Life at Midway

Monday, April 2, 2012

Future serial killer

I found this chick using dead bird parts to line a new nest cup. Sick little chick. He looked up so innocently like he was doing nothing wrong but I know better.

One of the few locked places on the island is the bowling alley. It's only open Sunday nights from 7-9pm. It's so odd and fun. Most of the balls and pins are really old with lots of nicks and missing paint but it totally adds to the character of the place. I don't even want to know how old some of the shoes are. A few of the lanes don't work and some of them have pinsetters that don't always work properly and so you'll end up with pins already down even before you have thrown the ball. When we played with the former volunteer Nik, we'd just count those pins in our score--Midway rules. But when playing with others who take it more seriously we have to push the reset button to get the correct amount of pins to start with. So much less exciting because you never knew what you'd get and sometimes the pins would start falling out even before the pin setter had landed. Fun. If it gets too annoying or something gets stuck, they'll shut off the lane and go in the back to fix it. We got to go back there which was so cool but looked fairly dangerous and was super loud.

The score sheets are fantastic and look like they are from the 50's or something.

Bowling's fun, even though I'm not very good at the actual bowling aspect of it. I think I have a mental block because my mom married a pro-bowler for a while and he was kind of a douchebag so he tainted bowling a bit for me. That sounds like a good excuse, right? I joked about that to a few people the first night as an explanation for my poor bowling skills and so they suggested I picture his teeth as the pins and every time I do that I get a strike.

Almost every time we have been bowling a petrel has ended up flying into the bowling alley and stumbling onto a lane. As I mentioned in a previous post, bonin petrels drink alcohol in their burrows all day, end up getting hammered and then come out at night and drunkenly fly into things. I'm pretty sure they had to put up this sign in the bowling alley because of the petrels.

Saturday, March 31, 2012

Pictures of boobies

The blog post title is just a shameless ploy to get people interested in my blog. Apparently one of the previous volunteers suddenly got 4,000 hits in one day on his blog that usually only got a hundred or so and it was because he had posted pictures of brown boobies and so he got all this traffic from people searching for brown boobies and were probably very disappointed with the results. The boobies are mainly on Eastern Island and we don't get to go over there that often. There are three islands that make up the atoll: Sand Island, Eastern Island and Spit Island. I've never been on Spit Island. I'm hoping it is more enchanting than its name implies.

For the first few days here I did not even know that the island I was on was not called Midway Island. Apparently I did not do my research. Midway Island is a misnomer and it's actually called Midway Atoll and I live on Sand Island (which is more enchanting than its name implies). Apparently Sand, Eastern and Spit aren't technically even islands they are islets but really, who cares...

Courtesy of Wikipedia

Sand Island is 1,200 acres-3 square miles. The dark blue parts of the water in the atoll are where the military dredged to make a channel and harbor for the boats. It is one of the most remote places on earth and it's the last place to see the sun set. The red dot is approximately where our volunteer house is located. The population ranges from about 50 -100 people. When the military was here they had about 5,000 people which completely boggles the mind because when a tour group of just 18 people comes in it makes the island feel crowded.

The boat ride to get to Eastern is fun and many times people will see spinner dolphins on the way there or back. I have yet to see them but I've been told they show up right before or after I had just been there. They are totally taunting me.

There's a very cute little seal that likes to hang out at the dock on Eastern to say hello, which is nice because otherwise you can't really see seals close up since they are endangered and we can't get closer than 150ft. The seals don't know about the 150ft rule and even if they did they are total anarchists and don't ever follow the rules.

The Hawaiian name for monk seals translates to "dog that runs in rough waters". They are considered a "living fossil"because fossil records show they've been around for 15 million years and they may be the ancestors to all other seals. I very much want to hug them.

Here's the pictures of boobies that you've been eagerly waiting to see.

Red footed booby doing a little dance.

A frigate bird and booby had a staring contest.

The frigate won.

Here comes the rain again

I haven't posted in a while because we've been kinda busy and the Kahana came back for a bit which meant the tequila shots also returned, plus we had beautiful weather the last two weekends so I never made it to the office to get on the computer like I usually do. This weekend it's raining and so I can catch up with emails and whatnot. I also don't mind the rain because I still find the soggy chicks hilariously cute.

Seriously...

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Fuzz ball

Look how much fun it is to dig out a petrel hole if you accidentally step on a burrow.

You really have to dig down deep because you don't want to just assume it's an old burrow and bury a petrel and now the baby chicks could potentially be in there so it's even more important since the adults might have a chance to dig themselves out but these little dust bunny impersonators definitely wouldn't be able to.

This little guy was from a petrel burrow that was stepped on and had to be dug out. So cute and ridiculous with its lil' dirty face. The chick without all the fuzz is probably 1/20th the size. I didn't have my camera but thankfully another volunteer, Laura Marie, was kind enough to share the picture since we may not see these guys until they start getting curious and peaking out of their burrows but by then they probably won't be as fuzzy.

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Critters

Someone asked me what other kinds of animals are here besides birds and I'm sure there are some but mainly all you see are birds. Here are a few of the other animals I have managed to see behind all the birds-mostly they are sea creatures. There are mice here too but they aren't as photogenic. There used to be rats and they drastically brought down the bird numbers and so a big eradication program was started and I think it took something like four years to kill all the rats. My boss has a desiccated rat in a zip-lock bag marked as the last rat on the island hanging on his wall. Fun trophy.

Monk seals are endangered and so we can only get within 150ft or 300ft if they are with pup since they need to rest and you don't want to scare them back into the water where the sharks can get them.

The turtles are also endangered but they like to swim under one of the piers so we can see them fairly often. They also like to hang out at the aptly named Turtle Beach.