Today's Photos from the Field: Howler Monkeys, Intense Cable Bridge, and Being In Streams

The workday began with an intense experience with a wobbly (but seemingly reliable) bridge.

We use the PVC poles to measure stream depth, but mostly to stay upright while wading through jungle mud. The measuring tape is used to determine the boundaries of our transect.

We saw a troop of howler monkeys hanging around on our way home! This is the mom of a super-cute but hard-to-capture infant.

Pretty plants by the road

Morning Commute / Do Something Every Day That Scares You

Night Survey Numero Uno: Toxic Frog, Jesus Lizard, and a KINKAJOU!

We had an enormously productive and enjoyable night survey the night before last. Besides sinking into several patches of swamp and inhaling dozens of unfortunate but at-fault bugs, we saw and captured a good variety of animals, especially for a pasture site.

Some photos:

Leptodactylus savigii, the South American Bullfrog, which exudes a toxic mucous when disturbed that can cause bystanders to cough and tear up. Toxic to other frogs. Note the red eyeshine.

Basilicus plumifrons, one of the Basilisk lizards known as "Jesus lizards" for their ability to run across the surface of water.

Smilisca baudinii, the common mexican tree frog, is darn photogenic.

Ninia sebae, the red coffee snake. We temporarily absconded with this mellow fellow to use as an educational animal for a scientific outreach fair the next day.

One of several unidentifiable frog metamorphs-- part way between tadpole and frog.

I also saw a bunch of medium-small insectivorous bats, and, oh yeah...

A KINKAJOU!!!!

It's been a bucketlist species to see one in the wild, up there with other tropical species like the three-toed sloth. This guy was in an enormous tree in one of our pasture sites, moving around noisily and checking us out as thoroughly as we were him. His eyeshine was almost as noticeable as the racket he was making. We weren't sure at the time (Olingos are pretty similar), but I ID'ed it later by its prehensile tail, visibly lighter belly. and general scampering around. It was too high up and obscured by branches and darkness for any great photography (besides which, I was pretty occupied with staring at the kinkajou!), but here is a video of a kinkajou doing kinkajou things:

First Day: Strawberry Frogs, Sinking Boots, and a Lovely Sharp-Clawed Turtle

Today was my first day of fieldwork on this project, and it was a fun one! The purpose of this project is to examine how herpatafauna community composition varies by forest age, so we will be comparing the herps we find in primary forests, secondary forests, and grazed fields. We will be doing day and nighttime surveys on alternating days to find species that are active at different times, and looking on land and along streambanks. At each site, we will be performing transects: stretching  a cord out to 50m, and counting everything on 1m out on each side.

We started with a field site in the daytime today, which meant that a small herd of nervous steer eyed us very cautiously whenever we passed by.

We started with two stream sites, into which Michelle bravely waded up to her waist to drag the transect line. I found a small anole and also a strawberry poison-dart frog, which are a focal species of this study (meaning that we try extra hard to catch and measure them). We found a few more of these guys throughout the day and they are quickly becoming a favorite of mine: not only are they gorgeous, but they are way easier to spot than most sneaky brown species.

Oophaga (Dendrobates) pumilio. Licensed under Public domain via Wikimedia Commons 

We waded through our last stream site like a couple of sinking gondoliers, clinging to our measurement poles and using them to keep afloat. We also found a very lovely turtle!

Day 1 -- Preparations

Thank you, thank you, thank you universe for the access to high-speed internet. There may be gecko poop on the floor and a squeaky belt on the field vehicle, but academic research (and staying connected to home) are made so much easier by reliable internet access. We're still waiting on a wireless LAN in the house, but an ethernet cable to the router is getting the job done just fine thus far. Here's why I'm so happy about that: This morning I was able to have a skype interview! After all my worries about meeting with a potential graduate advisor, it went well and we had a better connection that I normally get at home.

After my video call, Michelle and I headed to town to gather some field supplies and run a few errands. I purchased some tall rubber boots (footwear with built-in snakebite protection) and failed to find an umbrella. I spent the next few hours marking out the centimeters on our PVC vegetation-measuring poles and getting to know our acoustic monitoring equipment.

Tomorrow is our first day of fieldwork, which I hear will be a pasture site with some very swampy bits and some stream surveys. I'll follow up more on the process once I get into the swing of things!

Getting There

My trip to CR was a bit of an adventure: I had two flights with an overnight layover in between. On my first flight, I was blessed with the company of Jerry (?), a rather inebriated Brazilian truck driver from Taunton. We chatted for most of the flight before he submitted to a hangover before landing. I also befriended a girl from Boston on her way to CR to spend her vacation volunteering with Sea Turtles, and a nice retired guy in the process of moving to CR. Thanks to some research (shoutout to sleepinginairports.com), I knew that the Orlando airport was not a bad place to crash; after all, I would have to be up and about less than five hours later. I found a nice padded bench in the food court (which was full of people with similar intentions) and zonked out for the night. On my second flight, I sat between some professional cyclists on their way home from a meet and a group of Orlandeans ready to party in Costa Rica. I took a taxi to the bus terminal I needed (I decided to spend a little extra to avoid an afternoon of bus terminal roulette with luggage), hopped on one two minutes to departure, and was on my way to Puerto Viejo! I was a little paranoid about not ending up in Puerto Viejo de Limon (where the tourists go) and instead making my way to Puerto Viejo de Sarapiqui, especially after the ticket clerk acted dubious and triple-checked that I knew where I wanted to go. However, I had boarded the right bus, and was met shortly after my arrival by Michelle, my new boss.

I recieved a driving tour of the surrounding towns as we made our way to the house. It's a very cute little two-bedroom cottage, with tile floors and a papaya tree outside. There is a mare with a young foal just beyond our backyard fence, and I am entirely enamored with them. I unpacked, spent most of the afternoon dozing and studying up the project, had a beer with a researcher friend of Michelle's, and went to bed early.

Alive and at My New Base Costa Rica

Title says it. It's lovely here. Time for rest now, more updates to come.