Cleaning Up the Christmas Mess

Posted in Mixed Nuts, Under the Sea on December 26th, 2009 by MadDog
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My birthday has come and gone. Christmas has come and gone. Boxing day has come and gone. I’m now waiting patiently for New Year’s Day. It to, providing nothing drastic occurs, will come and go. So will 2010. And, so it goes. I’m still having fun, so let it roll. I do, however, need to settle on a new New Year’s Resolution. So much left to improve . . . so little time left.

When I came to the office this sunny Sunday morning to catch up on two days posting which I missed (shame, shame), I fully intended to do so. However, a faulty power supply on our main router had knocked the web on its bum. This was a big monkey-wrench in my gears. It took me a couple of hours to find the problem. I kept trying to sort out the router – no luck. Then I got a new router and set it up. It worked fine on the test bench. Plug it into the network – buzz, humm . . . same problem. Fortunately William Butler was looking over my shoulder, patiently waiting for the web to come back. He pointed out to my foggy mind that the problem was the same and the only common factor was the power supply. DOOH!  I should have thought of that. This is why my job becomes more and more annoying year after year. They keep inventing new stuff and I can’t keep up!

Anyway, here is an amusing panorama that I grabbed the other day. If you ever get tired of looking out my front door, I’m going to be out of the journaling game:

Spooky, eh?

Yesterday out on Astrolabe Bay,  the Finisterre Mountains  looked like big piles of coal in the distance:I took KP Perkins, a Yank who has been working for the British Volunteer Services Organisation, out for her first SCUBA dive. She has just finished her Open Water Course. Other than teensy-weensy problems with her buoyancy control, which everybody  experiences at first, she did herself proud and had a good time. We did a second dive to celebrate:

Working with new divers is one of my favourite things.

Back to the scenery one more time. Here is a sunrise scene that taxed my Photoshop skills. As it happens, it was worth the effort:

Now, as I can see that I’m never going to catch up today and I’m hungry, I’ll close with something that seems to be a favorite among my readers – the forever humble and humorous Hermit Crab, some species of Dardanus:

Hopefully, I’ll finish catching up tomorrow.

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Hermit Crab Survives Earthquake

Posted in Humor, Under the Sea on October 20th, 2009 by MadDog
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An egocentric popularity-hound such as I would never pass up a chance to get a bookmark in your browser. I got so many comments on my Facebook page about the Hermit Crab a few days ago that I’m going to repeat the ploy – this time with another poor, unsuspecting Dardanus.

Last Saturday at Barracuda Point  near Pig Island  I was fooling around under the boat using up the rest of my air and looking for something, anything to shoot. I noticed a Trochus shell sitting on top of a plate coral. This is a dead giveaway for the presence of a Hermit Crab. There’s no other way that the shell is going to get there.

I went over to have a look and saw that there was, indeed, a hairy little occupant. I tipped its house over as gently as I could, though I don’t imagine that it felt very gentle to the householder. Here is the shell, appearing empty:

An empty Trochus shell?No, wait! Somebody’ home:No, somebody is in there. A Dardanus Hermit Crab emerging from a Trochus shell.Having observed this many times, I’m intrigued that Hermit Crabs don’t seem to be able to get their eyes out for a look-about before exposing their thorny, but undoubtedly tasty legs first. It’s like sticking your hands around the corner and waving them to see if your burglar has a gun.

Anyway, out comes Mr. Crab looking a mite grumpy:

Hey, who turned my house over? A Dardanus Hermit Crab emerging from a Trochus shell.

While its feet still dangle above the coral it seems to rest a moment to evaluate the situation. Is it possible that it’s waiting to see if there will be an aftershock?

Sooner or later, the job of re-erecting the house must be done. This requires reaching way out of the front door, grabbing the coral and giving a mighty heave:

You JERK! Now I have to fix this mess. A Dardanus Hermit Crab emerging from a Trochus shell.One wants to get this over as quickly as possible as the soft, ticklish and predator attracting end of the critter is highly exposed.

Now, go away and leave me alone. A Dardanus Hermit Crab emerging from a Trochus shell.

Finally, with an audible ‘plop’ the house returns to its vertical position. A little grooming is in order now. Clean up the bits knocked off of the top of the house onto the coral. Be sure to check if anything tasty fell off of the roof.

I’ve never met a hermit crab that I didn’t like. I wish that I could say as much about people.

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