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Barbara and Her New Toy on the Yukon
Jul 30th, 2007 by Mikey

Black Sea Nettles
Jul 30th, 2007 by Mikey

2 Yukon Dives + Black Sea Nettle Footage
Jul 29th, 2007 by Mikey

OK, I’ll concede it’s a little weird to name your new High Def Sony camera after the Hindu Goddess of Luck, but when you’ve paid as much for it as my dive buddy has, I say you can pretty much do what you want with it.

We also name our Scuba tanks, too, but we won’t go into that here. :-P

Suffice it to say that after much waiting [and more waiting] for Gates to finally release their underwater housing, we finally got to take it into the water on Saturday, christening it on the Lady Yukon. The thing in its housing is the size of a small Volkswagen with handles on either side. And, it’s almost perfectly neutrally buoyant and can be held with one hand. Wow.

Oh, and the Scuba Do is back in service too……..Yee Ha!

Dive #1 [Actual: #710]

Location: Wreck Alley, Yukon

Time: 11:30 am

Max Depth: 100 ft.

Surface Conditions: calm

Viz at Depth: 25 ft. +

Temp: 56 F.

Mix: 32%

Dive Time: 45 mins

Critters seen [and videoed]: uncountable schools of Blacksmith, Black Surfperch, Rubberlip Surfperch, Painted Greenlings, Senoritas, Gopher Rockfish + YoY [Young of the Year, with white spots], Cabezons and ISIFS [I'm Sure I'm Forgetting Something]: oh, yeah: like huge Black Sea Nettles…..

OK, so motoring out under warm, sunny skies to Wreck Alley Sat. morning with the 2 Charleses [Prof. Charles and Charlie] and NOAA Jim, we encountered something in the water that was an excellent augur for what was to come later: large, Black Sea Nettles, some up to 3 ft long, floating on the surface: we saw 4 on the way out and one GIANT one on the way back, which thanks to some gutsy videoing on Barbara’s part, we were able to get some excellent ‘up close and personal’ [some might say bit 'too' up close] footage of.

Because it was so extraordinary, and so you don’t have to wade through two dive reports to get to it, I’ll present it [ and the video] here, then you can go back to the reports later if you want to.

So, on the way back from Wreck Alley, we began to see more of the large, purple Sea Nettles drifting along on the surface, until eventually, we came across this absolutely HUGE fellow, nearly 4 ft long, from bell to tip of tentacles; so, we slammed on the brakes, so to speak, and screeched to a halt next to him. I took the helm, while Barb grabbed Lakshmi to record the event.

At first, she tried simply lowering the tiny Volkswagen and its housing over the side of the boat, into the water, to record this guy at the surface as he drifted by, but Lakshmi was so heavy, that it proved to be a back-breaker, so I, being ever the Master of the Obvious, suggested she zip up her dry suit, grab a mask and just jump in the water with the camera, which she did. Splash! with just mask, suit and fins on: right next to this rather scary-looking 4 ft. long Black Sea Nettle.

Unfortunately, in her haste to capture footage, she forgot a weight belt, which meant she couldn’t dip down under the surface too much, but she vented the suit and was able to get rather alarmingly close to this huge fellow and film him in all his glory, which you can see here:

URL: http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-6051089875946375881&pr=goog-sl

early sections of the footage are a bit choppy, due to the bobbing up and down effect of being on the surface, as well as it being the first day with a new and very large and unwieldy camera housing, but once it settles down, you’ll see some extraordinary, up-close footage of this puppy.

You’ll note his bell is torn as well, by objects or creatures unknown, of the deep.

I don’t want to think about who or what would mess with this guy–do you? Unless it was just a chance encounter with a boat propeller.

OK, now back to the dive report.

So, tying up to the Stern mooring buoy of the Yukon, we all suited up and teamed up, with NOAA Jim and Charlie making one buddy team and me, Barb and Prof. Charles the second, although, as I was quickly to realize down below, it was really: me and Charles as one buddy team and Barb and her New Toy, the other team.

Actually, since it seemed to take forever and a day to get the new ‘toy’ prepped and in the water, Charlie and NOAA Jim decided jump in first and ‘meet us down there.’ It’s not a good idea to keep Jim waiting to go diving. Trust me on this one.

We ended up meeting them, coming up at the end of their dive, as we finally descended, 30 mins later.

But, they had scooters to play with, so they didn’t care.

