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Weekend de la Fun

Friday, July 27th, 2007

Yes, yes, I am aware that I mixed a couple languages in the title, but hey, isn’t that what English is all about!??!?

So let’s see… After a long stint at work, I was given the chance to go down the mountain to Brisbane yesterday! Huzzah for that, mang! So I wound up staying with my friend Tane (pronounced “tah-nay:” it’s Maori) in Logan, which is a suburb of Brisbane. We got in after dark Thursday afternoon, so we just went to his place and enjoyed a few beers. Today, on the other hand, was quite action-packed.

First off, we went on a big long walk through Daisy Hill State Forest which, incidentally, is Australia’s largest koala sanctuary. While there, I got to see my first wild koala. QUITE cute, I must say. Did you know that they sleep 20 hours per day? Also, did you know that there is only specie of them? I didn’t either. Oh, and they roar. Well, more appropriately, they bellow. Check it out.

After that we went up to Mount Coot-Tha and overlooked Brisbane as the sun set. On the way back down the mountain, I spotted a feathertail glider. I felt quite privileged, considering that Tane hadn’t seen one in about 6 years or more, and he’s a guide.

So yeah, I head back to O’Reilly’s tomorrow for more fun in the rainforest. However, before I go, a quick funny story!

So I have already talked about strangler figs, and if you haven’t read that post, click here. Now that you know about strangler figs, may I continue? Thanks. Once upon a few days ago, I was leading a group of British tourists on a tour, and I took a moment to point out that there was a lily growing on an epiphytic fern which was growing on a strangler fig which, in turn, was growing on a host. Essentially, it was a hemiphyte on an epiphyte on a parasite on a host. I explained this to my pommie guests, and the dad (ever the quintessential British guy) shook his head in disgust and scoffed, in high British fashion, that the whole situation “was thoroughly immoral.” Immoral. I nearly burst out laughing right in his face.

Oh well. Poor pohms.

Okay everyone! I’m off to bed now! Cheers!

Being eco-friendly CAN be fun!!!

Sunday, July 22nd, 2007

Check out the following article from theonion.com.  It changed my life.  Seriously…

One month!

Sunday, July 22nd, 2007

Hey hey hey!  I’ve been here a month now.  How time flies.  Send letters.  =)

Sea World, etc.

Friday, July 20th, 2007

I got to go down to Sea World a couple days ago.  They have a really cool program called Research & Rescue that I am reeeeeeally interested in.  Maybe after I graduate…

There’s another thing that I have been looking at as well with a foundation called Animals Asia, but I don’t think that it is what I’m necessarily aiming at.  Until recently I had been strongly considering getting my Master’s in Adventure Education from Prescott College in Arizona, but lately I’ve been considering an Environmental Education option instead.  Maybe with an emphasis on marine conservation ecology…

Which leads me to my next point.  The Great Barrier Reef Marine Park Authority might be one place where I could start, but I’d rather work in more of a ground-level application.  Like scuba training and tours, or resort recreation management in Queensland.

It’s all very frustrating, of course.  But then, if it weren’t, I’d think something was amiss.

Any suggestions?

Glowworms and bandicoots

Monday, July 16th, 2007

I took a group of guests down to see the glowworms last night and got an unexpected (yet pleasant) surprise while on the walk back.  I was shining my torch out into the bush trying to catch a glimpse of a possum or rat or the like and spotted a northern brown bandicoot instead!  Quite cute, she was.  Go ahead.  Click the link.  You know you want to…

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Anyway, yeah, aside from that, the glowies were fantastic.  Glowworms are certainly one of our most popular attractions.  It is estimated that glowworm tourism brings in about $6 million per year throughout the world.  They’re the larvae of a kind of fly called a fungus gnat, and they spend the vast majority of their lives in a larval stage trying to get enough food to make the quantum leap through pupae-hood to adult-hood.  In fact, an egg will take about 6 days to hatch, and the ensuing larva (of the species arachnocampa flava, which we have here) will not mature into an adult for as long as 12 months.  During the time that they are in this larval stage, they produce bioluminescence by combining their own bodily waste (luciferin), the enzyme that acts upon the waste (luciferase), an energy molecule (adenosine triphosphate), and oxygen (the stuff you breathe, dummy) inside their abdomens.  The whole point of glowing is to attract prey into a series of mucous-covered threads (called snares) that trap the prey.  The larva then pulls the thread back up to itself and feasts.  Yum.

