9 March 2013

It is now about 5:30 pm and I am sitting on the patio in front of Chart House listening to the waves crashing on the beach as a pair of Least Terns fly into the wind heading north along the beach. Do they know I exist? Do they care? Do they know that we humans have declared them to be officially threatened because we destroyed their home?

A Brown Pelican is heading home after last call. Does he know we are destroying his home as well?

The waves in Frederiksted harbor are large enough to body-surf.

There is a low cloud bank racing below a higher lumbering cloud bank. The winds at the surface must be faster than those at about 10,000 feet. Soon the sun will drop below both cloud banks and Ra will depart for the underworld once more.

Today we finally caught a mongoose - a new adult male under three years old. Brad successfully measured the width of his canines using our new calipers.

Male mongoose #010626364

The Refuge Manager, Mike Evans, will be back on island on Sunday so we can get our traps and begin trapping in earnest. We will also have our full crew as Diane arrived this afternoon.

I've been traveling long enough, let me out of this flying bus!

You can leave after you give me my luggage.

I think I may be over dressed for the tropics.