Calm down, calm down! Unfortunately I haven’t seen any sharks out here yet, but I thought if I write about how much I would like to see one, then any casual sharks happening upon this blog might drop by to say hello. Fingers crossed.
I am a wee bit surprised not to have seen anything yet which I could positively identify as of sharky heritage. In among the pod of pilot whales back in the early days there was something breaching as a shark does, with white belly and sharky looking mouth on the underside, but I only saw it once from a distance. Given that I am always super keenly scanning as much wavespace as I can, and out on The Sun Deck for more than 12 hours each day, I would have hoped for at least a fleeting ‘hello and how do you do?’ from one in my 89 days out here. I appreciate they don’t need to surface as the mammals do, and will follow food as any animal does,and aren’t quite so fond of flying as my albie friends are, but in a mostly empty ocean, I would have hoped something as novel as Dippers, with all her fine lines, might attract at least one Curious George. Of course, maybe there have been some visitors and I haven’t seen them. I have heard noises at night though – things rubbing against the hull….
Of course absence of evidence isn’t necessarily an evidence of absence, but maybe my lack of visits is a reflection of the sorry state of the shark family. Millions are finned, utterly barbarically, for the Oriental food industry and again more die as bycatch in fishing gear. Bad news – most of the shark species have long, slow reproductive cycles so populations cannot keep up with the losses. As apex predators, ruling the roost at Number 1, this decimation has ramifications right through the ecoystem too. Poor ‘ole sharkees – they survive all these years as beautifully evolved machines of the sea and our reckless and ridiculous buddy Mr H. sapiens goes and wipes them off the leaderboard. Muppets.
Tomorrow is Day 90, so there is still time yet…Here’s hoping with all our hope and happy socks that there are some sharks left out here to come and visit, and that serendipity deals us an ace.
Meanwhile, we’re still truckin’ Westward – happily today ’twas in the sunshine, then under a clear and starry sky.
Yours in sharky hoping,
S & D x x
Clare Holt -Food dreaming is the chief object of my sleep these days- I am a pudding fiend! Love everything.
Sue & R4P boys: Brill, my choccie stash is safe from pirates then. Keep truckin’! Tell Mauritius I’m on my way…
Roger Hayward – Brilliant effort – that’s fantastic, thank you St Brigid’s.