It was a castle-building, bug-catching, stand-up paddle boarding, sign-replacing, fun-having, hard-working-week.
So Three Scientists and a Park Ranger Walk into a Pocosin…
…and one scientist says to the others whats a pocosin? That scientist was me. This was the first time I’ve been in a pocosin as far as I know…its definitely the first time I’ve ever heard the word. It was supposed to be a wetland of some kind on a hill from what I was told.Everything was burned, black and sooty. Not exactly the spitting image of any wetland I have ever seen. We ventured in there to find any plant species that were alive or beginning to grow post-wildfire and locate previously marked vegetation study areas. The study areas we supposedly marked by re-bar sticking an inch out of the ground. The plant cover was thick vines and short shrubs up to half a foot thick all over the area. I guess some scientists don’t think that far ahead. Needless to say we didn’t find their exact locations. It was cool to see the various plants and animals that lived there though. We saw a whole mess of pitcher plants. I was amazed at them not just for the fact that they’re cool plants, but I had never seen them outside those little plastic containers you buy them in at the garden section at Lowes. After we were about to finish up the job the park ranger walked over to the biologist we were working with and said “We should get out of here. Looks like the weather is brewing.” He answered her with “Yeah, I want to find the wild cranberries first. They’re around here somewhere.” Ten minutes later the skies opened up. He found no cranberries. The rain was torrential (almost hurricane like) the whole mile back to the car. I still have water in my bones from Tuesday. It was fun though. Very wet, windy, and muddy fun. There is a part of the seven-year old me that won’t leave.
VICTORY IS MINE!
I caught the red dragonfly. It turns out it is a Golden-wing Skimmer.Upon closer inspection there was a pair of damselflies mating.note the voyeur fly.
It’s a Trap!
My bugs traps are set and ready. The cloth one was put up first, then the mesh one a day later due to complications in the field. They look like ghosts in an odd sort of way and almost surprise me every time I walk over the hill and I first see them.
That’s what’s SUP.I had to title this part of the post that due to the SUP puns me and another intern and I were making while stand up paddle-boarding. It was my first time, but it was easy and fun past the first five minutes when I though I’d be going for a, unintended swim. After SUPing, I jumped off a bridge. Before I could get out, I was introduced by some middle-schoolers to a cone apparently named Tom that was hidden under the nearby boardwalk…it made me consider if I was that weird in middle school…
…wait. I still am.
Here is the video of Me Jumping Off a Bridge .
Over the weekend I went to the beach a couple of times too. With the recently moved in UNC students, we made a sandcastle by hand. I called it the NC State-UNC co-operative miniature silicon dioxide fortified medieval living grounds, or NCSUNCCMSDFMLG for short (there’s that middle school part of me). We watched it ultimately get destroyed by a scale tsunami, and proceeded to dig holes, that filled with water, to chill in until we decided to leave later in the evening.Well, that’s all folks. I’m happy and I hope you’re happy too. Never stop chasing your red dragonfly. You might just get it a week later. Well, that just took all my philosophy for the week. Later!