<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734164</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:33:05.940+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales from the West Pacific</title><subtitle type='html'>Join Ben and members of the NOAA Pacific Islands Fisheries Science Center Coral Reef Ecosystem Division as they explore the reefs, fishes and waters of Guam and the Commonwealth of the Northern Marianas Islands.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maramp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maramp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>oceanben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09169702899450644229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdaJxnukhPY/R9UXRMBBgqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P8Ky7LgsyNo/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734164.post-112846008503191551</id><published>2005-10-05T07:08:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T11:00:29.980+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Guam</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;According to the Lonely Planet, Guam is the metropolis of Micronesia. At
210 square miles and 163,000 people, Guam is the most populous of the
islands and is the vacation destination for planeloads of Japanese and
other tourists eager to snap up the duty-free items from the innumerable
strip and mega malls that dot Tumon Bay and Tamuning.  Beyond these
overcapitalized areas, Guam's northern and southern regions are
patchwork of sleepy villages, small coves, and picturesque beaches.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Guam's indigenous people, the Chamoros, have inhabited the Marianas
Archipelago since at least 1500 BC.  Believed the have migrated from
Indonesia, the Chamoro were the first culture in Micronesia to cultivate
rice prior to Western Contact.  Their culture was stratified and based
on matriarchal clans in which most farming, construction and building of
canoes was done by men while women prepared food, fished along the reef,
and made various baskets and pottery items.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The first western contact occurred in 1521 with the landing of Ferdinand
Magellan on the Trinidad in Umatac Bay.  As they dropped anchor,
Magellan's ships were greeted by a flotilla of canoes.  Miguel Lopez de
Legazpi arrived forty four years later, officially claiming Guam and the
Marianas for Spain.  For the next 250 years, Spanish galleons stopped in
Guam to take on provisions during annual voyages between Manila and
Acapulco.  Interestingly, nearly 150 years passed between Magellan's
landing and any real attempt at Western settlement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The establishment of a small Catholic mission by Diego Luis de
Sanvitores in 1668 marked the beginning of the missionary period. 
Initially receptive, it didn't take long for the Chamoros to realize
their very culture was under attack.  Ensuing rebellion and warfare
lasted for nearly 20 years, by which point war, smallpox and influenza
had decimated the population, leaving less than 5,000 of the original
100,000 Chamoros&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;It wasn't until 1822 that American whaling ships visited Guam.  During
the peak whaling years of the 1840s, hundreds of ships passed through
Guam's waters.  In April of 1898, the US declared war on Spain.  Two
months later, the American warship Captain Henry Glass arrived firing
volleys into Apra Harbor.  She was greeted warmly by the Spanish
authorities who, having no idea their two nations were at war,
apologized for not having enough ammunition to return the salute.  The
next day, Guam was surrendered to the Americans.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Japanese bombers from Siapan to the north attacked Guam on December 8,
1941 (the same day as the attack on Pearl Harbor taking the date line
into account).  Undefended, Guam fell two days later to the 5000 strong
Japanese force.  The Japanese immediately began teaching the remaining
Chamoros Japanese.  Initially the Chamoros were left alone but, as the
war turned for the Japanese Guamanians were placed in work camps to
build fortifications or were forced to farm to provide food for Japanese
troops.  On July 12, the remaining Guamanians were forced into
concentration camps on the eastern side of the island.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The US assault on Guam began July 17, 1944.  Four days later, 55,000 US
troops landed on the beaches at Agat and Asan and the US had secured
Guam by August 10th at a cost of 17,500 Japanese and 7,000 US lives.  In
the following weeks the population soared to over 200,000 as US
servicemen poured into the island in preparation for an invasion of the
Japanese mainland.  Nearly one-third of Guam was confiscated by the
military for bases which were heavily utilized during both the Korean
and Vietnam wars.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;While many of the traditional Chamoro ways have been replaced by strip
and mega malls displaying the wares of Planet Hollywood, Tiffany's and
the like, there are still areas of the island that retain the feel of
the tropical Pacific.  Our first night in Guam we were treated to a
feast by the local fishermen's co-op.  We were greeted with traditional
baskets containing fruit and vegetables of every variety.  For the 75 or
so people in attendance, there were an additional two full tables of
food, more than double our number could eat.  Fresh fish of every
variety, sashimi, sweet potatoes, bread fruit, a whole pig, and more
deserts than I could count!  After dinner and much talking, a troupe of
native dancers treated us to a show that lasted nearly half an hour. 
