Less Cold Water Blog with Dolphins by munificent Blog entry

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Less Cold Water Blog with Dolphins

You don't need a weathervane to know which way the wind blows!

Date: 5/20/2005 3:19:57 AM ( 19 y ) ... viewed 1811 times

One of the days I was incommunicado due to new, better roadrunner connection, I went to the "spot" and swam my usual.

I got a treat which I have witnessed 4-5 times before; the Navy's dolphin trainers putting "flipper" through her paces.

I am always tempted to swim out and see if "flipper" will play with me. The two times I have spotted the little gray skiff with trainers and fish being thrown, I have been waved off by the selfsame trainers.

I suspect that the dolphins are trained to apprehend "frogmen" (or in this case women.) The first time I saw the dolphin I happened to be out by the buoys and started to swim over to the skiff-The trainers became highly agitated and waved me back.

Another time I began to casually swim in the direction of the boat-innocently- on my normal course-well, not so innocent-but, well within my normal course. They turned the skiff around and headed out to deeper waters, throwing fish all the way. Like Hanzel and Gretel of the sea creature world.

I'm convinced that the dolphins would know the difference between me and an attacker of boats-but it seems pretty clear that the trainers are not so sure. I do respect their concern for me, but I want at that dolphin.

This year, I am making plans on how to be in the right place at the right time. I am determined to have a close encounter of the dolphin kind. I am sorry to report I have not seen my seal again. I am bereft of sea mammal encounters.

I do see the most interesting combination of birds, though- green parrots, along side of seagulls, mallard ducks, pelicans, tall gray and white shore birds that fish the shore-forgotten their names-elegant and beautiful, long necked-their feet are yellow with brown markings that look like leaves underwater. There is a small black bird that has a yellow beak. It is the melting pot of birds down at the bay.

I enjoy all the different calls and conversations among the species. I love to watch the pelicans dive bomb fish and bob back up to the surface! Their bones are hollow so they pop right back up after a dive.

My swims are becoming much more enjoyable now that the water has warmed up to 64-65 degrees. The days are mostly sunny and I have gotten way too much sun already.

The last time I was at the spot there was noone there but a man from the Port district that was trimming back overgrown trees and dying daisy's. This is the first time in 35 years I have ever seen anyone maintain the trail from the Port District-someone has called. He asked if I knew where the bee hive was -there is one and I do know where it is, before I thought it through I divulged the location-

He became hell bent on having it removed. I explained to him I had been a steady swimmer for years and the hive had been there for 4 years, they bother noone , they have not as yet swarmed, and that nature is an important part of our ecological balance.

He got quiet, and returned with his supervisor (the %¤#&!§-called a supervisor in-probably because he was afraid of my anger)He casually, guiltily, motioned with his head to his supervisor the offending hive's location.

I was really furious at myself for divulging the location, and my naiveté in helping this %¤#&!§-from the Port District of San Diego-Now part of the ambiance will disappear-they are serious about ridding the trail down to the water of any "sueable" hazards.

The sad part is, he would never have found it without my help-I am heartsick over my idiocy. I heard his supervisor say that they would be back Friday- today-I will be going down to make a plea for the peaceful bees. And for a swim and to generally keep an eye on The Port District's attempt to indemnify their risk.

Baby, life is a risk -only death is certain. These small minds, it breaks my heart that I was a part of the lunacy.

I don't hold out much hope that I can rectify my mistake...but I am willing to give it a shot.
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