Anyway, so Prof. Charles and I formed a natural buddy team, as Barb did with her camera and the three of us [the 4 of us?] dropped down the Stern line to the bottom and made our way past the Mortar Bay towards the Rear Guns, where I encouraged Prof. Charles, who had a small handheld digital camera with video capability, to film Barb as she cruised about, attached to this huge behemoth of a housing, slowly turning it this way and that to capture video footage. I thought one photographer filming another would be kinda cute.

Huge schools of Blackmith fish flitted in and around us as we cruised towards amidships.

We paused at the Rear Guns, now completely covered in White Metridia and Strawberry Anemones, glowing a rich white and pink in the early morning light.

Schools of Black and Rubberlip Surfperch cruised about lazily between us, gazing curiously at us.

We dipped under the ship to check out the Barred Sand Bass who usually reside here, before slowly ascending up towards the superstructure in front of the guns, also covered in White Metridia and Strawberry Anemones.

I guess wielding the huge housing caused Barb to use more air than anticipated, because soon she was giving us the turn around signal and Prof. Charles and I agreed and we began the long trek back to the Mortar Bay.

Along the way, Prof. Charles and I penetrated one of the cutouts and then descended down into the big hold in the bottom of the Mortar Bay, emerging to Barb’s surprise, through a small cutout at the far end, which didn’t look large enough for one diver, let alone two, to fit through, but our slim, girlish figures let us slide out, but not before I accidentally triggered another one of my now [in]famous ‘California Sea Cucumber landslides’ inside, causing it to ‘rain’ Sea Cucumbers all around us. They must really hate me.

Ascending slowly up the anchor line, Barb was able to get some good footage of everyone coming up below her and some of the schools of fish, which came out really nice.

After a leisurely lunch of cheese sandwiches, salt and vinegar chips and fresh picked cherries, it was decided that we would stay over Lady Yuke for a second dive.

Dive #2: [Actual: #711]

Location: same

Time: 1:30

Dive Time: 35 mins

Viz at Depth: 25 ft. +

Temp: 56 F.

Critters: same as above

Mix: 32%

OK, since this was the second dive in the same location, I’ll just mention the details that were different. so as not to drag this report out too long.

This time, Prof. Charles, I, Barb [and the Camera Housing the Size of a Small Car] dropped down the hull side, down by the huge propellers, covered in White Metridia and cruised along Graffiti Alley, before ascending slowly up over the hull and the Miniature Kelp Forest on the Starboard side and doing the ‘Wheeee!’ thing down over the superstructure, parachuting down just in front of the Mortar Bay, startling a rather large school Rubberlipped Surf Perch.

Then, Prof. Charles and I decided to be a bit adventurous and when Barb wasn’t looking, we snuck around to the hole cut out in the Stern side, leading to Burma Road and, seeing light streaming through the skylight the next room down, carefully made our way through, until we found ourselves in the adjacent chamber, where we then made our way up about 8 ft. until we popped out in the miniature Kelp Forest above on the Starboard side, gently swaying in the current, where we surprised Barb, who had been looking for us on the other side of the Mortar Bay. BOO!

Unfortunately, being the consummate air-hog that I am, even a High Pressure Steel 100 is no match for my bellows- like lungs, which always think I’m using a HP 120, and to my chagrin, I looked down to see I was running embarrassingly low on air.

So, sadly, I signaled Barb and Prof. Charles that I was heading for the surface and that they should stay behind and enjoy themselves with Barb’s New Toy, which they were happy to do, waving at me as I made my way up the line and towards the surface.

Altogether, it was a great day on Lady Yukon, topped off with the amazing close encounter Barb had on the way back with Giant Sea Nettle, with the video footage to prove it.

PS: she obviously has footage from the Yukon dive itself, as well, but judging from the length of time it took to edit and add music to the Sea Nettle footage, which is only a few minutes long, it may be a few months……er, a few, days, before that gets edited and posted.

As Dr. Bill will no doubt corroborate, each minute of shot video footage seems to take an hour [at least] to edit; and when you shoot a lot of video, you find that editing takes up most of your free time.