Ranging in age from 3 to 12 they performed a number of native Chamoro
dances in full regalia followed by fire dances with flaming batons and
small clay pots on the ends of rope filled with flaming oil of some
sort.  Despite the rain, it was truly spectacular and very special.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15734164-112846008503191551?l=maramp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112846008503191551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112846008503191551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maramp.blogspot.com/2005/10/guam.html' title='Guam'/><author><name>oceanben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09169702899450644229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdaJxnukhPY/R9UXRMBBgqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P8Ky7LgsyNo/S220/me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734164.post-112846013205177055</id><published>2005-10-05T07:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T10:58:00.246+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Underwater Guam and a Special Find</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Guam's underwater world has defied expectations.  With the level of
human habitation and building on the island, I expected the reefs to be
less that spectacular to say the least.  It appears, however, that I was
presumptuous.  While the windward (eastern) side of the island bears all
the marks of heavy wave exposure, relatively barren turf algae covered
pavement with large boulders, the leeward side of the island boasts
wonderful reefs which, although devoid of large fishes, harbor a
multitude of smaller fishes, corals, and invertebrates.  Indeed, some of
the reefs on the leeward side of Guam have had some of the highest
levels of live coral cover of any on the trip.  I have continued to see
lionfish, clownfish in their anemone homes, butterflyfish of every
variety, and the occasional Napoleon wrasse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Yesterday's first dive yielded a particular find as I spied an Olympus
digital camera in an underwater housing lying on the reef.  Flying the
board over to pick it up, I found it still had power and was in fine
working order.  Nothing special (1.3 megapixels) but you can't beat the
price!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15734164-112846013205177055?l=maramp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112846013205177055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112846013205177055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maramp.blogspot.com/2005/10/underwater-guam-and-special-find.html' title='Underwater Guam and a Special Find'/><author><name>oceanben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09169702899450644229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdaJxnukhPY/R9UXRMBBgqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P8Ky7LgsyNo/S220/me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734164.post-112788334964981364</id><published>2005-09-28T14:55:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T10:56:58.793+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinian</title><content type='html'>The second largest island in the Northern Marianas, Tinian is about 12
miles long and 5 miles wide with a top elevation of only 690, making it
the least mountainous of all the northern islands.  The windward
(eastern) side of the island, which we surveyed the day before
yesterday, is sheer, with 30-60 foot cliffs plunging to the turquoise
water below.    Tinian?s fertile soil was of great advantage to the
nearly 18,000 Japanese who settled here, leveling the forests and
turning the island into a patchwork of sugar cane fields.  The level
terrain was also ideal for airfields during the second world war which
gave rise to Tinian?s notoriety as the take-off site for the B29s that
dropped the atomic bombs on Hiroshima and Nagasaki.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Our diving here yielded fewer big fish than on the offshore banks, but I
did see my first three lionfish in the wild.  Tucker up under a small
ledge, they appeared to be taking a mid-day nap.  Appropriate, I suppose
for these nocturnal aquatic bouquets.   Most of the windward underwater
world was composed of huge boulders on an otherwise unremarkable algal
hardbottom community.  The windward cliffs continue to drop below the
ocean?s surface to a depth of about 60 feet before leveling off.  One
result is that, in order to keep to our 50-70 foot tow limit, we were
often towing less than 100 feet from shore.  It is kind of neat to be
flying over the ocean floor 60 feet below the surface while being able
to look up and to the left to see the underside of the waves crashing
against the shore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15734164-112788334964981364?l=maramp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112788334964981364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112788334964981364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maramp.blogspot.com/2005/09/tinian.html' title='Tinian'/><author><name>oceanben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09169702899450644229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdaJxnukhPY/R9UXRMBBgqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P8Ky7LgsyNo/S220/me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734164.post-112788335099740076</id><published>2005-09-28T14:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T10:55:36.966+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling much better today.  Yesterday I spent the entire day in bed
with a cough and sinuses I thought were going to make my head explode. 
