Caribbean Note VII

Wow!! When it rains in Bonaire it doesn't bother with a little drizzle or "Oregon Mist". It has rained hard five of the last eight days. It has rained so much that we've been amazed by the sheer volume of water gushing off our roof. We've renamed the walkway in front of our house The Grand Canal and our driveway is our Family Lake. People can't use the sidewalks downtown because of the spray from cars driving along the flooded streets. The stores are out of milk and fresh produce 'cause the port in Curacao is so deep in standing water the container ships can't be loaded. Our friend said he thought he saw Noah gathering lumber last week?!

Needless to say, the rain has caused delays in our construction project so instead of diving this week we'll be painting and planting, if our rain God allows. All the inside work is done and we're pretty happy with the result but outside we even had to rebuild a section of our cactus fence that fell down because of the soggy ground.

The mosquitos have been crazy!! We're going through bug spray (Off!) like it was water and even Rexx is snapping at them when they buzz around his ears and butt!!

The death toll in our house mouse campain is up to an even dozen :( and I'm beginning to wonder if we're going to have to depopulate the whole island before they stop coming to our house. Unfortunately, our trap chopped off the tail of one of our resident tree lizards. Who would've thought that lizards like peanut butter?

So, about now I imagine you're all wondering why you should visit. Sounds like a great place to be except for all the work and rain and bugs and rats and when it's not raining it's all about the scorching heat and crowds of cruise ship tourists?!? All I can tell you is that the coolness of life here far outweighs the little inconveniences.

We took our Canadian friends out to Paradise Moon and had a wonderful dinner at a table overlooking the ocean. The sunset was spectacular and since they too are divers we have lots of common experience in the underwater world we love so much.

Every time we pass by the sailboats in the harbor we see people on the boats going aout their daily routines onboard and think of my son and picture him living aboard his sailboat (with Stephen Stlls singing Southern Cross in the background) and traveling around the Caribbean Sea and one day visiting us and mooring here in the harbor. So in spite of all the "surprises and unique opportunities" presented by island life, we're very happy here!

Two more weeks and home again to Oregon. Hope you are all well and happy too!

Caribbean Note VI

We took a break from work this week and managed to do seven nice long dives in seven days. That might not seem like a lot to hard-core divers, but if you consider that up to this week we'd done five dives in five weeks, this week was a lot more like VACATION! We netted a couple more lionfish, including another one Berit got solo, and have to conclude that the population is growing beyond any ability to control it. We saw the two biggest fish ever yesterday; they looked like Rockfish from the Puget Sound they were so big.

We're supposed to go diving today with the kids from the study abroad program, but it's raining cats and dogs and that prospect doesn't look too good.

We started off the week with the tail end of weather from hurricane Tomas. Some rain, and a wind reversal (from the West) causing ocean swells and surge that came crashing ashore so dramatically on the West side of the island that it took out the dive resort docks (Buddy Dive, Sand Dollar and Captain Don's) that were unprotected by our little offshore island Klein Bonaire. The previous damage done by Omar, two years ago, took out those same docks and all the rest along the west coast as well, including a few houses. So, Tomas was very mild in comparison; and no reef damage either.

We've been hanging out from time to time with the other American Ex-Patriots at the new incarnation of the Paradise Moon Restaurant and have met some interesting people there. We listen (kind of spellbound) to stories of decades of life on Bonaire from people who are local celebrities in their own way and we met the island expert birder who took us out to a number of swampy places where we quietly waited and listened for squawks and squeaks with our binoculars at the ready in order to see (and check off on our lists) some of the 210 different species of birds on the island. It was really quite enjoyable and now Berit has even more motivation to keep the bird feeders in our yard full of seed and sugar. We've identified at least 18 different birds that come to our yard.

The iguanas come regularly and we have a "pet" named Splitty (because of his forked tail) that we have been watching since he was tiny in the Spring that now takes papaya out of Berit's hand. We've been told that it's good luck to have a "house mouse" and, from time to time we'd see one running along our

gutter or on top of our wall. But this trip, we felt like they were increasing in size and number due to our providing food for the birds, et. al. and decided to put out a couple of traps. In three days we've caught six of these guys who look a whole lot more like rats than Mickey.

Next week we have to get back to work. There are rocks to move and cactus to plant and new construction to paint and mini blinds to hang and on and on. The good news is we think after this trip our "remodeling" will be all done (for a while) and we can enjoy our little house more and work on it less when we return in February. With just three weeks left we're starting to think of Oregon more and are looking forward to seeing you all in December.

