Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Summer Recap



The summer is coming to a close, and my internship at Biscayne National Park is over.


It was an incredible experience and one of the best summers of my life. I’m extremely grateful for the opportunity to create such a strong connection with the ocean, as well as the opportunity to conserve and preserve my home state’s natural resources. I did and saw things that I would’ve never been able to otherwise; surveying for sea turtle nests, administering sub-surface reef surveys, and even catching lionfish.


The battle to protect sea turtle nests from predators and tides was the greatest challenge my team and I faced all summer. We repeatedly underestimated the strength and IQ of hungry raccoons. They found ways to dig under our protective screens, and would even camp out nearby to watch mother sea turtles lay eggs at night. As soon as the mother turtle returned to the water, the glutinous raccoons would devour each and every turtle egg without a second thought. We lost many nests to severe predation, but when we did save a nest, it was an extremely rewarding feeling for the entire team.


Surveying reefs for invertebrates was by far the coolest responsibility I’ve ever been delegated. We surveyed 12 different sites, which were all different and beautiful in their own way. Some were merely 6-7 feet deep, and some were an intimidating 33-35 feet deep. Since the creatures that I surveyed for are primarily bottom-dwellers, the 33-35 ft depth proved to be one of my greatest personal challenges of the summer. Only during my final week of free diving was I able to reach these depths. It was one of my proudest personal accomplishments of the summer. What’s even greater is that all of my data that I worked so hard to collect is now being used to track the fragile condition of those reefs. I am so honored to know that my efforts will contribute to preserving one of Florida’s most valuable resources.



Catching lionfish. Now here’s a task that seemed endless. First, a little background info: Lionfish are native to indo-pacific waters and dawn numerous venomous spines that can have paralyzing, and sometimes fatal results. They were first spotted in Biscayne National Park during the summer of 2009. This year, they were spotted again in May 2010. During the course of the summer, lionfish sightings became a regular occurrence. Since lionfish have no natural predators in Florida’s waters, they pose an extreme threat to our natural ecosystem. The lionfish, much like raccoons, are glutinous eaters. They will eat fish that are nearly their own size in one quick gulp. Our new mission for the summer was to catch as many lionfish as possible. During my internship, we totaled over 80 lionfish, varying from 1 to 6 inches long. Many theories have been proposed as to how these lionfish arrived in Florida. Some believe it was due to Hurricane Andrew; when so many homes were demolished or flooded, people’s exotic “pets” broke free and found their way to the bay. Others believe it’s due to cargo ship’s bilges; the ships would accidentally capture lionfish eggs or fully-grown lionfish in indo-pacific waters, travel around the world and, upon arriving to their destination, would dump their bilges releasing the lionfish into a new and extremely sensitive eco-system. Lionfish continue to be a problem in Florida’s waters. If you are a fisherman, please make yourself aware of what a lionfish looks like and do your best to either A) capture it (BE CAREFUL OF VENEMOUS SPINES) or B) report your sighting to Biscayne National Park. The eradication of this incredibly invasive species will require cooperation between everyone that utilizes Florida’s waters.


Overall, my experience at Biscayne National Park was truly unforgettable. Special thanks to my supervisors and my teammates for their support and friendship.




Next up....Aspen.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

The Many Faces of Biscayne National Park!!!


Sergeant Major




Porcupinefish (2 ft long)





Juvenile French Angelfish




Manatee




Gray Angelfish





Green Moray Eel





Spotted Scorpionfish




Yellow-Spotted Ray





Southern Stingray





Peacock Flounder






Goliath Grouper (AKA Jew Fish...5-6ft. long)

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

The Real Salt Life

The sunlight dances and shimmers on the water like it does on powdery snow. I sit at the console looking out at the horizon in the east, losing myself in thought. “Take us a little closer, Will,” my teammate Kara snaps me out of my daydream.

We’re about 200 yards off the east coast of Elliot Key in a 22 ft Boston Whaler named “Speedy.” All the boats at the park have names: Science 25, Laguna, Interp Whaler, etc. We’re on the ocean-side of Elliot Key every morning for at least a few hours to survey 8, sometimes 9 beaches for endangered sea turtle nesting activity. All the beaches have names, too: Petrol, Sawyer’s Cove, Palm, Tannehill, etc. Each beach has it’s own story and character. Barricaded by jagged rocks, strewn with trash, and overrun with mosquitoes, these beaches aren’t the white sandy beaches southern Floridians are used to.



