L'amour d'escargot

After a wonderful dinner at Bistro One, a restaurant not to far from us, we were out in the parking lot when Katrine mentioned the snails were out. The first one we found was next to some guano, so we found another one. Low and behold, as I was about to take pictures, we found another two, being quite amorous. Well, I should say we think they were being amorous, but apparently, when snails actually do mate, they come up together neck to neck. You can read more about snails, love, and their nasty little love darts here.

Shipwreck, and NC-17 rated stuff

My boyfriend came down at the beginning of July, and on one of my days off, we borrowed the car and went looking for the obsolete, desolate beaches that nobody goes to. The roads were bumpy, but the views were spectacular. We went to one beach where the slope down was so steep, we decided that short of hiking gear, we couldn't make it. Of course, some spear fisherman came up the slope in fip flops, so I guess we just don't know the trick!

On our way, we passed Morgan Lewis Beach, which is where we saw that spectacular leatherback turtle (check the archives!) laying her eggs. A beach on the map, but no signs indicating where it is - just a pair of tire tracks! There is a half of a yacht on the beach, and as part of my experimentation in post processing with pictures, I stuck a texture payer on it, and did a lot of fiddling around. I kind of like the effect, but I realize it's not everyone's cup of tea. If you hate it, I'll still like you :D

Up next, we have some NC-17 rated pictures of mongooses. Mongooses were introduced to the island in an attempt to control pests, presumably rats. Now, they are a pest in themselves - elongated rats! However, we've got a family (maybe more than one) on the complex. During breakfast, we were treated to a little bit of lovin'. The male would chase the female around the yard. When he finally got a hold of her, he would hold her around the stomach and lift up and then stand on her hind legs to try and get her to sit down. He was only successful about 1 out of 4 attempts, as they would run into the bushes and then appear again.

If it is the same family, they've got some babies as well. Today I saw a juvenile mongoose try and jump up a small ledge, miss, and try again. When he finally got up, he was so excited, he started jumping - almost like skipping around.

Anyways, a friend has mentioned interest in writing a book on animals and mating behaviour. Maybe these pictures can get used?

The British Invasion

So we've had two British blokes who go to uni in Newcastle here for a month. Tonight, they decided to make a nice pork casserole and baked potatoes with garlic bread for dinner. As we're waiting, working on whatever needs to get done, Andrew comes in, and hesitantly says 'uhm, we've got a slight problem here.' Needless to say, there was a grease fire in the oven, where the spuds were baking. After much running around to shut the gas line off, find the fire extinguisher, and get it out, we were left with a lovely smoking mess.

The pork casserole was delicious, however, despite the adventures surrounding dinner. We teased them about the extra carbon taste in our meal, and we've dedicated Johnny Cash's Ring of Fire song to them!

Women in the Workshop

As part of Katrine's project, we must remove some damselfish. She has tried relocating them, but they have some type of built in homing device and almost always end up back at their territory. Short of loading them into a boat and taking them to th other side of the island, it means removing them. To accomplish this, we spear them. However, when you hit a rock at close range, the spears bend a lot, making them difficult to use again. We needed more, so Katrine got more metal rods and the two of us headed over to the workshop to make the points and the notched ends for the elastic. We got to learn how to use a grinder and a metal file and made a whole slew of new spears for the team. Who needs men? :)

Grooming

AS I've posted earlier, there are green monkeys who wander around the institute. Sylvain and I were sitting outside working when we heard this odd noise. It didn't sound like a bird, so we went to investigate. There was a female sitting on a roof calling. She had an itch or something so at one point was scratching her leg at the same time.

Sure enough, a male showed up, and the two of them sat together on top of one of the buildings. The female groomed the male, looking for parasites and gunk on him. They moved around a bit, and then up into the trees, and then seemed to go their separate ways.

I had run for my camera as soon as we saw the female, fully expecting her to have left by the time I got back, and I was very happy to find out she still there!

