Wednesday, December 28, 2016


I now, for the first time in living here for the past 8 years full time, have my own personal internet. So here in my trailer in this little village I am connected at a touch with the information highway. It is almost eerie to think of and I am both delighted and wary. So much wonderful information yet so much grief when I see how things are developing on our planet. With no phone, no TV and no consistent internet I have been able to isolate myself from much of the daily stream of injustice throughout the world. Now there is no escaping it and I must carefully choose what I will endure. With that said here’s my first blog with the internet as an integral part of my resources. I will avoid becoming dark in my missives but I cannot go without some comment on the state of things. I offer two such missives: the first simply a cartoon.



"Nature is busy creating absolutely unique individuals, whereas culture has invented a single mold to which all must conform. It is grotesque."

~ J. Krishnamurti

The second, a recent completion of a NOAA study of global temperatures for 2016. I will leave it to you to draw your own conclusions.  



://weather.com/en-GB/unitedkingdom/weather/news/noaa-climate-report

Here in Baja it is windy and cold (relatively of course) so my ocean swims are very rare, mores the pity, but I have my friend Bert to inspire me on to regular workouts on the beach after introducing him to my exercise regimen.

My buddy Bert, 76 and "truckin"


We have other companions on the beach that keep us entertained and are great reminders of the unique and wonderful place we find ourselves at 75.



 Speaking of birds. We do have a large number of Roadrunners here in the desert and they of course remind me of the movie cartoon of the road runner and the wiley coyote. I saw this on FB the other day and couldn’t resist passing it on.


 Good thing for Roadrunner that he’s not up against this dude.



 One more little thing about animals. The picture below is not mine but the following one is.



Sperm whale in full breach

This is a full breach by a sperm whale (think Moby Dick) the second (third?) largest of our whale species here in The Sea of Cortez. They are a toothed whale like the Orca and are also very, very intelligent. The picture below was taken by me some years ago as one of four approached our panga. I didn’t dive in but three years ago I once again had the opportunity and swam with a herd of 27 of these critters – fantastic!

Comin' at me

Some cool stuff always happening in astronomy and space travel. The Cassini spacecraft (left Earth 1997) is still providing excellent data on the make up of Saturn and its rings. Come Sept. 2017 it will plunge into the planet itself as it’s orbit deteriorates. Thank you Cassini, you have been a testament to human ingenuity and the unique beauty of our neighbor Saturn. 



This graphic shows the closest approaches of Cassini's final two orbital phases. Ring-grazing orbits are shown in gray (at left); Grand Finale orbits are shown in blue. The orange line shows the spacecraft's Sept. 2017 final plunge into Saturn. Credit: NASA/JPL-Caltech

Another bit of astronomy/geology:

The force of gravity can change depending on what’s under the Earth beneath you. Higher concentrations of mass, like high-density rocks or minerals can change the force of gravity that you feel. But of course, this amount is too slight to be noticeable. NASA missions have mapped the Earth’s gravity field with incredible accuracy, showing variations in its strength, depending on location.






 Isn’t this picture precious in the truest sense of the word? It actually brought tears to my eyes: tears of wonder and joy.

Reverence

As well as this picture. REVERENCE FOR THE BEAUTY WITHIN LIFE



Here are two men who exemplified reverence for all life. I was fortunate to have them both introduced to me (via books) as a young boy by my mother. She told me that they were the only men she would marry after losing my dad in The Second World War: I soon realized why and honored her for it.



Rabindranath Tagora and friend

Though I was born in Tallinn, the capitol city of Estonia, my mother’s people go back to the island of Saaremaa. As a very young child I spent summers there at my grandfather’s farm.


Coat of arms of the island of Saaremaa
Kuressarre Castle on Saaremaa



Here’s some additional information on that Island and it’s people.

The Oeselians, Osilians, Esths, or Ests were a historical subdivision of Estonians inhabiting Saaremaa (Latin: Oesel or Osilia), an Estonian island in the Baltic Sea. In modern Estonian, they are called saarlased (Estonian pronunciation: [ˈsɑːrlɑset] "islanders"; singular: saarlane), which also applies to present-day inhabitants of the island. They are first thought to be mentioned as early as the 2nd century BC in Ptolemy's Geography III.[1]

The superior god of Oeselians as described by Henry of Livonia was called Tharapita. According to the legend in the chronicle Tharapita was born on a forested mountain in Virumaa (Latin: Vironia), mainland Estonia from where he flew to Oesel, Saaremaa.[13] The name Taarapita has been interpreted as "Taara, help!" (Taara a(v)ita in Estonian) or "Taara keeper" (Taara pidaja) Taara is associated with the Scandinavian god Thor. The story of Tharapita's or Taara's flight from Vironia to Saaremaa has been associated with a major meteor disaster estimated to have happened in 660 ± 85 B.C. that formed Kaali crater in Saaremaa.