Biscayne National Park is my new home (and workplace). It’s practically a dream come true. I’m living near my family, doing what I love to do, learning new things, and helping conserve and preserve my own backyard.



Biscayne National Park covers over 200 square miles, 95% of which are underwater. There are countless reefs and islands, as well as an awesome collection of 1940’s vacation homes that were built on stilts, aptly named “Stiltsville.” My friends and I have countless memories in and around the bay…especially around Stiltsville ;).


When my teammates and I aren’t surveying beaches, we’re surveying reefs. Snorkeling/free diving is a new thing for me and I’m beginning to love every minute of it. Sitting in the dive door, listening to the rhythmic crash of water on the boat, I take my time preparing to enter the water. Fins, mask, and snorkel are the essentials, then comes the extra equipment for surveying the reef: a 4 lb. weight attached to a measuring tape reel and my data sheet/clipboard. For a beginner free-diver, swimming with the extra data-collection equipment proved to be more challenging than I thought. It’s a bit tedious, but being in the water around the reefs is still as peaceful and enjoyable as ever.


As I swim along the surface, the only sound is my own breath. I focus on keeping it slow and steady as I make my way towards the reef. The sheer natural beauty of the reef is mesmerizing every time; the way the sunlight cascades down from the surface and flows along the ocean floor; the curious look from Angelfish and the intimidating stare from barracuda; the barrage of colorful coral and the incredible sound of silence while diving. All of these sights, sounds and feelings come together to create an incredible experience that provides a truly pure sense of connection with the ocean.



In light of the Deep Water Horizon oil spill, and the fact that it could very well reach the east coast in the coming months, I consider myself one of the luckiest people in the world. I could easily be one of the last sets of eyes to see this amazing park in its natural state.


I encourage everyone to explore Florida’s and all of the East Coast’s amazing beaches & reefs before it’s too late (and also not to purchase BP gasoline!)!


HELP PROTECT OUR REEFS!!!


RECYCLE YOUR GARBAGE!!!!

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Rapid Fire: Life Update!!!

It's been wayyy too long since my last post. So much has happened in the past couple of months that I don't even know where to start, which is why I haven't posted in a while. I haven't had time to write or even think!!!

For now though, here are a few highlights from the past couple of months:

The end of my season in Park City was EPIC...long story short: During the last week of the season, we got 8 FEET OF SNOW IN 7 DAYS!!!! TRULY UNBELIEVABLE SKIING!!! Fresh tracks and face shots all day, every day!!!


My roadtrip back to Florida was silky smooth thanks to awesome japanese toyota engineering, great friends, and super comfortable couches. Shout out to Zach, Amy, the Margols and the Fier-man for some great times.


After arriving back in Florida, my sister and I left for Israel 4 days later. The 10 day Birthright trip was exhausting, exhilarating, and completely enchanting.



After Israel, Andrea and I flew to London, with an 11 hour layover in Brussels. We made the best of our day-long stay in Brussels by consuming as many sights, beers, chocolates, and waffles as we could.


After Brussels, we spent 5 wonderful days in London with our grandparents. We wined, dined, shopped, and relaxed. It was fantastic.

After arriving back in the states on May 20th, my new job at Biscayne National Park began on May 23rd (like I said, I haven't had much time to breathe much less think or write). The job has been incredible and it gets more exciting with each day. I'll add pictures and write more about the job on the next post.

LIFE IS GOOD!!!!

Friday, March 12, 2010

Eastern Promises

For so many years, I dreamt of moving out west. My friends and I would talk about it throughout high school and college. “I wanna move out West; I need to be in the mountains,” I would say.

When I was given the opportunity to make the move out west through my job offer at Bryce, I grabbed life by the horns, packed up my car, and did what I had wanted to do for a very long time. It's been the best move I've made in my entire life [so far].


I thought that it would make me happier, that I would feel more at home in the mountains. But as time went by, and as I explored more and more of Utah's majestic landscape, I began to realize that Florida was, is, and always will be my home.


It wasn't the mountains that I was attracted to, it was the active lifestyle that so many people achieve while living here. I never had that in Florida, and I totally blame myself. I blame myself for not having lived the active, outdoors lifestyle that I crave. I’ve wanted to get my scuba diver’s license for so long and just never got around to it. Same thing goes for sailing and free-diving...I just never did enough of it. I’ve never really taken advantage of Florida’s rich natural environment to the extent that I should've.


