Monday, October 1st
After crawl counts, I organized
and cleaned all of the patrol kits. They got a LITTLE out of order while I was
gone. The other volunteers organized some new ARCAS t-shirts that were delivered. We
definitely needed some new ones. Right as I was finishing, Judit got back from
taking Riikka to Antigua! We both needed stuff at the tienda, so we made the
trip together and caught up.
In the afternoon, we got three
more volunteers. The park is about 4 beds short of being full. Most of the
volunteers are German and they all seem nice. I spent the next couple hours getting them
acquainted with the park.
I took one of the new volunteers
on patrol with me, but it was kind of a bad night for her first night of
patrolling. We kept JUST missing nests…as in the turtle and the parlamero with
the nest had already left by the time we saw the tracks. For the first turtle that we did come across, the parlamero wouldn’t let us buy the nest or get a
donation because he wanted to sell to the Monterrico hatchery. The Monterrico
hatchery not only gets money from the government, but it also pays parlameros
for “donations.” Thus, parlameros get more money by selling to them instead of
us. It’s not fair because we should get money from the government as well. Not
only do we use better techniques and take more data, but we treat the
hatchlings with much more care than they do.
Later, a young local named Abalito
(who about a month ago brought us a boa in order to save it from being killed)
called me over to a turtle and a parlamero. The turtle wasn’t laying her eggs,
so the man flipped her on her back to try and make her lay the eggs. I was
furious and so was he! We both attempted to flip the turtle back over and get
it back to the sea, but he kept flipping her over again. We tried to explain
that he was stressing her out and that flipping her over wouldn’t cause her to
lay her eggs. He wouldn’t listen though. I asked Abalito for this parlameros
name and the parlamero overheard me. He got extremely angry and started
threatening us because he thought we were going to call the police.
Unfortunately, we did about all that we could and had to leave the situation.
Abalito seemed like he was going to stay with the turtle, so hopefully he was
able to talk some sense in the man. Luckily, the night got a little better
because we were able to get a donation near the end of our patrol. At least the
walk wasn’t all for naught. In addition, I was able to mark down 9 tracks for
my crawl count tomorrow.
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