I woke up at 7:00 am for the safety briefing and promptly went back to
bed, waking up again at 4 when the boats started coming in.  The doc has
given me some Sudafed, nasal spray, and cough syrup so hopefully all
will be better tomorrow and I will be able to start diving again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15734164-112788335099740076?l=maramp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112788335099740076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112788335099740076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maramp.blogspot.com/2005/09/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>oceanben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09169702899450644229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdaJxnukhPY/R9UXRMBBgqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P8Ky7LgsyNo/S220/me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734164.post-112768365617463678</id><published>2005-09-26T07:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T10:56:04.750+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Banks</title><content type='html'>For the past two days we have been diving on a pair of offshore banks
about 150 miles west of Saipan.  These underwater mountains rise from
the depths to within 50 feet of the surface.  Bathed in crystal clear
water, the banks are home to a variety of fishes and other marine life.
 In terms of large fishes, this was one of the first times I had to
write fast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;On our first dive of the day, Jake and I geared up and prepared the
dive.  Even though we knew it was only 50 feet, it was more than a
little odd getting ready to hop in the water in the middle of the ocean
with no land in sight.  Rolling over the side, we looked down and saw
the reef stretching out below us.  Swirling around us was a school of
foot long rainbow runners and a few small gray reef sharks.  As we
started to descend I noticed a 6-7 foot silvertip shark cruising along
the reef below us. Being one of the sharks we are somewhat wary of, we
paused to see what it would do.  He seemed interested in our presence,
but quickly bored and headed off to deeper water.  After making sure he
was not planning to return anytime soon, we started the cameras and
began our survey.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The bank is a flat, grooved mountaintop with low lying corals, soft
corals and other invertebrates.  I have a feeling this area gets pretty
wavy in the winter which would account for the lack of large coral
colonies.  The fish were impressive, however, with large three spot
snappers, rainbow runners, jacks, sharks, and groupers.  I saw more
giant clams on this dive than on any previous.  Mostly about a foot
across they are of the deepest blues, greens, and purple with iridescent
blue, green, and purple spots.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Being small, we only did three tows before we had completely covered the
bank.  With a long transit to our next site, we packing it in early and
started our transit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15734164-112768365617463678?l=maramp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112768365617463678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112768365617463678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maramp.blogspot.com/2005/09/banks.html' title='The Banks'/><author><name>oceanben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09169702899450644229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdaJxnukhPY/R9UXRMBBgqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P8Ky7LgsyNo/S220/me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734164.post-112750932545129745</id><published>2005-09-24T07:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T07:02:06.676+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Anatahan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;begin:vcard&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;version:2.1
end:vcard&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;We are now leaving Anatahan Island enroute to Pathfinder bank, and
undersea mountain which rises from the depths to within 50 feet of the
surface.  Being out in the middle of nowhere (about 150 miles west of
Saipan) we should see some intersting things.  Hopefully not too many
large toothy fishes, though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Today was a relaxing and pretty amazing day.  The sea has been flat calm
with a gentle swell.  Anatahan has been lazily billowing steam and smoke
from her crater on the eastern side of the island forming a cloud
several thousand feet high by mid-afternoon.  We sent a small party into
the nearshore waters to retrieve some oceaongraphic equipment and heard
stories of murky water and barren lands.  I gather from one of the
scientists on a dive that he was holding on the ankle of another and
could not even see his shorts.  Not good conditions for towboarding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I spent most of my day reparing a handle on the SCUBA compressor
manifold, reading papers, and answering the truckload of emails I
received this morning!  Thanks :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;With the calm seas tonight's sunset was amazing!  Just the right number
of clouds to make the colors and contrats the perfect tropical postcard.
 We could see each pink cloud perfectly reflected in the ocean surface.
