Monday, May 3, 2010
6:30 Sunday Night
He's hasn't been home long, soaked down to the bone. Horrible storms here today, yet he spent the day on the boat. The only one out there, other than Coast Guard monitoring boats. The unknown scenario of the wildlife, had to come to an end. Someone had to take a look, do a little check up per say. It was rough sailing, but he went anyway. One look at the truck and it was obvious why it was backing the boat into the water. Animal rescue. The media surrounding the docks, grasping for a few words, a comment, and answer to their questions were left empty handed. Call in a Mayor if you want pretty little phrases to quote, My Captain had work to do, and we have learned our lesson. No matter what you tell the media, they publish and print what they want, so why even bother. No comment.
Two men out there actually doing something, and they were left with an empty basket. A few minutes of video coverage is the best they were getting from him today.
My niece called when she watched them go by from the beach, My Captain, and her better half, Ray.
She said, "The waves are too rough. They are rocking really hard, I can see them. I'm worried, they are pushing it to far. What if they don't come back? They are headed straight out to The Gulf, what the hell are they doing?" I tried to reassure her, tell her that I tried to talk him out of it, but he wasn't having it. 10 dead sea turtles, was the clincher, no more sitting around and doing nothing he had said. I told her he was brave, but not stupid. I told her he wouldn't keep going if he didn't feel safe. Then we waited. Me for the sound of the dogs doing the happy little whimper they do when their Daddy's home. Her at the dock, frantically watching for signs of them in the pouring down rain.
Everyone who knows they were out there wants to know what he saw. He only cares that all of you know.
First as we fore casted yesterday, the booms have completely broken apart, and are a complete failure.
Need more than our word as proof... Click HERE to read another man's report who hasn't learned yet how manipulative the media is.
Anyway,on to the good stuff. He trolled very slowly along the barrier islands, 5-7 miles of shore line he guesses. Close, as close as possible so he could take a good look at the edges of the islands for signs of life or death.
He saw no sea turtles, neither alive or dead.
He purposely sailed at feeding time for the dolphins. This is the time we usually are able to see them the best. Nothing, not one fin he said.
He said the islands were full of birds. Birds he says he normally sees much farther out, near Chandeleur. Pelicans, Albatrosses, Cranes, and Seagulls for the most part. Here's a twist though, several species he's never seen in our waters before at all. Brightly colored Toucan like birds, a treat to the eye of an animal lover.
Could some of those we worried about at Chandeleur have come closer to safety? We are hoping that was the case.
Seeing the birds, were not enough for him. He scared them, laughing he says if the media were there then, they would have called the Crazy Train. We flapped, we yelled, we clanked, and made all kinds of racket, to scare them. Why? To see how they reacted. I am happy to say, they flew, flapped, and squawked. This indicates no type of stress. Perfectly normal!
One of these guys was awfully playful at the dock as well, hanging close to shore is not unusual for these otters. Good thing I guess, especially now.
Another animal drastically effected by the oil spill is this guy:
This is Jibbs, are American Bulldog. Just ask Daddy, he's the best fishing buddy around. When the boat goes, so does he. Dear BP, please explain to this one, why he can't go on the boat with Daddy anymore. It's heartbreaking.
Everytime John leaves, he stands at the floor length window whining to the truck and the boat are no longer visible, and then he just plops down on the floor, and lays there till John comes back. No eating, no playing, pure depression. I'm going to see about one of the million lawyers that have flooded the coast this weekend, taking a case on Jibbs' behalf, for intentional infliction of emotional distress.
John says the smell of oil is almost overwhelming at times. It's getting closer and closer.
I can't paste the forecast map here, it's from NOAA, and you can't copy it, but click HERE to see. Alot of uncertainity, based on how fast the leak continues. They are trying some sort of dispersant chemical near the base of the leak that has been of some sucess today. Keep sending those good wishes and prayers our way. In the map I am where The S is in Sound where it says Mississippi Sound.
I will update as things progress, but need a little fashion break for today I think. I don't want to overkill you all with this.
Again, we want to thank all of you for you sweet comments, welcome our new followers and readers. Captain John says you pushed him at least an extra mile or two today.
We love you all, Semper Fi,
Captain John and his Bumpkin On A Swing