded up a canoe and headed out. While out there we didn't really see anything, but we had fun exploring the little coves and oyster bars. We came back, grabbed a bag, Emily jumped in and we went to go get some oysters :) We spent some time grabbing oysters. These oysters were a lot bigger than the ones we had the night prior at Round Key. I found some baby sea cucumbers :D

So this is a nice little side note, for some reason that evening, I walked down to the waters edge to check on oysters which we had put in a bag and tied to a tree in the water. Wasn't really thinking and just walked right into the water with my sneakers on :( Bad news bears.

The rain was suppose to start around 8, but that time came and went and there was nothing. Thankfully we set up a sweet tarp overhang thingy for over our cooking area :D That was a very good idea. We all tied down our rain flies and hit the hay. Around 1 am, I heard light rain and freaked out in a sleepy daze, grabbing everything that was touching the edge of the tent. We didn't know how waterproof these old tents were, but no matter how waterproof they are if something touches the sides the water gets in and soaks everything. And thus began the time of a thousand rains.

But seriously, it rained a lot.

Day 6
So, it rained. Woke up and it was raining. Of course I put my sneakers right where a stream formed and they were not dry, in fact they were quite wet. So the day was spent in flip flops. It was quite cold. We couldn't get a fire started, and everything was wet. Most of us spent the day in the tents reading, playing cards, sleeping, and not much else.

It was pretty great though, at one point Lauren was down at the water's edge and saw one of those darn elusive tricky Gafftopsail Catfish. She called to Dr. Holt who ran down and soccer kicked it out of the water! It was epic. We couldn't really cut it's head off the usual way with the knife, so Chris kinda... well... tore if off :/ it was gross.

I made a soup out of the catfish because we couldn't get a fire going to cook it that way. So I got a pot of bay water and boiled it with carrots, potatoes, onion, the fish and some lemon pepper seasoning. No one really thought it through, and we didn't' really think about how the salt would become super concentrated. So it was extremely salty. But tasty especially with how cold it was.

The island acted like a giant sponge, and the water that was coming off the island that day and even the next was amazing. It was so warm, it felt like bath water almost. And when it hit the bay it would steam.

That nights dinner was exceptionally good. We made Bear Creek Creamy Potato soup with little canned shrimp and extra potatoes added. It was amazing. When we were cleaning our dishes, we noticed that there were many little polychaete worms, and then some little minnows appeared and finally these amazing needle fish. the water was so cold that you could just scoop the fish up with your bear hands. So cool. But some of the larger ones would get pissy (of course) and whip there long bodies around and bite your arm. They had long sharp teeth, you didn't feel them, but they drew blood. Had some nice little cuts from them. Overall, we decided that we would just let the pots soak overnight.

Day 7
This was day was very nice. We woke up and it had stopped raining and it was begining to finally dry off. It was a pretty lazy day, and we just kinda wandered around the island. It had a great start when Emily spotted a significant school of fish. So I hustled and grabbed the cast net. It was glorious. A nice catch considering that there was a very small place to cast out without catching a branch. The catch was mostly what were learned were mostly mullet, some needle fish and there were these great big fish with an underbite and a significant black lateral line. We didn't eat them because I couldn't figure how to kill them, and we weren't %100 sure they were safe. So we threw them back. Turns out they were Snook (google image search them, they can get to be HUGE). So these fish were gutted and eaten for lunch. Good idea, delicious outcome, full bellies for all.

I should add that it was still cold, and that we woke up to frozen pots ;) But we were able to finally get the fire started! So we all started to dry out our soggy sneakers. After lunch I was feeling pretty restless, and I decided to go for a canoe ride. Phoebe, Andy and John Dryburgh joined. We just went for a paddle to a near by cove. It was troublesome because there were so many dead fish. They just littered the bottom. Because of some suspicious algae, it was decided that we weren't going to eat the oysters.

Day 8
This was our last day out. We woke up and didn't rush to much. I think we got out around 9:30. At first we were a little turned around trying to find a 'shortcut' that didn't make us paddle through Fakahatchee Bay because of the wind. But in the end thats where we went. It was awesome because they didn't believe the way I suggested, but it worked like a charm! It was awesome, I think that I'm getting better at navigating ;)

The paddle overall was really great. It was easy and calm . Once again we saw a lot of dead fish. But this time they weren't tiny fish but rather huge ones. Snook, mullet, catfish and even tarpon. It was incredible the number of dead fish. Andy and Emily even saw a dead Skate. It was highly unfortunate. The fish kill we decided was from the cold snap and that they couldn't handle the prolong cold. A good side to this was the number of sea birds that were brought out by the prospect of a quick easy meal.

It was really funny what some of the people were thinking of to get them home quickly. Some people wanted a shower, others a cheeseburger or a coke. For me, it was a can of Spaghetti-o's.

Once we got back to the Ivey House, we cycled through a shower and a load of laundry washed, we went for a walk around Everglades City. It was a lot of fun. There wasn't a lot of things to do, but it was fun to walk and see the sites. We found a great little place Camilia Street Grill. It was so good! I had fresh salsa with Indian Fry bread, Grouper Sandwich, and Key Lime Pie. Soo good!