Another day in Paradise, folks! :)

Aggressive [and Big] Humboldt Squid [2-4 ft. Long]
Jul 25th, 2007 by Mikey

Humboldt Squid Invades Central California Waters: Are We Next?
Jul 25th, 2007 by Mikey

http://www.signonsandiego.com/news/state/20070725-0335-odd-jumbosquidinvasion.html

Jul 23rd, 2007 by Mikey

Mikey Feverishly Workin’ the Slate….
Jul 23rd, 2007 by Mikey

On the Boat at Pt. Loma: "You Want Us to Do Whaaat? HA!"
Jul 23rd, 2007 by Mikey

Reef Check Training: An Exercise in Humility
Jul 23rd, 2007 by Mikey


Thought my diving buddies might be interested in an account of our experience with Reef Check California these last two weekends.

Think of it as sort of a Marine Life ID and Science Diving Bootcamp if you will.

Actually, Reef Check [not to be confused with Reef.org] was set up in 1997 to monitor the health of coral reefs worldwide and to train volunteer divers to collect usable scientific data for coastal and marine life ocean managers and policy makers, such as those who have set up the Marine Life Protect Act and the MLPA programs off the coast of California.

It is not an advocacy group, but a science-based training organization whose goal is to train volunteer divers to collect and submit data based on scientific protocols, developed by marine biologists.

When I first heard about them 2 years ago, I wrote the head of their California training program and asked them when they might be offering their training program in San Diego. He wrote back and said they had just begun in the Bay area and would most likely be offering training in Southern California in summer of ’07 sometime; so, we let them know we were interested and to sign us up.

Barbara and I had been working with a local group called Coast Keeper here in San Diego and had been actually ‘Science-Divers-in-Training’ with their marine biologist, Colleen, for the last two years, who through sheer coincidence, ended her contract with Coast Keeper last June and signed up with Reef Check just last month.

So, we thought: great! This’ll be a ‘skate’: having trained under Colleen on band transects and quadrat surveys for two years, and then continue on with her in Reef Check, how hard could this be, right?

Brush up on our transects, review a few fish, and we’re home free, right? Wrong!

Since one of the goals of Reef Check has been to ‘refute the naysayers,’ scientists who said that volunteers ‘can’t be be trained in scientific protocols,’ they decided to make it as tough as the programs for marine biologists. That way, they’d know that whoever made it through the program would have had the same basic training as a marine biologist and could submit quality scientific data.

It started last weekend with a sort of crash course in ‘species identification,’ covering 35 basic species native to the California Kelp Forest ecosystem, following by an ‘ecosystems’ and scientific protocols intensive.

Now, bear in mind here that Barbara and I been doing marine life surveys for both Reef.org and the Coast Keeper marine biologist Colleen for over two years. It didn’t make us scientists or Ph.ds, but we had certainly covered many of the basics.

It was just as if we were starting all over.

I knew I was in trouble when I couldn’t pass the 35 species fish ID test, where pictures were flashed at us from slides every 3 seconds and, among other things, we had to distinguish between over half a dozen species of California Rockfish and 5 species of Abalone, which are notoriously hard to identify, even for professional biologists.

So, despite the two years we had been doing this, the first weekend resulted in a solid ego-battering: failure on the first test, with an opportunity to retake again at the end of the course. OK, fair enough.

Then, they got us in the water.

After one day of pool practice, this last weekend, they had us out in the ocean at Pt. Loma, laying Fish Transect Lines for Fish Surveys in 40 ft of water, plus Invertebrate transects and something horrendous called UPC: Uniform Point Contact lines, where you have to identify the exact geological and biological substrate along each yard of a 30 meter line and mark it on a nearly incomprehensible data sheet.

This involves sticking your finger in the ground under say, the 2 meter mark, and identifying what lays beneath, down to a depth of 10 centimeters [oh, yeah: the whole course was in metric, really great for us Americans who never learn the difference between a millimeter and a centimeter].

After burrowing down through various layer of seaweed and algae, you had to identify the substrate as: cobble, boulder, bedrock or shell.

Plus, we had to measure the angle and depth of the terrain: did it drop 10 centimeters away from the line or 30?

This had to be done accurately for each meter along a 30 meter transect. With an instructor hovering directly above you to see if you were doing it right.

Then: on the Algae line, we had to identify accurately 9 separate species of algae: Giant Kelp, Bull Kelp, Sea Palm, and a species we grew to hate: known rather ominously as Pterygophora, which sounds like some prehistoric flightless bird, and was always wrapping itself around our faces and masks in the surge and current during the surveys, giving the claustrophobic feeling of being wrapped in seaweed, unable to see an inch in front of your face.