When they finally mature into adults, they lose the ability to glow and spend all their efforts on reproducing.  In fact, adult females only live for 2-3 days, and adult males can live up to 7 days.  This short lifespan is due, no doubt, to the fact that they don’t even have mouths in their adult stage.  So, essentially, life for the adult fungus gnat is typified by no eating and lots of coitus.  Hmmm….

But they’re still lovely.

 Anyway, I’ve just been flying the desk at the Discovery Center for the last few days.  One of my colleagues is getting ready to take off on maternity leave, so her replacement arrived today to begin training with us.  Hopefully that will get me outside a little more often so that I don’t go crazy from being away from my good friend the Sun…

Otherwise, everything is beautiful here, as always, and I’ve got two days off this week (my Wendnesday and Thursday, America’s Tuesday and Wednesday).  Keep your phones on because who knows who might ring you… Bua-ha-ha-ha!!!!!!

Cheers everyone!  Love you, Mum!

Quick update

Thursday, July 12th, 2007

I led my first solo tour today down to Elabana falls and back.  It wasn’t too bad, considering that all the other guides around here have been joking around about having 98.4% survival rates on their tours.  ;-)

Elabana Falls, about 4 kilometres from my house

 Anyway, I have tomorrow off, so I’ll see if anybody is driving down the mountain tonight so I can get my hands on some high-speed wireless.  If not, I’ll just have to make do with dial-up.

And another thing… (just to rub it in)

Sunday, July 8th, 2007

I watched the sunrise over the South Pacific yesterday.  From a surfboard.  Eat your heart out.

Sunrise from Rockhampton, Surfers Paradise, Queensland AU

Surfers Paradise

Saturday, July 7th, 2007

7-06-2007

I surfed in the South Pacific today. ‘Nuff said.

So yeah, Faithful Reader, if you get the chance to travel to Australia, for the love of God and all that is holy, don’t go to Surfers Paradise. At least, not if you want a genuinely Australian experience. I found Surfers Paradise to be a near facsimile of Miami, which, in plain English, means that it is
1) hectic
2) heavily commercialized, and
3) full of both
a) loud Americans and
b) electronic-laden Asians who
i) walk on the wrong side of the sidewalk and
ii) insist on
(1) stopping frequently and abruptly when they’re walking directly in front of you and
(2) buying jumpers that say “Australia” across the front.

Yeah, Australians (unlike Americans) typically don’t advertise their own country WHEN THEY’RE STILL IN IT, so it’s fairly easy to spot a foreign tourist here.

Otherwise, the weather was great and the ocean is bee-ee-ay-yutiful. Oh! Hahaha!!! I nearly forgot! So, I was the only person that I could see who wasn’t wearing a wetsuit to surf in. In water that was at least 70 degrees. In fact, there was even one bloke wearing (seriously!) a neoprene hood with his full wetsuit. And booties. I, on the other hand, wore board shorts. And a watch. Suffice to say, the crowd of people who had gathered on the beach certainly weren’t gawking at me for my surfing abilities. I’m sure that they thought either that I was completely crazy or that I was some form of deity descended from heaven itself. I’m going to go with the latter…

So that’s the story with Surfers Paradise. I’m going to get up tomorrow at 6:00 to catch the tide, so I’ll sign off for tonight. Cheers!

Spiders! Snakes! Wallabies! Oh, my!

Monday, July 2nd, 2007

7-2-2007 

Okay.  In response to some nagging from my sister Christine, here is my quasi-comprehensive rundown of the various interesting flora and fauna that I have encountered thus far…

Flora first.  By far the coolest flora specimen that I have encountered has been the Strangler Fig.  So birds eat the fruit of the Strangler Fig and then defecate into the canopy of the rainforest, right?  Well, the seeds from the Strangler Fig start growing way up in the canopy by using the nutrients in the bird poop.  Eventually, as they start sending their roots down toward the ground, they are able to sap nutrients from the host tree in which they are growing.  Depending on how high up the tree the fig starts to grow, it can take up to 30 years for the fig’s roots to reach the ground.  However, once they do, the roots (which now are hanging down all around the tree much like the ridges on a piece of licorice) thicken and completely envelope the tree.  So now you’ve got a tree growing on top of and around another tree.  Depending on how nutrient-rich the soil is and how much sunlight the fig is getting, it can completely consume and kill the host tree in as little as 150 years.  Well, what happens when the host tree dies and decomposes, you ask?  The Strangler Fig lives on.  Hollow.  The coolest part, however, is that the fig doesn’t completely envelope the host tree; there are all kinds of openings and areas that weren’t completely closed up so you can see into the fig tree where the host tree used to be.  In fact, I actually climbed into the middle of one and started climbing up the inside of the fig tree just as if I were climbing a ladder.  Quite cool, eh?

