Blog Posts Tagged "teacher-at-sea"
Well, my bags are packed and sitting by the door, my family, including the dog and two cats, are kickin' around, waiting to take me to the airport. Three planes and a car ride will get me from the rainy side of Hawaii Island to the R/V Atlantis. Some work setting up the ship's labs, a few meetings, maybe a sighting of a seabird or two, and then we'll be off! I'm excited,
I got to meet JASON today, and while I don't look my best (a red-eye flight will do that to you!), I'm thrilled to have finally come face to face with the legendary ROV. I'm posting a couple of pictures. He's being modified, poked, primed, prodded, and groomed for our upcoming voyage. It's amazing all the parts and facets to JASON!
When things break in the deep ocean, people have to come up with creative ways to solve the problem. That's just what the scientists are doing to fix a problem with one of the CORKs. On a previous expedition, when trying to lift off a "top hat" to open one of the CORKs, the handle broke off. In order to get the piece out, a whole new tool had to be cr
The data logger pictured above just came up from, oh, right about 2600 meters deep in the ocean. It was placed down there in 2007 and has been working away in the dark since then. Sure, there were interruptions and set-backs during those cold, dark years under the sea, but this baby put in some serious work time. It's amazing that this is basically a computer that has bee
The scientists and crewmembers have been so gracious in involving the teachers in the day-to-day activities of the ship. The educators have been busy with ship-to-shore webcasts to groups across the country, developing projects, making short films, and learning about the science. As we're becoming more familiar with the science, we are able to become involved in some of the work (in
ahhhhhhhhhhh, the beautiful ocean! This morning I was standing on the bow with my camera (always), a cup of coffee and an EXCELLENT raspberry muffin, watching for sea birds, or fish, or really anything moving around. The whispering, rolling ocean mirrored the soft grey clouds overhead. Halfway through the muffin, I noticed something hovering over the surface...it looked like a
Styrofoam cup + sharpie markers + a lot of people who have been on the same ship for 17 days = good fun! Bags and bags of decorated cups were lovingly packed into old onion bags and strapped to all the structures headed for the deep. When they come back to the surface, the cups are tiny, shrunken art pieces. People sorted through the pile of feather-light souveniers to find th