Macrocystis had to be counted by the number of stipes, which sometimes numbered in the dozens per plant. And some species of algae were so numerous on the bottom, it was literally impossible to estimate how many of them there were and where one alga began and another ended. The instructors laid down transect lines through vast forests of Giant Kelp and Laminaria and each plant had to be counted. Down to the individual species. And, Giant Kelp, Macrocystis, had to be counted by the number of stipes per plant, which sometimes numbered over 50 per plant.

And, none of this, of course, included the Fish ID transect, which had to be laid out according to a compass heading given by the instructor and the fish counted as you ran the line out, with your buddy by your side.

Probably the most humiliating part of the whole thing was the ‘after action reviews’ we had from the instructors after we has surfaced: the ‘critiques’ we received on our performance.

I’m sure all of you know, as divers, how, underwater, the simplest task can turn into a nightmare, when combined with low visibility, surge and current and laying out scientifically precise transect lines and gathering scientifically accurate data, for non-scientists, is no exception.

OK: so suffice it to say, almost nothing went as planned: divers got tangled in their transect lines, our faces got wrapped in Pterygophora, almost all of us got kicked in the face by a diver ahead of us on a transect line, stirring up debris and ruining the data.

Actually, it was a miracle we didn’t have any accidents, as all the divers in the class were advanced: this is NOT a class for basic, Open Water students: you have to have you buoyancy and SCUBA skills honed to a fine edge to avoid panicking in some of the situations we found ourselves in.

And, the hardest part was the fact that, we were competing with people who where already marine biologists in the class: we had two guys from NOAA, one of whom was a [get this] Abalone Expert, who counted and identified abalone for a living for NOAA.

Plus, the fact that, a scientist would swim along the transect lines both right after it was laid, to count the species themselves, and them swim along with us, to see how many we missed.

How can non-scientists compete with professionals like that?

It was a massacre, let me tell you. An ego-crushing nightmare.

Saturday, we did 4 dives: two ‘practice’ transects followed by two Test Transects, where our counts were evaluated against those of the scientists and graded.

We ended the day physically and mentally exhausted, knowing from the critiques we had received that we had not done well.

Sunday, we two final opportunities to redeem ourselves and I completely wiped out.

We were tested on our Fish Transects, Algae Transects and the dreaded UPC lines for accuracy and species count compared to what the scientists had.

During the UPC Transect Survey, I had a scientist swoop in on me [I had forgotten she had been hovering directly above me the whole time, as she wasn't part of our group] and stab a finger at my slate and then another at my transect line, to point out that I had fallen behind by 2 meters in my count of the substrate underneath the algae forest, so I committed the most unpardonable sin in science: I ‘made up’ or ‘inserted’ data for the missing two meters, which I neglected to verify myself: in other words, I filled in the box with, say, ‘cobble or sand,’ without sticking my finger in to check verify first, so I could catch up on my sheet. What laymen call ‘guessing,’ scientists call ‘making data up’–the ultimate NO-NO in science.

This all came out during my post-dive ‘critique’ where I later saw the notes the scientists had written to each other about me, on their slates, about my various methodological ‘faux pas’ underwater.

They asked me: “So, you when you found yourself falling behind, you ‘made data up [guessed at it]‘?

I hung my head and confessed and they all clucked their tongues and told me there was no greater sin to be committed in science OR science diving. And, one of the scientists reviewing me was the marine biologist we had been training under for the past two years: Colleen. My embarrassment was complete.

My whole sheet of data had to be discarded. And, this was our Final Exam.

Needless to say, at that point, I knew I was pretty much doomed.

Barbara fared slightly better, having been good, but ‘borderline’ on many of her surveys, they decided to let her pass, but not without letting her know that she ‘squeaked’ by [barely].

There was one finally humiliation in store for many of us: the 35 Species Fish ID Test, where the slides of each species are flashed for 3 seconds each: several of us had failed it at the very beginning of the course, and even by the end of the class, after countless hours spent with flash cards late into the night, we still couldn’t pass it on the final try and get the require 85%.

Part of the problem was: you had 3 seconds to both identify the species AND find in on the sheet and write in the answer and it was here that many of us fell hopelessly behind: 3 seconds was just not enough time to do both. There was no mercy.

The NOAA guy failed the course–not the professional abalone counter, of course, but his colleague.

I failed the course, along with 3 others out of a class of 10. That’s a ‘wash-out’ rate of 40%.

It was quite a blow to the ego of many of us, especially those of us who had been doing volunteer science diving for a number of years under the supervision of professional marine biologists.