Caribbean Note V

It's Sunday evening and of all the notable events of the past week I think missing the Verbort Sausage festival might be the most significant. If I'd thought of it earlier I might have asked for a volunteer to make the trek out to Verbort to pick up a years supply of sausage for us. I suppose it's a good thing though; we don't need the "bad" food and we didn't ruin another set of clothes by standing around the burn barrels for three house drinking beer and swatting the sparks and burning embers off while we waited for our turn at the dinner.

Our contractors are finished and we have removed trees and pruned and built and filled and arranged so much in our yard that the iguana's don't know how to navigate in our trees any longer. As we sat enjoying our new yard an iguana crashed through the branches and clunked, dazed, onto the concrete near where we were sitting. Rexx ran over in attack mode and it was all we could do to catch and hold him (Rexx) back until the iguana regained his senses and escaped back into the trees. We had four all at once yesterday eating the papaya that Berit puts out for them.

We dove Tolo and Candyland today with the study abroad boys. Saw all the usual suspects and many turrtles and a lobster. No less than four lionfish escaped us. I think Darwin is at work here. The ones we catch are dim witted and the ones that escape are quick and smart and have above average children who grow up to be quick and smart too.

Today is the twentieth anniversary of our first date and Berit and I are going to the grand opening of the Paradise Moon Restaurant in it's new location on the waterfront. We ended up at the Hotcake House at two in the morning that night so we hope tonight is at least that good.

Not much to say about the elections. More good than bad, I think, and in two years we hope the economy is in much better shape than now.

Caribbean Note IV

Hi Everybody,

Happy Halloween!

Nice to hear from many of you!  It's easy to forget about the election and the World Series and all the hubbub of life back in the states.

Ian and Danica's pictures are posted on the web now and there are great shots of each of you.
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Our construction project has consumed us this past week and in spite of the frayed nerves we've gotten a bunch done.  The electrician is due to arrive any minute to run conduit and wire in the garden for lights, then the construction crew can complete the concrete work and provide a foundation to install the lamp poles we built.  (After looking everywhere and finding nothing we liked, we fabricated our own.)  The big debris pile is gone from the driveway and the stones and sand are waiting to be assembled as a pathway through the front yard from the porch to the front gate.

We're also having a big tree taken out (it's roots are cracking the walkway adjacent to the patio and on and on.)

We had visitors (meg divers) from Canada this week and finally had dinner with out Aquatic Sports buddy John who's here teaching the OSU and UofO students enrolled in the marine biology program at CIEE (the lab on the island that studies reef ecology et al.)

Hurricane Tomas is passing to the north of us and should give us some weather and three meter ocean swells, but will not effect us otherwise, except to keep the cruise ships away.  We've come to look unfavorably on their arrival and the general crush of activity while they're in port.  Now that we've found this little island paradise, we want to keep it to ourselves.

Hope all is well with you; can't wait to hear about Jesse and Sidney's trip to Paris!!

Talk to you soon,
Dad

Caribbean Note III

We're beat!!!! We've been doing yard work for the past two days and are sun burnt, ant bitten, blistered and sore. Digging a hole in this rocky earth should be avoided at all costs but after the completion of our front yard wall and garden planter box on Friday, it was our turn to install a new drip system and start filling the planter with soil. But, what I'm sure you all really want to know is how did Berit's cactus spine injury turn out? Well, it's still in her finger.

We went to see the surgeon on Monday and his advice was to do nothing and let nature take it's course. The antibiotics prevented any infection and the spine is definitely in there but over time it is softening and is in a good place (backside of the middle finger under the center knuckle) so it is more or less out of the way and doesn't hurt much anymore. I suppose Berit will have a war story to tell like a wounded soldier who after decades coughs up a bullet. She'll be at her 80th birthday party and spit out this spine like it was a chicken bone.

Speaking of parties, we were invited to a party by a bunch of American Ex-pat's who've been on the island for decades. Two of the couples own restaurants and others are in the dive industry or real estate or marine biology. We're getting to know our neighbors on Bonaire! We're in contact with a kid from the Aquatic Sports dive shop in Tigard who is down here studying marine biology on a study abroad program through Oregon State. I hear there are at least four students here from OSU.

We caught three more lionfish this past week, two at Andrea I and one on the outside of the second reef at Alice in Wonderland at 110 feet. Pretty exciting stuff! The temperature has been in the nineties which means we'd a whole lot rather be diving than digging! I still haven't had time to put the new scooter together but that will happen sooner rather than later. It will really increase our range and be a kick to play with in the water.