 Truly an amazing sight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15734164-112750932545129745?l=maramp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112750932545129745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112750932545129745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maramp.blogspot.com/2005/09/leaving-anatahan.html' title='Leaving Anatahan'/><author><name>oceanben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09169702899450644229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdaJxnukhPY/R9UXRMBBgqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P8Ky7LgsyNo/S220/me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734164.post-112742366757545851</id><published>2005-09-23T07:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T07:14:27.636+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Nemo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Yesterday was a day of firsts.  My first open water dive in Micronesia
and I saw my first clown fish (Nemo) and first tridacnid (a giant clam
although it wasn't that big).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The dives were mixed.  The first dive was excellent.  We started on the
south east coast of Saipan where cliffs dropped 50 or so feet down to
the water's edge.  All along that section of coast there is a bench of
rock which is perfectly flat and extends about 8 feet from the base of
the cliffs about 1 - 2 feet above the water. Visibility was around 30
meters with excellent fish and coral communities.  The water is warm,
about 86 degrees and we are able to tow wearing only a rash guard (lycra
shirt) and swim suit.  It is nice to be warm while diving again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The second dive was not as nice.  Visbility had dropped to 15 meters and
much of the dive was over sand.  Hmmm, we have seen sand somewhere
before I think... oh yes, the entire main eight Hawaiian Islands cruise
last month!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Today I staid on board the ship as Dive Master and Data Manager which
entails giving the morning dive briefing, trying to make sure no one
gets hurt, and filling tanks which is what I have been doing all evening.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Tonight we are steaming north to Anatahan Island which should be
interesting.  The oceanography team will be dashing in to pick up some
of their instruments while the rest of us will stay on the ship.  We
were looking forward to exploring the underwater areas around the island
but the CO of the ship made the call today that it was too dangerous to
dive.  Better to err on the side of caution.  Anatahan is an active
volcanoe which errupted rather explosivly a few weeks ago.  Still, it
will be interesting to see it from the surface.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Now it is time to enter more data and then turn into a pumpkin.  I fear
my brain is hardly functioning.  My pillow will feel good tonight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15734164-112742366757545851?l=maramp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112742366757545851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112742366757545851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maramp.blogspot.com/2005/09/finding-nemo.html' title='Finding Nemo...'/><author><name>oceanben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09169702899450644229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdaJxnukhPY/R9UXRMBBgqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P8Ky7LgsyNo/S220/me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734164.post-112738582184087477</id><published>2005-09-22T20:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T20:43:41.903+10:00</updated><title type='text'>anyone out there?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;ok, so I've been at sea for about 5 days now and have received email
from exactly .... no one :-(  It's getting kind of lonely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;anyone out there?  I know it's a long address&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;~ben&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;ben.richards.atsea@senems.sette.omao.noaa.gov&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15734164-112738582184087477?l=maramp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112738582184087477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112738582184087477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maramp.blogspot.com/2005/09/anyone-out-there.html' title='anyone out there?'/><author><name>oceanben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09169702899450644229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdaJxnukhPY/R9UXRMBBgqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P8Ky7LgsyNo/S220/me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734164.post-112733662563665114</id><published>2005-09-22T07:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T07:03:45.666+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Incorrect email address and link</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;It seems I used the incorrect email address in the "Email Ben" link on
this page.  My correct address is as follows:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;ben.richards.atsea@senems.sette.omao.noaa.gov&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Messages must be limited to 1MB and each byte costs so please keep
messages small (i.e. no pictures unless they are important).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15734164-112733662563665114?l=maramp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112733662563665114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112733662563665114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maramp.blogspot.com/2005/09/incorrect-email-address-and-link.html' title='Incorrect email address and link'/><author><name>oceanben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09169702899450644229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdaJxnukhPY/R9UXRMBBgqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P8Ky7LgsyNo/S220/me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734164.post-112722029312072350</id><published>2005-09-20T22:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T22:44:53.120+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Grotto</title><content type='html'>Today was spectacular.  After a breakfast which left more than a little to be desired we headed out for a tour around the north end of then island which included several gun emplacements from the War and a clif site where hundreds of Japanese military personnel and their families commited suicide rather than being captured by US soldiers.  The site was spectacularly beautify but incredibly sobering at the same time.

Later we headed to "Blue Grotto" a sinkhole which has been flooded by the ocean.  Doning dive gear we descended the hundred or so stairs leading down to the water and prepared to explore this undersea world.  Dropping below the surface we drifted into the darkness.  As we passed under the cathedral ceiling, the underside of Saipan, the brilliant blue of the open ocean appeared before us.  Several huge tunnels now connect the grotto to the sea and as we made our way out through one of these we were surrounded by a menagerie of wonderful fishes and a small turtle.  Truly one of the more spectacular dives I have experienced.