We were told that we can keep practicing and the biologist we have been working with for the past 2 years said she’ll be happy to work with us on practice transect lines as much as we want, but many of us have the feeling that certification with Reef Check is still quite a long ways off for many of us.

Especially on those dreaded UPC lines, where you have to accurately identify the substrate along each meter of a 30 meter line, and have it exactly match that of the scientist grading you.

I take some of the blame here for letting my ego tell me that because I was an experienced diver and had been doing science diving with a marine biologist, that this would somehow allow us to ‘skate’ through the program.

We forgot that we were up against and being graded by science professionals who do this for a living.

Plus the fact that Reef Check is determined to show the scientific community that volunteer divers can be trained to submit the same quality scientific data as professional marine biologists.

And, those who can’t, are unceremoniously washed out.

In a way, I don’t blame them, because for many years, the scientific community has been saying that volunteer divers can’t be successfully trained to submit rigorous scientific data and this program is designed to prove them wrong.

But, I think we should have been told, look: you’re going to be up against scientists who do this for a living and you may not make it through the class.

Instead, it was presented as something ‘almost anyone can do,’ and it’s not.

We don’t know what the ‘washout’ rate is for their other programs in California, we suspect it comparably high and that they are ending up with rather small ‘pools’ of trained volunteer divers to work with.

But, I don’t want to sound bitter here: I certainly underestimated the amount of work involved in a course like that and, despite 2 years of science diving with a marine biologist, I was woefully unprepared for the rigors of ‘true’ science diving.

You know: just because you have good diving skills, doesn’t mean you can do everything associated with diving well, including science diving.

We may just have to leave that to the professionals for now.

That’s my tale.

Moral of the story?

How about: “Know your limits and stay within them” [and leave science to the professionals] LOL!

My Opinion on the War in Iraq
Jul 18th, 2007 by Mikey

In the spirit of ‘truth in advertising,’ I’m posting my bias…er, excuse me, my opinion, on the War in Iraq, taken from a recent email to my friend Dave in the UK, followed by his comment.

I think the US invasion of Iraq was a mis-adventure from day one: a poor idea and poorly executed.

[OK: in the interests of fairness, let me rephrase that slightly: the invasion was a superb military success; the occupation has been a disaster.]

Do I think Saddam was a bad guy? Of course. He killed thousands of Iraqis.

Do I think it was worth over 3,000 American lives to dispose of him?

Maybe.

IF he had had Weapons of Mass Destruction.

Unfortunately, he didn’t and the US was made to look pretty stupid [and so was the UK], all because of the neo-conservative obsession with disposing of him, that they have had ever since Pere Bush failed to ‘march on Baghdad in 1990-1.

There basically were no terrorists in Iraq until we invaded and gave them a ’cause celebre.’

I mean, to use an analogy, this is like the cops saying they have a huge drug dealer on their hands, with tons of cocaine in the back room and they break in and find a couple of aging hippies sitting there smoking a joint. I mean, come on!

That theory of ‘a Baath Intelligence agent having beens seeng meeting with Al-Qaeda in Prague,’ has been largely disproven and it was about the only link the American Right had to Iraq and Al-Qaeda to justify the invasion.

And, in a perfect instance of the ‘Law of Unintended Consequences,’ our invasion of Iraq had the effect of rallying AQ, and drawing in terrorists from all over the Middle East, giving Bush, in effect, a self-fulfilling prophecy on the whole thing: “See? We told you there were terrorists in Iraq!”

But, that was because we had invaded!

So……..I have been against this ill-begotten operation from the beginning and I see the ‘surge’ as just being Bush’s last gasp effort to justify the loss of over 3,000 American lives to eradicate WMDs that were never there to begin with.

And, don’t even get me started on Guantanamo Bay and the grotesque violations of human rights taking place there–talk about a ’cause celebre’ for the terrorists!

The freest nation on earth jailing people indefinitely without warrants or the right to counsel and unlimited sentences–come on!

As for ‘getting counter-insturgency right,’ we go through this in every war.

We never learned from the French experience at Dien Bien Phu in the 1950s.

We never learned from the British experience in Malaysia in the 1960s. *

And, we never learn from our own experiences in Vietnam and the rest of the world.

It seems America has to keep learning the same lessons over and over [and over] again.

*[For a good comparison between the US experience with guerilla insurgency in Vietnam and the British experience in Malaysia, see an excellent article in Wikipedia at: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malayan_Emergency See also: Briggs Plan]

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