In Need of a Nap

I’m getting tired. The new volies are all very nice, but having 20 plus people around now all the time is already overwhelming for me. People try to compete for conversations, personalities are starting to clash, and our core group of 8 is no more. All of us for the first phase seemed to bond pretty well, and formed a steady routine of waking up, surfing, eating, counting whales, eating more, surfing, counting whales, and drinking. Now, everything has changed. But I’m trying to stay professional about it, plus it’s only for another 3 weeks. I’m sure the newbie’s and the oldies will fall into a new routine in the coming days. For now, I’m just trying not to strangle a few of them.

The wind blew a gale again today, and the rain came down in buckets. The whales that passed by today will not be counted, but statistics will fill in the gaps for the final estimate. We spent the day training the new volies on how to use the Cyclopes software (the program that tracks the whales movements), and the ins and outs of Theo (the theodolite for you new comers). What a long day, I’m ready for some barby, beer, and bed. It’s supposed to blow again tomorrow, so we plan to continue our search for the elusive koalas.

Jessie found the rousting trees for the giant fruit bats a few days ago, so I walked down there yesterday to check it out. It’s only about a 15 minute walk from the house. They roust in 20 meter tall gum trees, and they are in the thousands. It was hard to miss; you could hear their chatters from a ways away. It was pretty cool; they are so big and ugly. I snapped a few photos, I’ll post them in a few days when I get them uploaded. Well that’s the quick update; I’ve just determined that I don’t feel like typing anything.