Thursday, September 13, 2012

Day 75 - Shell We?

Date: 9/13/12
Location: Costa de Oro, Costa Rica

Word of the day: Hembras - Females

8am wake up. Matt makes the usual silver dollar pancakes and we go about 4 rounds of 5 pieces each. When they are bite sized, they just go down so easily! HT.com updates.

Tomorrow the boys (Matt and I) get out numbered by the girls. A volunteer from San Miguel is heading over here as the House of San Miguel is being packed with 11 or so new volunteers. There is also a new research assist that will be joining us as well for the remainder of this project. It will certainly be interesting to see how the dynamic of the group changes. One of my favorite things to do when meeting new people is write down my initial thoughts about the person, a first impression. At the end of the trip/school year I look back and ready the thoughts. It's funny how things evolve.

In preparation for the newcomers I help tidy up the house throughout the day, starting in the morning hours. Lotti stops by the house to return my precious... bicycle. She has it in her procession the last couple of days because Matt rode it into town, where someone was supposed to fix it. Well like most things in Costa Rica, it took a little longer than expected to get fixed. Pura Vida. At last it's back. While at the house we update her on the needs/wants list, or current standings with the project site as well as upcoming projects we will be working on. Lunch.

After lunch I attempt to add some braces to my new turtle bag dryer, in order make the horizontal pieces more ridged and firm. After some time of debating method and materials I would use, I finally came up with a plan. As most things do, each time I make a brace and tie a knot, I find a better way making it. Needless to say, the next time I make one of these or something with similar structure it will be far more advanced.

Clean Beach. Find Mangroves. Run. Shower. Sunset.

Prepare Dinner. Still on my Calzone-like kick, I convince (not really hard to do) Matt and Courtney we should have Empanadas for dinner. I mean, who doesn't like dinners stuffed in a dough?

SIDE-NOTE: This meal was really inspired by the greatest taco on earth (according to my taste buds), from El Charro's. Their "softshell" are to die for. So having this mouth watering thought run through my mind all day, I scour the internet looking for a recipe to mimic these shells. I find something that seems like it would work, or so the author of the blog has foretold.

Dinner. The empanadas using the above dough/shell described for the outside casing was stuffed with cheese (thanks Courtney for the donation), sauteed onion an pepper, served with guacamole (after the avocado was being stubborn and did not want be pitted with ease) and home made salsa. If only we have left overs...

Update HT.com. Patrol.

9:30pm, I bike solo to the south only to find one poached nest. Other than that Nada. Siesta. 2:30am I head back out on the bike to patrol the beach to South. This time I find two poached nest. FML. These tricky poachers... Luckily I have a new trick up my sleeve.

Sleep.

Lesson:
  • It's how your tie it, not how you lace it. 
  • If you plant it, it may grow. 
Food: Empanadas filled with sauteed onion an pepper, served with guacamole and homemade salsa. 
Animals: Crabs, Dogs, Birds, Mosquitoes, Stingray.

Something I am thankful for: Stubbornness. Being a Taurus (Zodiac Sign) and Ox (Chinese Year Animal) I can be exude this characteristic. However this is not always a bad thing. I tend (and try) to use this when I feel a task has been not to my satisfaction or I know (selfishly and being a semi -perfectionist) that I would have to be redoing the work of other, or just simply would rather have it my way. Usually it works out for the best... for everyone.

Something I don't want to admit: I burnt myself while cooking. Lately (within the last couple of days) I have grown a potty mouth while cooking. The absence of a baking/cookie sheet and tongs, in my arsenal of cooking tools is usually the root of the problem.

Total Nest I have saved: 26
Total Nests Poached on my Patrol:24
Total Turtle Eggs I saved: 3,127
Total Baby Turtles I Released: 40
Days of Rain: 46/71

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