Among other cool flora are huge Black Booyong trees that grow really cool roots called buttresses that look like… well… take roots, flatten them out until they’re about 2 inches thick and 4 feet wide, then set them up on edge so that they stick out of the ground, and then make them undulate all over the place.  Quite unique.  Scientists aren’t quite sure what the advantage to having buttresses is, but they speculate that the increased surface area of the root helps with oxygen exchange in the saturated ground, as well as helping to stabilize the tree better in windstorms.  They also think that it helps retain dead leaves around the base of the tree in order to increase the amount of nutrients available to the tree.  So there.

We also have a stinging tree that is called thusly because it stings you if you touch it.  Brilliant naming system, no?

Lastly but not leastly, we have about 25 different species of really cool ferns ranging from tree ferns (ferns that are literally trees) to ground ferns much like the ones in western Oregon to 3 species of epiphytes (plants that grow on other plants [like parasites] but do not damage the host plant— it’s not a true state of symbiosis because the ferns don’t benefit the host tree.)  So you get ferns on the ground, fern trees, and ferns growing way the crap up in the middle of the sky, hanging off the branches, vines, and trunks of large trees.

Ok, the moment you’ve all been waiting for… Fauna!!!  Of course, you’re all wondering about the snakes and spiders, right?  Well, be ye not dismayed, fair readers (I kind of feel like Jonathan Swift after typing that…) because I have had encounters with both!  Among the snakes that I have seen are a 3-metre python, a Bandy-Bandy (non-poisonous), a Steven’s Banded Snake (lethal), an Eastern Brown Snake (lethally lethal) and a Red-Bellied Black Snake (very poisonous, potentially lethal if not treated).  

Unlike the snakes, however, I was only able to locate the spiders’ webs, not the actual spiders themselves.  The big two to be concerned about in my part of this fair continent are the tree-dwelling funnel web spider and the ground funnel web spider.  Oddly enough, I found a tree-dwelling funnel web and a ground funnel web within about 4 metres of each other.  I was unable to entice either of them out into the light, but that was probably ok, considering that the people that I was taking on tour that day were very uncomfortable with the situation.  City folk from Hamburg, Germany.

The birds are the main attraction down here.  Of course the classic, most iconic bird of the area is the Regent Bower Bird (the symbol of O’Reilly’s, nonetheless).  I don’t have enough bandwidth to upload any pictures today, so you’ll just have to google these on your own time, but we also have Satin Bower Birds, Crimson Rosellas, Australian King Parrots, Paradise Riflebirds, Pied Currawongs, Superb Fairy-Wrens, Red-Browed Finches, Wompoo Fruit-Doves, Noisy Pittas, Albert’s Lyrebird (and the award for “most exotic” goes too him!), Crested Shrike-Tits, Lewin’s Honeyeaters, Black-Faced Monarchs, and Australian Brush Turkeys.  The only ones that are really interesting to read about are the bower birds, specifically the Satin Bower Birds.  The males, after having taken 7 years to develop adult plumage, build what is essentially a bachelor pad called a bower.  They make the bower out of twigs and form it into a sort of tunnel without a roof.  They then proceed to collect as many blue objects as possible (usually straws, buttons, and other man-made items) and place them all around the bower.  The blue complements the dark blue in their feathers.  Anyway, so the bower bird with the nicest, bluest bower gets the ladies.  The mating ritual is typified by a lot of prancing, dancing, and hopefully a bit or ro-man-cing as well, then it’s over.  The female leaves to raise the eggs on her own, and the male keeps up the good work.  I’d say the birds have got this whole “relationship” thing worked out!  Although, I suppose that if a human male were to have a nice big mansion with a sports car and a nice boat parked out front along with a whole bunch of diamond rings and fur coats lying about, even he might get some attention from the ladies, yeah? ;-)

Finally, the mammals.  We have wallabies like nobody’s business.  They only come in one variety here, though, and they are the red-necked pademelons.  Imagine a kangaroo that’s only about a foot tall.  There you go.  They poo everywhere.  We also have at least two platypuses that live near the guesthouse, a few koalas (which are quite difficult to spot) and two different kinds of possums (mountain brushtail possums and common ringtail possums).  We’ve got bandicoots, too.  And Sugar Gliders, which look a lot like possums with membrane-y wings.  They can glide over 50 metres from tree to tree. 

