Monday, July 23, 2012

Day 23 - Camera:Dead

Date: 7/23/12
Location: San Miguel, Costa Rica

Word of the day: Ropa – Clothes
Turtle Fact: One batch of turtle eggs can have up to 4 different fathers in the same nest.

  • For whatever reason, crabs love string and will chase after it.
  • If your going to be a hero, make sure your camera is in a safe place
  • Everyone is not made to be a work horse
  • Clean clothes feel/smell awesome - just make sure they dry all the way through
Wake up at 8:30am. I update my journal and eat breakfast. Matt ended up making egg sandwiches. I am glad another male/co-worker that I will be living with can cook.

After breakfast I wash my clothes. This consists of filling up a tub of water, mixing in the laundry soap and letting your clothes sit for a period of time. After sitting for a while, you take your clothes and rub them on each other, loosening up the dirt and hopefully removing the dirt/coconut/food/blood stains you may have. Afterwards you ring out your clothes and dump the water. Refill the tub with fresh water and submerge your clothes. Ring out your clothes once more time and hang them on the line, in the sun to dry for the next 6 hours. VOILA – clean clothes.

Lunch. After lunch, Matt, some volunteers and I head to Costa de Oro to set some posts. After crossing the estuary at high tide we start measuring out 100m at a time and continue down the beach. Each post from 2 – 45 (the first post would be technically the estuary) is marked with some oil based paint on a large piece of drift wood. This driftwood is then dug several feet into the ground on a higher bank of the shore (in hopes that a large wind gust, a high tide nor erosion will knock it down). After getting up to the #10 post, we call it quits for the day.

After getting back, we get ready for dinner and head over to Alvero’s. Eat. After dinner I head to the Flying Scorpion for some fast Internet. I catch up on journals, social media and worldly news via my good friend, Brian Fox – good times. I head back to the house for a cat nap and then prepare for patrol.
Alfredo and I walk solo along the south stretch. No tracks, no turtles.

Food:  Orange Fanta and Coca-Cola out of a glass bottle
Animals: Lizards, Pelican

Something I am thankful for: Being a guy. Us men (for the most part) don’t have to worry about the same things women do on a monthly basis.

Something I don't want to admit: My digital camera got wet. After crossing the estuary for the first time, I set down my bag on the shore, thinking it was high enough I headed back to the other side to assist the other volunteers crossing over (that didn’t end up crossing in the end). Regardless, a large wave came and washed my bag several feet into the estuary. I chased after it. Everything was wet, including my camera. FML. Anyone want to donate a camera?

Days of Rain: 9/19
Total Turtle Eggs I have saved: 258

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