Wednesday, November 28, 2007

The Case of the Bloated Dolphin

Last week I was presented with a unique opportunity. Friends of mine gave me a call after they discovered a dead dolphin washed up on the beach. So I dropped what I was doing and drove across the island to recover what turned out to be an approximately 5 foot spinner dolphin calf.
It looked as though it had been dead awhile, as the skin was already starting to slough off and once removed from the water started to take on a decidedly dead cetacean odor. Dead things smell. Nobody would argue that point, but dead marine mammals take that odor and somehow ferment it. As a result flies from all across the island were moving in to get their share. In what seemed like a good idea at the time I decided to put the dolphin into the back of my car. The thought was that I would keep the hundreds of flies away and it would be less disgusting later on. Well it turns out that dead dolphin is that attractive to flies that they all found a way into the car, I assume through the vents since all the windows were rolled up. So when I returned to the car 20 minutes later, there was warm smelly dolphin sealed up in a car in the tropics with hundreds of flies buzzing around inside my car. It looked like something out of a Hitchcock movie. It was at this point I considered just setting fire to the car and cutting my losses, but science prevailed and I then got to drive about 17 miles with a rotting dolphin carcass in the back of my car. Melanie and Emma contend that the car smelled for a few days afterward. Sometimes it is nice to have virtually no sense of smell.
Emma had come with me to collect the dolphin. She was really excited about the idea that I was going to do a necropsy (animal autopsy) on it and she really loves mysteries. Why this little calf had washed up on shore certainly fit into that category. So given that educational opportunities are scarce on the island, I took her out of school the next day and let her come to work with me and help with the necropsy. She was a great help and got right in there and donned some surgical gloves and started taking measurements for me. We took some initial notes and photos and then started cutting into the calf. Emma and I discussed what we saw and took notes on various biology items as we went. Emma got right in there like a surgeon and was cutting away tissue and removing organs. Pretty soon was had discovered the cause of death and were well on our way to having the skeleton cleaned as best as we could. Once cleaned, I had planned on setting the dolphin bones out and letting the bugs finish the job so I could make a skeleton display out of the bones. Incidentally, in case you wondered the cause of death was that the calf had drowned secondarily to having been struck by a boat.
So the bones of this poor little mammal will be put to some use, and other kids besides Emma and I will hopefully get to learn something from it. I am sure we’ll get some photos of the finished product when it is done for you all to see.

Sunday, November 25, 2007

Just Another Day at the Beach

Most of our weekend days are spent at a beach. Although the monotony of going to the beach gets to me at times, it's still a pretty great way to spend the day. The other weekend our friend hosted a birthday beach day at a beautiful spot I had never been to before. It is amazing that after 18 months of living on this little island we still find new places to go to. The tiny village of Amalau is surrounded by the National Park, and apparently the head of the village passed up the opportunity to lease his land to the Park Service in hopes of one day building a resort for all the tourists (hmm, considering we get about 30 tourists a year on this island that stay longer than the 4 hours allowed by the cruise boats, I'm pretty sure we won't be seeing Resort Amalau anytime soon).
Paul and the dive crew went for a dive. The rest of the day was spent playing in the waves, snorkeling, kayaking, getting competitive over some badminton, and grilling out. The highlight of this beach for Emma was the rope swing over the stream.

Saturday, November 3, 2007

Dinner at Tisa's

With three of my girlfriends' birthdays falling within the same week, we celebrated with dinner at Tisa's Barefoot Bar. The whole place is constructed out of driftwood and other random things that wash up on the beach. The decks are built around the trees so the effect is a bit like being in a tree house, overlooking the ocean. We've spent lots of Sundays at the sandy beach here that I sometimes take for granted just how cool Tisa's is.
Dinner was delicious. Fresh-caught yellow fin tuna, New Zealand steaks, and coconut vegetable curry were the main courses. For dessert, Tisa made us the best chocolate cake I've had in a long time. The plates were woven from palm fronds with a banana leaf laid on top to keep your food from falling through the cracks.The combination of the ocean breezes, the kids home with babysitters, and the great food and close friends made for such a nice night. This is why we live on a tropical island!

Thursday, November 1, 2007

Halloween Fun


One great thing about Halloween in Samoa is no snowsuits over costumes! Emma gets to wear all the warm weather costumes she always dreamed of. This year she dressed up as a cave girl. The main Halloween event on the island is a carnival hosted by the other private school. Paul gave Emma a cave-esque tatoo with Sharpie markers and I ratted her hair and added the sticks she had collected outside. After watching it pour all day, we headed out to the wet and muddy outdoor carnival. We spent a couple hours playing all of the games and Emma ended up winning 1st prize in the costume contest! It was quite exciting and she won a gift basket filled with random stuff from one of the Korean stores.



Last year pumpkins on the island were going for about $5 a pound, but this year Paul and Emma came home with a perfect bargain-priced $5 pumpkin. Maybe it pays to wait until 5:30 pm on Halloween night to buy your pumpkins. Emma did a great job carving her pumpkin, with minimal help from Dad. After her many lessons in the kitchen over the years, I think she now uses a knife better than I do.


As she was very hot with her authentic cave girl hair, Emma went for the more refined look of a bun the second time around. Despite the dogs and busloads of kids descending upon the palagi neighborhoods, we headed out for a bit of trick-or-treating with our friends. Nate was the cutest ninja. He's become my substitute nephew while we live so far away from Brendan and Caleb.