Perhaps the most renowned raid [yes, we were those Vikings] by Oeselian pirates occurred in 1187, with the attack on the Swedish town of Sigtuna by Finnic raiders from Couronia and Oesel. Among the casualties of this raid was the Swedish archbishop Johannes. The city remained occupied for some time, contributing to the decline as a center of commerce in the 13th century in favor of Uppsala, Visby, Kalmar and Stockholm.[12]


Here’s an interesting story from the same part of the world. A Russian family and their escape from persecution to live TOTALLY isolated in a harsh part of the outback for 40 years. An incredible story. This was their “home”.



A final note:




Tuesday, December 6, 2016





 I just liked this

Not much to report regarding whale activity as yet. Not surprising, it’s very early in the season. I thought I caught a blow the other day but not sure. One of my local friends did see three humpbacks moving north past El Cardonal about two weeks ago, so they are moving in my grid.

There are some people leaving Cardonal that will be sorely missed. My good friend Dr. Alexander will be returning to Europe (Spain) where he has a home – he is a German Doctor – because his daughter who was living in Los Barriles returned to Germany. The other is not certain but it looks like my friend Alfonzo who owns the Cantina across the street might be going too. Just not enough business to keep him here. He will probably return to Mexico City where he has family. I will miss them both.

Alfonzo & Zack  2014

However, an old friend (from forty years ago) may be making his home here. Bert and I were neighbors in the hills outside of Sebastopol, CA when we were young fathers. We are of the same age with very similar histories. It is a distinct pleasure to have him here.

The north wind has started to blow so my swimming time is limited due to swells but I will try to get in whenever I can. On the 9th of November I did some swimming in the swells and it was very enjoyable though a bit hard to get out due to rocks.

On the 16th I had one of those “everything works out” trips to LB: car ins. covered, taxes, Doc says no thyroid problems, great lunch (camarones wrapped in bacon and liberally covered with mango sauce), visit with my dear friends Chris and Christina, ATM worked, home by 1:00, hoohah!

A bit of not good news, my good friend Char, who runs the clinic in LB, fell and broke both arms and fused four discs. She’s ok and back at work at the clinic but jeez.

First cold night (to me) was on the 22nd. After living through the summers here even our “winter” is cold to me. Most all visitors are dressed in T shirts and shorts and I’m doubled up with long shirt and vest.

The big event last month was my birthday and the visit of my daughter Kersti and my son Zack. It’s the first time in many, many years where we three were together for any real length of time. I even got a few days with each alone on either side of my birthday and that was some real quality one on one time.

Here are some pics of our time together.

Kersti and Zack out in Ishmael’s panga looking for whales.



This is a pic of my two very good friends – Alfonzo and Ishmael



Me and my kids on my 75th birthday.



Zack working out on the beach, every morning for him, every other day for me.

Kersti shell hunting


Me in my kayak on Kersti’s last day here. So lucky with the wind! I am honoring the four sacred directions which I do whenever I kayak.


I expect to have some encounters fairly soon though it is still very early in the season.  This was my very first one in the water - 2007.


I wanted to add this whale shot of a languid wave by a friendly humpback some years ago.


Just a reminder of the power of Mother Earth and our responsibility to care for her.


Hope everyone has a wonderful holiday season.






Tuesday, November 1, 2016




Is it not time to recognize the significance of the denial by The United States, and the world, of the largest holocaust ever perpetrated on a member of our species?

https://thinkprogress.org/indigenous-spiritual-movement-8f873348a2f5?amp%3Butm_medium=email#.56yt8u8kyRock pic

I cannot claim one ounce of Native blood but I am proud to say that both my children have in their genome a strong trace of Comanche. The picture above is of their great, great, great grandfather......yes, that Comanche. 




My interest in all things dealing with Native Americans began with the above book and proceeded through some volunteer field work, many pow wows, medicine circles and eventually a book of my own: “Cultures in Collision”. Available through The Mendocino Co. Historical Society in Ukiah, CA. 



My heart goes out to America’s indigenous peoples and their continual fight for equality.

A humpback whale was seen by Ishmael and Vicente shortly after Hurricane Newton. In close, going north around San Pedro. Resident, early arrival, left behind??? We should start seeing them soon – can’t wait – HOOHAH.

On Oct. 18th I kayaked out a mile for a sun up paddle, then in for a 10 lap swim – beat but got me to the inside edge of The WZ.