Now, I have that chance. Today I was offered what could be my dream job: Fish & Wildlife Natural Resource Intern at Biscayne National Park. Over 300 people applied, and 3 people got the job. I was one of the lucky few.


I came out west and gained some of the most practical and amazing work experience in my life. I've been trained in archaeology, invasive species control, wildlife monitoring, air/water quality testing, and even skiing! Now, I’m ready to bring my new skills home. I can't wait to be a part of the amazing conservation effort that the National Park Service makes for my home and it's future generations (my family included!!!). Not only that, but I want to be a part of the reason that high school and college kids start saying,


“I want to move out EAST!”


Sunday, February 21, 2010

Wake-Up Call

It started out as a great day. I woke up, drove to the canyons and had planned to ski for a few hours then go into work for the evening shift.

The snow was pretty good, there was an inch or so of fresh everywhere and I was enjoying myself. I met up with some friends and we started hunting for powder stashes. We found one that we kept lapping. It was a gorgeous aspen stand and we were lovin it.

On my last run, I decided to hit a jump that I had been eyeing throughout the day.

I never knew that it would be the worst decision I had made all season long.

I came down from the jump perfectly. I had my knees to my chest and it seemd as though I was gona ride it out smoothly. But I landed too hard and too fast for my current ski setting. One of my skis popped off and my boot dug into the ground. I tomahawked once then just kept tumbling.

Once I came to a stop, I started making the most horrific noise I've ever heard. I was choking for air and the first thought that ran through my head was that I had a punctured lung. My friends immediately took off for ski patrol. The other friend stayed with me asking and telling me "What hurts?" "Don't move!" I couldn't answer. I still couldn't breathe and now my arms were tingling and I was losing feeling. I couldn't move without excruciating pain shooting through my whole body. I've never experienced something so painful and so scary at the same time.

After what seemed to be an eternity, ski patrol finally showed up. They immediately gave me oxygen and began talking to me. I had caught my breath by this time and I was able to speak to them clearly. I was happy to hear my own voice, knowing that I hadn't had any neurological damage. Thank god I was wearing a helmet.

Because of my contorted body position, it took ski patrol about 30-40 minutes to get me on a backboard and onto the sled. They took me down to the closest road and loaded me into a ski patrol truck to take me down to the ambulance. Once I was in the truck, I completely broke down. I had been focusing on keeping my composure for so long that I didn't have a chance to just let my emotions run free. I'd never been so scared in my entire life. As I was staring at the ceiling of the truck, with tears streaming down the side of my face, a million thoughts began to race through my head. What if I broke my back? What if I become paralyzed? What if I have internal bleeding? Right then, I realized how precious life really is.

I got to the hospital and spent a few hours there. Getting CAT scans and talking to doctors and nurses about my condition throughout my stay.

I ended up walking out of the hospital with a minor fracture in my ribcage and a severely sprained neck and back.

I'm sorer than hell and I can't move too well, but I couldn't be luckier or happier with how this ended up. It could've been a whole lot worse.

I've never taken life for granted, nor will I ever, but this wake-up call, this slap in the face from life has definitely made me realize how ridiculously dangerous skiing is. Who thought of this sport? "Hey I'm just gona go about 50 mph down this mountain on a couple of sticks. Doesn't that sound like a good idea!?" Don't get me wrong, I definitely plan to keep skiing, but I am going to become a bit more conservative with my style, though. And I won't try new stuff on my last run of the day! Always use your last run to just get down the mountain safely, damnit!!!

Anyway, I'll be taking it easy for the next few days and hopefully I'll be skiing and working again next week. Many thanks to those who visited me in the hospital and helped me get home. Thank you to my family and friends for your thoughtful phone calls and messages. I love you all so much.

And remember...no matter what life throws at you, always keep a positive attitude!

Friday, December 4, 2009

Good News & Bad News

GOOD NEWS: I got the job as a ski instructor!!! WOOHOOOOOO!!! :)

BAD NEWS: I have training camp tomorrow (Saturday, Dec. 5th) and will most likely miss the most important gator football game of the season. :(

There's always a sacrifice, I guess.