Cheers

Hawksbill Babies Release

So the turtle folks dropped by last night with a bucket of baby hawksbill turtles that had hatched and were making their way to the posh Sandy Lane lobby instead of the ocean. I mentioned it in a previous post (with the crazy picture of the huge leatherback turtle), but the babies us the ambient light of the ocean to orient themselves to the water. The problem with all these fancy hotels who insist on keeping their lights on (because the customers want to see the ocean apparently) is the turtles think the hotel is the ocean. The turtle people get called in, they collect them, and the take them to another part of the beach that hasn't been over run with hotels and bright lights.

So, we walked up the beach a short way to heron bay where there are no hotels. We got some of them going, but a good portion of them hadn't woken up yet. The first bunch got off to great start, but then the rest just kept on sleeping. We tried some tricks to wake them up, but they seemed to enjoy their snooze. The turtle folks got another call so they gathered up the rest and said they'd try another time when they were a little more awake

Moral of the day: if you go to a beachside hotel that has known turtle nesting spots - tell the managers to turn off their lights at night!

Oh, and yes, I did ask if I could use flash. They said as long as the flash was coming from the direction of the ocean, it was fine.

Trumpetfish

This is a trumpetfish. They are very cool fish that look very weird. Their mouths are at the end of their snout, or whatever you call it. Cameron mentioned how it must be weird to be able to see your own mouth and what you eat while you are eating.

Birds!

In honour my friend in Montreal who is an avid birder, I went through and found some more pictures of birds that I haven't put on my blog yet. It's been fun down here as there is now a couple of folks from Harvard working on evolutionary development stuff on birds here. They were originally going to work with Galapagos finches, but apparently obtaining permits has become incredibly difficult, so they are now working here in Barbados. So, one of them is working on the bullfinch, and the other is working on the bananaquit. The first two pictures are the bullfinch, and the thirds is the bananaquit.

Next up is the Gray Kingbird (thank to Cameron Rutt for the positive ID!). The bananaquit, loggerhead and one of the finches pictures were taken during the course in May at Gay's Cove on the east side of the island. The other finch pictures is an overzealous finch who enjoys finding the crumbs in the dining area.

Lastly are egrets (cattle I think). About a five minute walk from the institute is a large tree that the egrets go to to roost for the evening. As the sun sets more and more and more egrets come flying in. It's a spectacular sight, and gives my zoom lens a good workout.

St. Jean Baptiste Day

So today is St. Jean Baptiste Day. To everyone's amusement, nobody seems to really know what the day is about except it's a really good excuse to eat food that's bad for you and drink a lot. So, like the good people we are, we celebrated St. Jean Baptiste day Bajan style. We made poutine, except we had no cheese curds, so we used cubed cheddar instead. To those who don't know what poutine is, it's french fries, poutine sauce (like a gravey), and cheese curds. It's very bad for you and very yummy!

Then we made a fire (sort of) in the BBQ and Ian shows us how to roast marsh- mallows properly. Audrey's boyfriend and his cousin were in Barbados for the weekend, so it was a great time for everyone!

The infamous gorilla tripod made an appearance as well, much to everybody's amusement.

Monkey Sea, Monkey Do

On Barbados, there is one type of monkey, the green monkey. They are originally from West Africa, and were brought over about 350 years ago. They are a regular sight here at Bellairs. We have a fabulous mango tree on the property,and we actually end up competing with the monkeys to make sure we get some. The tree has just started to produce massive amounts of fruit, so it's mangos for breakfast everyday!

I had brought my underwater casing for my little Canon, but right before I left, the CCD chip blew out. It's a known problem with certain models, mine being one of them. Chris was ever so kind to take it to the service centre where they sent it off to be replaced and even shipped it back to is (in Montreal). In the meantime, Sylvain happens to have the exact same kind of camera, so my casing has been put to good use while done here. So, first, there is a golden eel. I had to remember how to do custom white balance - so using the sand, I managed to get it working decent enough. A little processing with photoshop, and voila, a very cool looking eel. The other shot is of a spotted trunkfish. The best are the juveniles. They are about the size of a pea and completely black with yellow polka dots. Some great pictures were taken, but I'm not sure who has them, so if I get a chance, I'll post them. Here, we affectionately call them petite pois (little pea).

