Since the last post we haven’t been able to do much trapping due to some stormy weather and too much moonlight… but we have been able to keep ourselves busy with other work… and have only gone mildly mad with sleep deprivation in rare moments. One night we even had a greased hair contest. Sarah won at 13 inches of grease length.. mine only 11 inches. That was after 18 days non-washed. I won’t horrify you with photos of that but here is one that I feel encapsulates our typical state of mind.
We had a lovely Valentine’s Day out here with a beautiful sunset over the shade house…
And I even made Sarah a Valentine out of toe nail clippings…
Unfortunately we didn’t catch any more owls our last tour due to bad weather and had to leave on the helicopter again since the seas were too rough for the boat. Michael sent me a pair of aviators and Sarah found some old ones in the house, so of course we had to wear them even though there wasn’t really enough sun to make them necessary.
On my break I took a Wilderness First Aid course and got certified… this was one of my classmates:
Another one of my classmates let us stay on a Tall Ship the Bill of Rights that she works on and here is her cousin, Broer, playing guitar while wearing his kitten sweater. Unfortuntely I don’t have a picture of “First Mate Katz” playing her saw.
Since back on island we have had a bit more bad trapping weather, until last night when the winds were calm and the skies were dark. And we caught two owls! Huzzah! Both ladies again. They are nicely fitted with radio tags. We also got some night vision goggles and will be doing some “night ops” with those soon. Pictures to follow!
This owlette was eating a mouser (note the bloody talons)!
Sarah releasing owl spirits:
We also caught some mousers to test out our new track tubes we made… they are the cutest!
Also, a lot of plants are starting to flower.. so that’s happy.
I had a dream last night that Sarah and I were robbing a bowling alley while dressed up as care bears. The bowling alley had a stash of diamonds for their bowling contest winners. We got caught by secret service men. The man who caught me forced me to shave my legs before going to prison… I was pretty upset about the whole ordeal.
I forgot to smell the owls, so I still don’t know what they smell like.