That night, we all (including Pat) played cards and just re-lived the trip. It was so nice to relax with everyone in warmth!

Day 9
So the next day, we found that our flight was delayed. So some people went to the Ranger Station, but the group with me went to the Everglades City Muesuem. It was a really nice muesume that was very informative and fun. They talked about hermits, the road from Miami to the west cost of Florida, the old way of the glades, the native people, how the national park came to be. It was all very interesting. After that we walked around to some shops and ended up in a second hand shop. The ladies there were so funny and the kept talking to us! Telling us stories about what they do, and people they've met. Pat even got a new TV.

Once we got back, we met up with Fred and loaded up the car. We headed off to a nice little area the Ivey House calls 'manatee' pond. It was a little stream/drainage area where the manatees gathered together to stay warm. There were so many! You could really only see their noses when they came up for air. But there were a couple rolls and a few tail flips :) Oh, and babymanatees are adorable, like little baked potatoes floating around. Love it.

That was also the only place where we saw alligators. They were pretty big to be honest. I still wish I could have seen them in the wild when we were paddling or camping just to see how I would actually react. Because looking back I feel like it wouldn't have really been a big deal, they don't move awfully fast unless they're hungry or agitated. I I think that in a canoe, I don't really fill the food category. None the less, I'm still glad that I got to see some . Would have been a shame after the huge deal everyone made back at home about being careful about not being attacked not to have even seen one.

After that, we piled back in the van and stopped at Cyprus National Park. They had a nice little boardwalk that you could do that showed you briefly the nature of the area. One of the neatest things was this really large and supposedly old Bald Eagle nest on top of an old Cyprus tree. The Eagle wasn't in the nest at the time, but later on we did see it fly above us. Very cool. No matter how many times you see one, you still get a thrill from seeing that huge, distinct, well known bird right near you.

After that, it's pretty basic. Got the the airport, security thought I was under 18 twice, Chris almost got sent back because his boarding pass didn't match up, Knepp and Siobhan were searched, thought I lost Dr. Holt and Lauren. But nothing bad happened.

So over all it was an amazing trip that went really well. I saw so many things and learned so very much. I wish that I had my camera and that I took more pictures in general. But hey, hopefully I can go back next winter to do Turner River in a kayak. Next thing is to get ready to go abroad. Fingers crossed!

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

The Everglades: Part 1



So at the beginning of January GeoClub went to the Everglades for about 8 days. It was a pretty epic trip. Of course in true GeoClub fashion, we ended up going during the coldest snap in decades! I'm pretty sure the state saw record lows. Anyway, here is a short synopsis of our trip :)

Day 1
We left on January 4th from BWI to Fort Myers. Flight went pretty smoothly and we were picked up no problem by this interesting individual named Fred. He was our 'taxi' driving. We stopped at the Naples Wal-Mart to get food and supplies. But guess what... they were out of propane, as were all the surrounding Wal-Marts. What are the chances. Around 8:30pm we got to Ivey House which ended up being really nice. But I wasn't so sure at the beginning. They wouldn't let me rent out the canoes until I had a back country camping permit from the park, but the park was closed when we got there, and I had no way to get there. They girl at the front desk said to me "well its only a mile and a half walk". Awesome way to start the day I suppose.

As I finished up the paperwork, I told everyone to bring the gear into the rooms and then head off to dinner (seeing as how everything at Everglades City closed between 8:30 and 9). The one guy Pat (who was a really great guy) told me that tomorrow I could just borrow a bike to ride to the station. I was really grateful. At the restaurant I had fried gator tail! It tasted pretty much like chicken, but tasty none the less :)

Day 2
The next day I woke up bright and early! Just kidding, I only got up around 7. I got to the ranger station right around when they opened which was nice, but when it was all said and down, it didn't really buy me anything :/ The strange thing with the Everglades National Park is that you can only reserve campsites 24 hours in advance. Needless to say, there were no campsites for us. But Pat helped me find some other sites.

We headed out around 11, just as the tide was going out. I was so excited to be finally getting out on the water after all of the planning and waiting. I absolutely love to paddle. But when Dr. Holt gave me the nautical map, GPS and said tell us where to go... I was definitely nervous. Anyone will attest to the fact that among the things that are not my top qualities, navigating along with grace. But hell, I went for it.

We started off at the boat launch at Everglades City and made our way up the moterboat channel known as Indian Key Pass. We saw a bunch of boats and some other paddlers. The funniest thing was this site seeing boat called The Manatee Two which seemed to be almost zig zagging around. You could hear the captain say "on the left side we just saw a flipper" and everyone with the cameras would run to that side. Flipper sighting! Ha ha. But some people in our group actually saw a dolphin! We all saw a couple of dolphins as well ahead of us swimming around. Most definitely a great way to start the trip.