Tomorrow we head out to sea and I am excited to see what the rest of the area has in store.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15734164-112722029312072350?l=maramp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112722029312072350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112722029312072350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maramp.blogspot.com/2005/09/blue-grotto.html' title='Blue Grotto'/><author><name>oceanben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09169702899450644229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdaJxnukhPY/R9UXRMBBgqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P8Ky7LgsyNo/S220/me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734164.post-112718736289183066</id><published>2005-09-20T13:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T09:18:31.746+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crossing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/273/1128/1600/CRW_8169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/273/1128/200/CRW_8169.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I have just crossed the dateline on my way to Guam. This morning was more than a little hectic. After finding out the night before last  that I had, in fact, misread my ticket and I was scheduled to leave on  SUNDAY and not Saturday as I had planned, I was ready for an extra 24  hours of calm and relaxation before the trip. This was not to happen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Happily I was able spend an extra day with Cristi and was able to make it to a party I thought I was going to have to miss. A colleage, Kevin  Hall, was having a crawfish ("craw-fish" for all you on-bayou types)  boil as a fundraiser for hurricane Katrina victims and, yes, it was a  fundraiser although we had plenty of fun eating 50 pounds of crawfish,  drinking more than a little beer and picking mangoes and star-fruit  from the trees in their backyard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Sunday morning (today) we got a call from a colleague who had just  gotten word he was going on the trip. Yes, the call came at 9:00 am to  be on a flight to Guam at 2:00 the same afternoon. I was happy I had  as much notice as I did. Cristi and I rushed off to pick him up,  dashed by his professor's house to pick up an exam he will be missing  (so I can proctor it for him on the ship) and then it was off to the  airport (half way across the island).  A little more of a whirlwind than we had planned, but exciting, and all worked out for the best. We  arrived with minutes to spare, checked our bags, through security, a  quick Kahlua pig sandwich, and onto the plane.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Continental accomodations have been surprising to say the least. We  just finished a hot lunch of ginger beer with salad, bread, and metal  utensils including a knife. Not five star, but certainly more than one  can expect as of late. Ice cream and coffee followed shortly  thereafter. I have a window seat (14A) in the mini-cabin between first  class and coach. If you are ever on a 767-400 to Micronesia, this the  place to be. Only 5 rows so it is quite with plenty of leg room, seat  power for the laptop, and video screens for each seat. We are cruising  at 34,000 feet at as speed of 550mph and it is -43 degrees outside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Across the thousands of miles of ocean, the view has been beautiful.  The sea has been as calm as a sheet of glass for the past hour or so  and the crystal white clouds rise like pillars between sea and sky of  safire blue. We arrive in Guam this evening and then it is on to  Saipan where I will meet the rest of the crew and find out what the  next few days have in store.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15734164-112718736289183066?l=maramp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112718736289183066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112718736289183066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maramp.blogspot.com/2005/09/crossing.html' title='The Crossing'/><author><name>oceanben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09169702899450644229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdaJxnukhPY/R9UXRMBBgqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P8Ky7LgsyNo/S220/me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15734164.post-112681732696377164</id><published>2005-09-16T06:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T10:28:56.956+10:00</updated><title type='text'>All My Bags are Packed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Two days before departure and I might actually have everything together! I am sure something will come up to take care of that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I fly from Honolulu to Guam and then on to Saipan where I will meet the NOAA Ship Oscar Elton Sette to begin our three week expedition through  the Northern Marianas Islands. While the inhabited portions of these  islands, namely Guam and Saipan, are not the idyllic South Pacific  Paradise, I am looking forward to getting up into the unpopulated  northern areas where we will hopefully see less impacted coral reef  areas, healthy reef fish assemblages, and possibly an active volcano or  two.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I am sure the first few days will be hectic as usual, but I hope to be
able to update this blog on a fairly regular basis. Stay tuned for
further news...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15734164-112681732696377164?l=maramp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112681732696377164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15734164/posts/default/112681732696377164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maramp.blogspot.com/2005/09/all-my-bags-are-packed.html' title='All My Bags are Packed'/><author><name>oceanben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09169702899450644229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pdaJxnukhPY/R9UXRMBBgqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P8Ky7LgsyNo/S220/me.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
