November 7, 2019 Johnston Update
Just
a little over a month until our ride arrives! I could write some stuff about
time flying and blah blah blah but I don't like dwelling on that kind of
sentiment more that I already do inside my own head. Somehow putting that out
into the universe feels like it compromises my karma. So I'll stick to the
facts!
Our replacement crew
has been confirmed to have reached Oahu and I can just imagine them running
around like chickens with their heads cut off, shopping and quarantining and
packing just like we did when we got to Oahu. I hope they get to do at least
HALF of the cool things we got to do as a group for team building and overall
adventure. One of the kids is from Lopez Island! Pacific North
Westerners/Island kids unite!
I've started a
countdown whiteboard so that the arrival of the IMUA doesn't take us by
surprise. We have a lot we want to get done before they get here and we'll have
to devote all our time to training the new crew and unpacking and storing the
huge amount of supplies they'll have to bring. The Johnston CAST program has
had a little change in operations, the crew after this next one will be
arriving via plane! That means the next time Steven gets deployed he and his
crew will only be able to bring one travel trunk each and possibly a small
pallet of supplies. So Margeaux, the other crew leader, the one who is coming
to replace us in a month, has to bring enough supplies for two crews!
We also have a funky
survey schedule that will make the changeover even more busy. As I've said
before, we survey the Mean Incubation Count (counts of all birds from egg stage
to fledgling stage, a good way to measure the breeding population &
success) of Frigates, Tropic Birds and Red Footed Boobies for each species.
Because we can't survey multiple species in a day and each species has a
different Mean Incubation Period (how long it takes a bird to go from egg
to fledgling) the surveys sometimes overlap but we have to shuffle the
schedule around by a couple of days in one direction or another to make it
work. An example is the Red Footed Boobies, we SHOULD survey them every 46 days
and we allot 3 days to check all the nests on the island but we can skootch the
survey up or back a day if absolutely necessary. This JUST happened to us, we
had 3 solid weeks of MIC surveys and it kicked our butts. Luckily we won't have
to worry about the next Frigate MIC, it's far enough in the future that it
won't be impacted by the changeover week. The Booby MIC is fine as well because
it can be shifted a day or two and will end up being the first survey the next
CAST crew will do completely on their own. The Tropic Bird MIC, however,
presents more of a problem. Even if we shifted it a day or two it still falls
smack in the middle of the changeover! So the administration had to decide if
it would be something the my crew does on our own while other people handle the
changeover tasks, or it would be something the next crew has to do on their own
(keeping in mind they wouldn't have had ANY training on the search patterns,
how to locate a nest or how to determine a chicks age), or if we use both crews
to complete the survey AND the training AND the unpacking of supplies. They
opted for the third option so now we just wait for the IMUA and to see how it
all shakes out.
I also have two crazy
bird "attacks" to report, they both happened last month but the
update I tried to send out previously mysteriously disappeared and I blame the
shoddy Johnston internet. The first encounter was while I was on an evening
run. I typically don't end my runs on the East part of Refuge Road that goes
along the asbestos dump because the trees make it quite dark after sunset but
the one time I finished that way I got what I thought was a cute accompaniment
by a pair of Short Eared Owls. I thought they were just innocently interested
in a human traveling through their area at a strange time of night but then I
felt a not so benign yank on my ponytail. I spent what was supposed to be my
cool down racing back to camp looking over my shoulder and yelling at the owls
as they swooped at my head over and over again! It took my quite a while to
calm down from the adrenaline rush they caused me!
Jake and I shared a
less than ideal encounter with a Frigate mother during the last MIC. Jake was
attempting to determine the age of a fairly large chick when the mother
unexpectedly swooped in and reached for his head, knocking off his hat. I
realized it wasn't going to let him get close so I attempted to survey the
chick from a different angle while Jake kept the mother busy. It did not work.
The mother came after me and forced me to turn and run. Because it hadn't
actually touched me as I ran away, I was laughing at the ridiculousness of the
situation and not keeping track of where the bird was. Big mistake! It was almost
as if she attacked me BECAUSE I was laughing. I can still recall her beak
scraping along my scalp. She ended up yanking a decent amount of my braid out
and came away with more than a few of my hairs in her beak. I wasn't laughing
then! I sprinted away and it took, Sarah, Jake AND Ryan to finally survey the
chick, fortunately no one else felt the mother’s wrath, although I'm pretty
sure Ryan was disappointed he didn't also get attacked!
In the evenings I have
been observing the night sky for the last couple of weeks and am pretty happy
with the number of constellations and stars I can identify now! I of course
knew Ursa Minor but it is in such a strange location compared to back home.
Here it is just above the horizon and on even a partly cloudy night it's
impossible to see. I've consistently found Cassiopeia the Queen, Cygnus
the Swan with the big star Deneb, Lyra with the big star Vega, parts of Draco
and Hercules and the majority of Sagittarius. I have also been finding Antares
of Scorpius just above the horizon. It is sometimes the only star that is
visible in Scorpius and it is so bright red I originally thought it was a
plane. Just yesterday I found the Lagoon Nebula right next to Sagittarius.
Sometimes in the morning I can easily find Orion and the Pleiades. I've always
been able to identify Orion but now I know the name of some of his stars, his
shoulders, Bellatrix and Betelgeuse and his foot, Rigel!
I have attached some
pictures of the human-built whimsical gems you can find in random places around
Johnston.
First, our "Wall
of Dead Things". The doors to our Ant Cave have perfect shelves for all
the weird thing like skeletons and washed up flotsam that crew members have
collected over the year. I've added a number of skulls and dried fish as well as
the lyrics from Mr. Ray's song from finding Nemo.
Sometimes animal 'attacks' are not always territorial parents. Often the young who are learning how to hunt have not yet developed the critical thinking to consider whether a 'prey' might just be too big to kill. Sounds like Jake's friendly frigatebird was obviously a parent, but if the owl was a young, it was just practicing on you!
ReplyDeleteLove the flotsam, especially the little plastic army man with a bird skull as a head and the Olympia beer can. Although it's a sad sign that they are showing up on Johnston instead of being recycled.
More on the birds of Johnstoll Atoll https://www.fws.gov/refuge/johnston_atoll/wildlife_and_habitat/birds.html
ReplyDeleteSo wonderful to hear about your adventures, been such an opportunity to learn, impressed with your study of the stars. You will have to teach us too. Miss you and will be soo glad to see you when your back. Grandpa is doing great, I'm sure your Mom and Dad have told you. Please keep your blog going we love it. Love You Lots. Gram
ReplyDeleteWow, Anna! Few people can say they've been attacked by an owl! Glad you made it out of that okay. Maybe the owl could get a gig as a personal trainer?
ReplyDeleteI know that you said you have mixed feelings about leaving but I selfishly want you back in civilization so that I can see you again. We will miss you at Thanksgiving. What are you going to eat?
ReplyDeleteThis is from Uncle Steve
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