We made awesome time. Going almost all the way to the Gulf by lunch. After that we decided to cut through Gaskin Bay to seek some protection from strong winds coming from the north into our faces. But protection was relative. We really had to fight and to be honest, I was worried for a while that we weren't going to make it. I can't even imagine what it would have been like right in the Gulf of Mexico. But we pushed through it and just barely made it to our first campsite by dusk. We spent the night outside the park. Across the channel we could see Tiger Key which is still in the park. The key we stayed in was called Camp Lulu Key. It was great, there was a little fire ring on the beach, and we had a little cove in some sea grapes to set our tents and stove up :) Pretty much the perfect beach campsite.

That night the stars were amazing, it was so clear and they were so bright. It may have been bright, clear and beautiful, but man was it freezing! No one was really ready for the cold at all. Most of us had sleeping bags rated at around 40 degrees, but it easily got to the 30's.

Day 3
The next morning I woke up fairly early and walked around the island. It was neat because the tide was going out and I could walk out onto the mud flats while the sun rose. There were many beautiful shells, my favorite were the Lighting Conch. Dr. Holt joined me and we started to collect Giant Atlantic Cockles. And as time went on, more people showed up as we explored the exposed bed. Later I cooked the cockles for lunch, a bit gritty, but tasty :)

So before we left, we decided to purchase a cast net. A group of us decided to spend the
afternoon trying to figure it out. Finally we did, but didn't really catch anything. So it was suggested (by Dr. Holt I think) that we get into a canoe and paddle out into the bay were a pylon was located. One person would hold said pylon while another threw the net. Seemed to me like a good idea, so Phoebe, John Knepp and I headed out. There were a few problems with this plan.
  1. The pylon was a lot further out than we though
  2. The pylon was whole whole lot bigger than we expected and there was no way anyone was holding onto it
  3. The wind had picked up and started to push us away from Lulu and into the Gulf.
Awesome... I think not.

Well, long story short, I threw the net a few times, caught nothing, we almost tipped like 4 times, and we called it quits. I must say though, it was pretty hilarious both at the time and now looking back. How silly we must have looked.

So we get back and I start to teach Chris how to use the net when the group besides us casts out for the first time (they had just gotten there about and hour and a half early on top of this) and pulls in a huge freaking load of fish. I was like 'you're kidding' and Chris and I ran over. The group was an outward bound group of middle schoolers from West Virginia and they had two guides with them. After a bit of small talk, the guide said they had more than enough fish and asked if we wanted some, I said sure. Apparently part of the deal though was that we had to kill the fish. So after learning how, Chris and I grab a fish and go for it. To kill a Mulllet (the type of fish) you just put your fingers under the gills, your thumb on their forehead, say thank you fish, and yank back. Just like that.

I struggled with my fish flopping around, I ended up squezzing it between my knees and almost wrestling it. But Chris just went at it. Bam, first head snapped and fish blood everywhere. It was a squirter. The looks on the middle schoolers face when they saw Chris standing there with blood dripping down his hand giggling, me also with blood all over me seeming slightly confused was enough to make them all take a step back mouths agape. Their leader asked them if anyone wanted to try. Big surprise when they said no? Nope. Even bigger surprise when they took another step back? Nope.

So Chris and I returned to camp with 8 very dead, bloody, slightly decapitated Mullet. Thankfully John was there to teach us the ins and outs of prepping fish. And my, were they the tastiest fish ever? Maybe? Probably? Most definitely.

Paddling out to Round Key
Day 4
That morning, Chris, Andy, Emily and myself went to go and scout out our next proposed campsite. Round Key. It was about a 45 min paddle North, and there was almost no wind! Amazing! The site was amazing and we called on the walkie talkies to tell everyone to pack up. We got to this new site in great time and were able to walk and explore the extensive sandbar that jutted out from the island. Dr. Holt help John Knepp, Chris and myself harvest some wild oysters :)

While we waited for the fire to heat up enough we all explored the very tiny island. It was rather lovely with many weathered trees, amazing views and an osprey nest. The sunset that night was absolutely amazing. The colors were so bright and vivid and we had an uninhibited view out onto the Gulf of Mexico.

Let me just take a moment here to say how painful oysters are. Harvesting them, cleaning them, eating them. They may taste delicious, but my hands hated me! I think for every 14 oysters I harvested, 6 I cleaned, and 18 I ate, there was at least one cut on my hand. It was a blast sitting there with our knives prying them open, eating them, and then chucking the shells over our head.


Well, I think that half way for the trip is enough for now :) I shall finish this up Thursday perhaps. And just a quick New Zealand update, exchage rate is for every US dollar I have 1.4 New Zealand dollars! I received my plane tickets in the mail the other day as well. Only 12 days till I leave. Oh my indeed.

Friday, January 1, 2010

Cardinalis cardinalis


Happy New Year everyone :) Here's to the new year and a new decade.

These pictures are of the mating pair o northern cardinals (Cardinalis cardinalis) that live near our house. It was great to see them in the fresh-ish snow. Interesting fact is that for a while, the male and female cardinal were believed to be separate species. My friend Grant also told me that females pick their mates based upon the color of their face mask and beak. The darker the facemask, the more testosterone the male has which would make him a poor father. Also, the beak color indicates how healthy the male is. Darker beaks mean more parasites. Neato!