Caribbean Note II

It's 7:30 Sunday morning at the end of our second week and I've been up for awhile. The concrete mixer is going round and the workmen (who have been here everyday) are stacking blocks and stripping formwork from the columns on the new wall. The trucks will be here soon to dump loads of dirt, rock and white stone gravel to complete the work in the driveway area where yesterday the trucks hauled away three loads of mosquito infested swampland. There is still plenty of chaos, but the project is starting to come together. As a fabrication foreman it has been hard to watch these guys "work."

Our latest purple heart goes to Berit for yet another cactus spine injury. She was carrying a scuba tank up our garden stairway which was cluttered with cords, hoses and a wheelbarrow ramp, and "brushed" against our cactus fence and jammed a cactus spine through (I kid you not) her middle finger at the knuckle from one side to the other! You could see the spine where it entered and on the other side beneath the skin you could see it trying to poke through the skin from inside her finger!!

After a trip to the clinic, then across town to doctor #1, then to the hospital and doctor #2 (where we were given a special after hours appointment for surgery), through her evening surgery itself; after all that, the spine was still in place. The doctor cut a "window" through which mother nature would push the spine such that it could be extracted in four days time on Monday. So, we have an appointment for tomorrow morning to return for surgery #2 and get this thing out. She has been on antibiotics and is not in too much pain except when she bumps it, which seems to be quite often.

Stay tuned for next weeks note to hear how it all turns out!!

The latest Lionfish hunt (prior to Berit's injury) took place at a site called Fish Hut South, which is one of the few spots we had never dived. This turns out to be a very nice site for mass quantities of coral and after swimming out over the shallow sand flats we reached the edge where the reef drops off to the depths and right there Berit found our first Lionfish. After a valiant effort to nab it, she managed to chase it so deep into the coralhead we could no longer see it.

Soon after we found fish #2 and shortly after fish #3. Working together we managed to net and bag both of them and later drop them off at the lab for whatever the latest Dr. Mengele type of tests and dissections are being carried out these days. It looks like the LIonfish are winning the battle for the reef.

We are busy but happy with our situation here and hope the same is true with all of you!

Caribbean Note I

We’re at the end of our first week on Bonaire and, as usual, are amazed at how quickly the days pass by. Nine weeks will slip away and December will arrive in no time.

The house was in good repair but after four months was covered in red dust and the Geckos and creepy crawly critters had to be evicted. We arrived on our anniversary (seventeen years) at 5:00 AM and spent the day cleaning and putting everything in order.

October and November are the rainy months here and because the island is just a big rock the streets and countryside are pooled with water, but it’s always summertime and the ocean is warm and turquoise blue.

We’ve been pretty good at keeping our resolve to walk (3 ½ miles) along the waterfront every morning and then Berit works out while I swim laps in the neighborhood pool.

The big news on the island is that Bonaire is changing its political connection from The Netherlands Antilles (which ceased to exist last night at midnight 10-10-10) and is now a “municipality” of the Netherlands directly; still Dutch but even more so. I don’t think we’ll notice any difference.

We managed to get into the water by midweek and on our very first dive Berit found a Lionfish at the entry point, but because it was our checkout dive we didn’t bring our net or gloves or anything to catch it with. We carried on with the dive and while I was fiddling with the new configuration of my gear and electronics, Berit found a Seahorse! This was a site we had dived before (The Lake) and one of our favorites for finding these elusive creatures.

In time we finished the dive and loaded all our gear back into the truck and talked about going home to get the gloves and net, when Berit decided to try to get him in a small mask box with lid. So, she grabbed her fins and mask and jumped back in the water and after half a dozen free dives she finally got him in the box!! It was her first solo Lionfish catch and she did it without scuba or even gloves (to protect from the venomous spines) or a net!! Quite a feat!

We’ll start a new construction project on Monday. We’re building a nice wall and garden to replace the chain link fence along our front yard. In preparation we spent Saturday (in the terrible heat) digging and transplanting and pruning to save as much of our garden as we could from the workmen who will be building our wall and garden enclosure.

Rexx is happy to be back in the sun; he lies on his rug on the patio with his face toward the sunbeams with his eyes closed and seems for all the world like a young girl sunbathing on the beach. He has become reacquainted with all his lizard and iguana friends and enjoys chasing the doves that come to feast on the seed Berit puts out for them every day. Life here is good.