                                   THEY ARE COMING 



 I am preparing physically and mentally if not spiritually for this whale season. I feel more than ever a closeness to them and see them as returning family. I intend to fully engage with them in the water as much as I can for the opportunity is too wonderful to deny myself. I cannot believe I have been so lucky as to have spent the last 12 years tracking them and having the number of close encounters I have experienced. I encourage you all to buy my book: THE OTHERS, “The Whale People” to see how incredible it is for us to share this planet with them. The book is available online from Balboa Books, Barnes and Noble and Amazon. All the proceeds go to my research. And do please remember that my funding comes exclusively from private donations so whatever you can donate will be highly appreciated (ONLINE DONATIONS CAN BE MADE AT: gofund.me/6j0prg). A $50 donation will entitle you to your own adopted whale, named by you in the records along with a color photo of it’s flukes and the data sheet recording it’s details. I keep believing that one of these days one will extend its pectoral fin out to me for a touch.

I have reread Will Durant’s first book in the 10 volume series, “The Story of Civilization” (my favorite series of all time). This is only because I have my own personal copy of Vol.I but I again thank Roseanna Marchetti for lending me the other volumes during the past 4 years that it has taken me to read them all. They have been cherished and given me more intellectual, scholarly, entertaining, colorful, sad, enlightening reading than anything else I have read.

I continue to read voraciously. Of course I have no internet or TV to distract me so there is a steady stream of books that pass through my hands. The only themes I avoid are spy books (all but Mr. Smiley of M5) especially super propaganda specials written by, oh, you know who. Still try to keep one sci/fi, one mystery, one hist. or fantasy novel and one science book going at all times so I can choose what to read according to my disposition. Right now they are: The Fifth Sacred Thing, Lady of Avalon, Manhattan Transfer and Chariots for Apollo. I keep trying to remember to recommend my favorites but keep forgetting – anyone out there who can relate to that problem?

I saw a beautiful and big coal black Coach Whip snake crossing the road the other day.


Must have been over three feet long and thick. It was on it’s way towards my place and it’s welcome but I lost him before it got to my fence. They are known to have a nasty temper but are not venomous and will leave you alone if you leave them alone.

Otherwise all the same critters are around though various migrations are happening regularly as the season changes. One critter that we have not seen much of is the jelly called “Agua Mala”. Now they STING! In the Atlantic they are called “Portuguese Man-o-war” and are considerably larger than our variation and also much more dangerous. But if you are hypersensitive the ones here can be very dangerous. Fortunately I’m not: I have been stung twice and though it hurt like Hell and left a presentable welt I was not too badly effected. HOWEVER, I no longer swim laps without a long sleeved shirt on.

Every now and again it’s important to remember what is and what isn’t important – WATER is IMPORTANT.





We are in deep need of rain – nothing since Newton and very little before. The town well is absorbing too much sea water and the water quality is way down. WATER! Is there any resource more important?

Went out kayaking the other day and decided to try an egress and return into the kayak in deep water. Did 10 laps over the reef and was rewarded with a turtle encounter and then back on board with one effort but not exactly easy. Hauling out was a chore – kayak getting heavier? Hah!

Today is the 25th and many friends are arriving soon from N. Cal, Canada, Idaho, Colorado etc. The beach and bay will be busy. And of course my critters will be here soon too.

End of October and the weather has begun to change. Though still hot in the afternoons, the mornings and nights are cooling nicely. The water is warm enough to swim pleasantly without a wet suit – always a shirt though in case of agua malas.

My good neighbors Kelly and Terri from Medicine Hat, Canada are here and I was gifted with a kilo of Dorado caught by Kelly yesterday morning. Delicious! After eating nothing but Trigger Fish for the past months it is like ambrosia.

No major changes in the “little” critter (all those smaller than whales) population. I continue to wage war against the small black ant people. I don’t mind that they are cleaning up all kinds of organic debris left behind my activities, I draw the line on my skin and the micro-critters there who the ants also like to feed on. NEVERTHELESS – the ant people are so very important to the biosphere it is difficult to get too aggressive with them. One must really read about them to fully appreciate the roll they play in keeping this planet, and us, healthy.

 

A lot of these guys around now – chipmunks – I used to spend hours coaxing these critters to my hands when my mom took Peter (my bro) and me to Yosemite every summer for vacation. She was an inveterate hiker so after a few days in the valley at camp 4 (anybody been there)? We would backpack into the High Sierra camps that ring the valley from above. I always found the chipmunks particularly curious and cute.

Me and my older brother Peter at Merced Camp

 
Once a backpacker, always a backpacker......gets you to the cool places (like Havasupai Canyon, Arizona – way back when)