Sunday, July 5, 2015

Epiphany

I’ve been on this boat for 65 days now; the end of my first contract as a NMFS Fishery Observer is only a few weeks from completion. All has slipped into routine as we were told it would; days have become more fluid and continuous than they have ever been in the past. I’m beginning to feel the effects of solitude from those I care about and the physical fatigue from the odd hours and broken up sleep schedule. I work in 2 to 4 hour bursts each scheduled haul-back which could occur at any time. The last string of 4 on hauls was particularly strenuous, only getting 3 to 4 hours of sleep between sampling. Work is very physical and dirty; I work up a sweat and get covered in fish slime and scales every time, and only have an opportunity to shower once every 3 or 4 hauls. I have always been a light sleeper so it takes me some time to wind down from working and fall asleep. During the day I forget about the constant hum of the engine, but am reminded of how loud it actually is when I lay down to sleep. I’ve never been much of a coffee drinker, but I am discovering it doesn’t do much more for me than keep me awake at the precise moment that I need to fall asleep. Other than being a little tired, all is well. Crew is in pretty positive spirits, weather has been good to us, and fish are coming in at a steady rate. I write this on 6/29, about half way through my 5th or 6th fishing trip. I am sitting in the galley of the boat somewhere East of Kodiak, waiting for my 30 minute cue for haul back.

A pleasant distraction from my sampling occurred yesterday when a Humpback Whale breached very close to our vessel on the Port side. I was frustrated at first because it was the best whale sighting I’ve had since I have been up here and there was no way for me to take a picture of it, as my camera was in my bunk and I was in my raingear covered in fish slime. To rinse off, take my gloves off, and get my camera was at the risk of not experiencing it at all. So I decided to just stay at my sampling station and absorb it all; a beautiful creature just being. It was magnificent, but with an addition of playful innocence. I know Humpback Whale sightings are nothing earth shattering in Alaska, but it was enough to divert me from my often rigorous and monotonous work, and inspire me to remember why I am here. The ocean is such a vast place filled with wonders beyond imagining, many of which have yet to be discovered. Man has an obligation to realize his part in all of this, and step up to the plate to ensure that this delicate balance is kept. Our future generations will look back on us fondly if we can accomplish this and not rob them of the natural living beauty that we took for granted and let slip away into nothingness. It is much more satisfying, even on a spiritual level, to acknowledge how closely tied and even related we are to every ant, bird, elephant, fish, and plant on this planet, than to arbitrarily place ourselves separate and above it all, with it all at our disposal. Now is a time that they need us just as much as we need them.

I was reading a book by renowned biologist E.O. Wilson who was discussing how we place values on organisms. With respect to the Blue Whale, which came only a few hundred individuals away from extinction, many “were eager to continue the hunt even at the risk of total extinction” and were convinced that “killing them all and investing the money would yield the whalers and humanity the most money over letting them recover and harvesting sustainably”. This argument is prevalent in industry worldwide even today in the 21st century. But what is wrong with this argument? The answer is simple—
“The dollar and cents value of a dead blue whale was based only on the measures relevant to the existing market—that is, on the going price per unit weight of whale oil and meat. There are many other values, destined to grow along with our knowledge of the living organism in science, medicine, and aesthetics, in dimensions and magnitudes still unforeseen. What was the value of the blue whale in A.D. 1000? Close to zero. What will its value be in A.D. 3000? Essentially limitless, plus the gratitude of the generation then alive to those who, in their wisdom, saved the whale from extinction. No one can guess the full future value of any kind of animal, plant, or microorganism. Its potential is spread across a spectrum of known and as yet unimagined human needs.”


All I can say is be kind to your environment, those around you, and if you have the power to put people in a position to do that in a higher capacity, do it.