Sadly, Holga has passed on. The night before, she was traumatized by a cat that was trying to get to her and managed to knock her cage off the table. She survived that, but we think the stress put her over the edge and she died the next day. RIP Holga.

Common Ground Dove

Maria and Cameron (I hope I spelt the names right!) are in doing research on malaria in birds. It's not a form that humans can obtain - for those of you that were worried! They were using traps on the site to catch some birds. They caught this beautiful ground dove, and were showing me how they collect their data. They place them in a sack to weight them, and take a tiny blood sample. They then use callipers to measure things like beak width and depth. It was very cool. Maria is from Sweden and is doing graduate work in St. Louis, and Cameron is from Pennsylvania and working with her as a research assistant. They'll be back at the end of the month, so it will be interesting to see how the rest of their time in the Caribbean has been!

Life through Holga, Death Through a Stranger

Meet Holga. She was found after she fell out of her nest right before I arrived here in Barbados. She's a green throated Carib hummingbird (thanks to Cameron Rutt for the ID), and she is the unofficial mascot for our team. Tropical birds are notoriously difficult to raise in captivity, and she's gone through a couple moments where she didn't look so great. I don't think she'll ever get to the point where she will be able to be released. She can't fly, and is a bit helpless when she falls of her perch. She does have an amazing tongue with which to get nectar and stuff.

We also had a strange visitor. This white and yellow pigeon-like bird started to come by the station. We had two people in doing research on malaria in birds in the Carri bean. Maria mentioned that the bird didn't look so great - it had parasites and seemed to be injured somehow. It was also hoarding all the bait in the traps. Two days later, we awoke to the bird lying on the walkway, ironically surrounded by flowers of the exact same colour. Down here, mother nature has her own way of disposing the deceased, so we let it take its' natural course. I was going to take a picture of it when it was alive, but I figured I'd do it another day.

Moral of the day: don't wait until tomorrow what you can do today!

Blue Moon

Once in a blue moon, we actually get a blue moon. I remember when someone explained what a blue moon was, and I finally saw one, that I was incredibly disappointed that the moon wasn't actually blue. Well, it's got a slight blue cast, but I digress. I suppose I could have manipulated the picture, but I decided to save manipulation for the other picture.

So during the course, I did an impromptu mini showing to some of my friends about the wonders of photoshop. I know very little, but I was able to slap a texture shot (mundane dead coral shot) over a silhouette picture I'd taken at the beginning. I ran it through a draganizer action, and voila, digital art! I kind of like the effect of this one, though I know it's not everyone's cup of tea.

Mon Équipe et le Fish Market

SO now that the course is over, the real work begins! This is the team I will be working with this summer. Bridget and Audrey are volunteers as well. All of us are majoring in Bio at McGill, and we did the tropical ecology course. Vanessa and Sylvain are at U of Laval and Trois Rivières respectively, and Katrine is the person we are working with, and her boyfriend Sébastian is also working with us as well. We're looking at longfin damselfish and territoriality, and how changes in density will affect them. It is a very cool project, which entails us either swimming or taking a boat to get to our study sites.

We went to the fish market in Hoistens. It's a crazy open market area with vendors and tons of stalls sering fantastic Bajan food: grilled dolpinfish (mahi mahi), coleslaw, macaroni and cheese pie (YUM), and other goodies. It's normally right on the beach, but they are doing renovations so it's across the street right now. There is also an area where they blare a random mix of reggae and old pop tunes. There was one guy who was really into his dancing. What we couldn't understand is why he danced with these crazy industrial rubber gloves on. He did eventually take them off. He also lip synched African Queen to a little girl in a carriage who was less then amused by his antics. Lots of fun and good food!