And here’s Dano’s version of our adventures, with a short interview.


So it occurs to me that I never put this here? But here it is! Careful, the audio might be a bit loud. Song chosen because we were all obnoxious and it was just fitting.


Atlas was our last shark. 130 cm. He caught himself in the net about five minutes after we set it.

Well, the last week was great. The plane rides were quiet, and the goodbyes emotional. I’ll miss all my fellow adventurers, and most certainly my fellow sharkers. But I’ll be back in a year— I have to be— and then I’ll be back sharking with Aaron again. It has to happen. I don’t know that I’ll be able to live for too long without it.

Now I suppose I have to integrate back into normal American society. This is probably supposed to start with a shower, but I don’t feel dirty. And probably won’t. For a week or so.

Zeus, the last nurse shark we chased down. He definitely rammed the boat a couple of times.

Zeus, the last nurse shark we chased down. He definitely rammed the boat a couple of times.


Well. After a number of sharks, a few turtles and some shenanigans, DR is over.

Now I have to pretend to be a scientist and write a paper comparing the condition factor of the sharks before and after their capture.


The name for our DR is officially “Shurtling,” which is a combination of sharking and turtling, obviously. Since the shark team and the turtle team go out every day together.

We chased around a nurse shark for two hours, but she got away, and then we found a little green we chased around until Carolyn jumped into the water to get him. They named him Cooper.


Our epic adventures in sharking. Which mostly means sitting around and waiting and trying not to get a sunburn.

On the upside, we caught two greens in our shark net, so the turtle team tagged and measured them. I sat with one for about ten minutes while we waited to do another net-check before releasing him at the end of the net to decrease the chance that he’d swim back into it.

But Ryan found Nutella somewhere on the island, so. One day was good. And then we all just kind of napped on the boat because we all woke up at 530 (except for me— I woke up at 5 to make coffee) so we could be out by six, only to find out that we were setting our net on an empty sandbank because our tidal charts are about two hours off.

Oh, and we chased this huge nurse shark around for about an hour yesterday, but we couldn’t quite grab her with the seine net. She was the only thing we saw yesterday, aside from a lot of birds. And a lot of conch middens that threatened to rip up the underside of the boat. That was an exciting experience. It also poured at the center, while we got just a light sprinkling.



The DR portion of the semester has started, and I was lucky enough to end up on the shark-tagging project. It’s really exciting, but mostly consists of waiting. We set out our gill-net and then just… Wait. Yesterday, we waited on shore; we were in Bell Sound, so we didn’t really need to take the boat. Today we were out at John Dean Bay (?), and we waited in the boat.

Both times we caught a single shark, the first shark was a lemon shark, Negaprion brevirostris. He was a male, and 108 cm long. Lauren named him Lance.

The second shark, which we more or less collectively named Nala, was a female nurse shark, Ginglymostoma cirratum. She was somewhere over 100 cm, but I can’t remember the exact measurement.

We’re going out again tonight, and Aaron’s expecting us to catch quite a few, as the tide’s going to be really high.


So, these are about a week late, but last Wednesday was our last day doing community outreach at the school, and it was their last day before their Easter break, which lasts about two weeks, so it was pretty much just a party for them. 


So, we had another adventure out to East Bay on Sunday. Cassie, Ben, Stove and I went out snorkeling while a few others hung out on the beach. We came across a patch reef with a number of un-knocked, but still empty juvenile conch shells, leaving us all bewildered. When we got back to the center, we asked Alex, and he said it was probably an octopus.

Eventually it got too shallow for us to swim, so we meandered around a bit, coming across a couple of really small southern stingrays and an osprey as we headed towards a little stand of mangroves.

After that, we got the really bad idea to go snorkel out in the surf. Well, as it turns out, as we were all floundering about, trying not to drown or get washed away by the breaking waves, a shark was watching us. Because just as we broke through the breakers, we saw him swimming away. I would have gotten a picture, but I was too busy freaking out. But aside from that adventure, it was a pretty neat little snorkel adventure. and then we walked back, with Stove refusing to stand up and walk in when we hit shore.

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