Monday, April 16, 2012

Mister skinny fish!

Mister long and skinny fish, how did you get to be so long and skinny?




(He was actually trying to pick a fight with my camera, he was repeatedly ramming his nose into the lens port for almost a minute while I took these pictures)

Saturday, April 14, 2012

Contrary to the rest of the world, come Easter time we don't have a rabbit that runs around the island hiding colored eggs for people on land to find. No, instead of an Easter Bunny, on Kwaj we have an Easter Sea Turtle (Which makes a heck of a lot more sense, when you think about it) who swims around in the lagoon the night before and hides eggs for snorkelers and scuba divers to find.



Me being me, I had my camera with me and as such was more distracted by taking photos of stuff, rather than trying to look for eggs.





Woo, found one! (little purple thing, under the right part of the anchor)



And another! The Easter Sea Turtle was sneaky with this one, the color of the egg blended in with the coral quite well.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Sea Turtle release

On March 7th, 2012, our two long-time residents of the Dr Ott Turtle Pond on Kwajalein Atoll, Big Guy and Speedo, were released back into the wild after having spent their lifetime so far in captivity. After having a full medical exam, being tagged with GPS trackers and having a "B" and "S" painted onto their backs, they were lowered into the water and let go.

We all wish them the best of luck, but this was a fairly contentious issue on the island. Of primary concern was that these turtles have spent their entire lives in captivity and as such have apparently no fear of humans; Big Guy especially seemed to like people, and when you'd walk along the edge of the turtle pond he would often follow you, probably hoping for some tasty snacks.

Best of luck, Speedo and Big Guy. We'll all miss you.



Friday, March 2, 2012

Sunday, February 19, 2012

The single life



How did the guy at the store know that I was a bachelor just by looking at what I was buying? It is a mystery . . .