So there you go.  Happy, Christine?  ;-)

Anyway, I start my second week of work tomorrow, so it’ll most likely be a few days until the next post.  I can only post from one computer here, and the only time I can get on it is when the guy who normally uses it goes on his lunch break.  Cheers!

Monday, July 2nd, 2007

6-26-2007 

I think I pinched a nerve in my back today.  I say “think” because I’m not quite sure what the symptoms of pinchnervitis are.  (Michelle or Liz, care to elaborate?)  I can, however, elaborate on the signs and symptoms that I have been experiencing…

 

For example, whenever I stand up, try to lift something, or even inhale too deeply, it feels as if a medium-sized skyscraper were being thrust between my left scapula and backbone and then twisted until all of the broken glass fragments from the ensuing shattered windows of said skyscraper are ground into a fine silicon powder.  It’s moderately inconvenient.

 

Yeah, so that’s the physical update.  Surprisingly, no problems at all with jet lag.  And I get plenty of fruits and vegetables here, so I’m set for vitamin C.  That little bit of information is specifically for your benefit, Mum!

 

Weather.  Well.  It’s been raining for the last couple of days.  I’ve never seen it rain like this before… it’s not that the rain is falling very hard, because it’s really not (when compared to

Oregon), but the guesthouse is high enough up in the mountains that we are IN the clouds.  So the rain is always accompanied by this really cool, kinda eerie mist.  It’s still beautiful up here, though.

 

OH!!!  Ha!!!  So I was going on break today for a bit when this older couple that I had talked to previously walked by.  They had just gotten back from a guided walk and they were both wearing rain ponchos.  I said g’day as they walked by, and when the woman turned to say hello back to me, I couldn’t help but notice the CASCADE of blood running down from the front of her throat all the way down here poncho.  Like I said, I couldn’t help but notice.  She had no clue, and neither did her husband.  Upon closer examination, I was able to discern the most contented little leech that I’ve ever seen… right in the middle of the wound.  Long story short, she went to take a shower and discovered about 6 more on her and 2 or 3 on her 82-year-old husband.  Hooray, anticoagulant-secreting parasites!

 

6-29-2007 

Yo.  This entry might seem kind of random and a little bit scatterbrained, but therein lies the proof that it is actually me writing all this!  =)

 

Anyway, so the kids here are so much more literate than American kids!  Of course, the only kids that I have met are staying at the guesthouse, and considering the prices that we charge, they’re mostly doctors’ kids, so that might influence my perception.  Notwithstanding, they’ve ALL been much more polite, literate, and well-spoken than Yanks.  Kind of embarrassing, if you ask me.

 

So yeah, the coolest part about working with the kids down here is that they are also much more trusting than American kids are (because the large majority of Americans value skepticism as gold, in my opinion).  So this high level of trust that the kids have in me combined with the “shock and awe” that the uniform and name badge produce in most of our guests has led to some rather humorous encounters.  Most of these have to do with kids thinking that I know, understand, and can do ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING.  In fact, I covertly overheard this little girl named Rachel telling her older brother that I was “invincible.”  The best part was that he, in typical know-it-all older brother fashion, replied with “Of course he is.”

 

So now pretty much everywhere I go I have a veritable horde of children following me, waving at me, and generally just wanting to grow up and be just like me.  Poor, poor, misguided little victims!

 

All humor and joking aside, however, I see that this is an excellent opportunity for me to have a significant impact in their little worlds as far as environmental responsibility is concerned.  I’ve been trying to come up with some activities that I can have them do in Scrub Club (the children’s program that I’m in charge of) that will teach them basic principles of preservation, conservation, and etc.  I think that the seven Leave No Trace principles would be a good place to start, but how does one make learning said principles creative and entertaining?  I’m fishing for suggestions here, y’all.  Anything at all would help!