On the Boat Again
stuff about breakfast and other things deleted - maybe I'll work them
in somewhere else
11:20 AM -- on the boat
We took bottom sediment from one site near the harbor already. It looked oily
and smelled a little of oil too. Andrey called it an example of the anthropogenic
factor. We're slowing down approaching the next site..
The Next Site
I dove for an hour or so off a rocky beach where fresh water comes down from
a cliff and flows into the bay. Sergey and Andrushka and I dove near
the shore. Alex and Vladimir went out deeper in the rowboat. Sergey found
one mussel. I found none. Andrushka found none. Alex and Vladimir came back
with a small bag of them thanks to Vladimir's scuba expertise.
The water was somewhat turbid. In places the bottom was covered with new
sediment washed down by recent heavy rains. I saw lots of small to tiny crabs
scuttling among the rocks, a few snails (moon snails I think), a few oysters
(not many) and lots of sea grass. No jellyfish. Other molluscs were whelk-like
things I don't know the name of. We rowed back to the boat and now we are
on our way over to pick up Margery, Maurice, Genia, Tania, and Andrey who went
ashore at the fishing pier before we left to go diving.
3:55PM -- on the boat
Our next site after lunch was even closer to the fresh water outlet from the river.
Alex and Vladimir did not find any mussels here. They took some bottom sediment
samples. The rest of us went swimming off the boat. The water was warm.
I swam laps around the boat and stayed in longer than anyone else. It felt
good to be in calm warm water under a clear blue sky surrounded by green hills -
summer at its finest!
What else? Oh yeah, after our first stop I helped clean the rocks and seaweed off
the mussel samples. Alex took my picture doing it so I'll have something to show
the folks back home.
thoughts on the long ride back to port
Andrey and Yaroslav (Slava) are eating crackers with chocolate
peanut butter. Vladimir is putting away his diving gear. Margery
is reading a novel, High Flight, which she promised
to give to Andrey when she leaves.
The water at both sites has been fairly warm. These guys think it's cold,
but for me it was a treat to swim without breaking out in those little
red cold bumps I get at Salisbury.
Genia brought us plums from her garden for breakfast, and she cooked
a chicken and dumpling soup for lunch that would cure anything. We also
had some kind of fried egg thing with lunch. And apples, pears, and more
plums for dessert.
Slava is reading English Through Pictures.
This journal is fairly random. By the time I sit down to write I have
often forgotten what I wanted to say. Culture shock and jet lag
are both to blame I guess. Either that or I really am developeing
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