Carlton
Chameleon Enthusiast
Bet you don't have to deal with this every day!
My office is swarming like an ant heap today. Apparently there's a dead humpback whale floating near Glacier Bay, and our whale biologists are heading out to conduct a necropsy on it. There's a high probability it was hit by a large ship...cruise ship or freighter. These frustrated biologists don't actually get to handle their chosen creature of interest very often, so when one floats within reach they all get this fanatical gleam in their eyes and go somewhat crazy cutting fascinating bits off of it. And they bring them all home for the rest of us to experience whether we want them to or not. We do have a rule however, they can't bring the raingear or coveralls they wore while digging around in the carcass into the office...they have to take them directly to the incinerator. Boots can be soaked in bleach and industrial detergent but left outdoors anyway. Some years ago another whale washed close by and I was part of the crew that towed it to a sheltered beach for the necropsy. Even at the far end of a couple hundred yards of rope, chilled by 38 degree water, and downwind, the odor was "indescribable". We salvaged the entire skeleton from that whale and it took over 10 years of intensive scraping, soaking, boiling, and burying to get the bones approachable enough for visitors. The skeleton has been on display for about 2 years and its already moldy and attracting bears, wolverines, and porcupines. Just when we thought our noses had recovered...it starts all over again.
My office is swarming like an ant heap today. Apparently there's a dead humpback whale floating near Glacier Bay, and our whale biologists are heading out to conduct a necropsy on it. There's a high probability it was hit by a large ship...cruise ship or freighter. These frustrated biologists don't actually get to handle their chosen creature of interest very often, so when one floats within reach they all get this fanatical gleam in their eyes and go somewhat crazy cutting fascinating bits off of it. And they bring them all home for the rest of us to experience whether we want them to or not. We do have a rule however, they can't bring the raingear or coveralls they wore while digging around in the carcass into the office...they have to take them directly to the incinerator. Boots can be soaked in bleach and industrial detergent but left outdoors anyway. Some years ago another whale washed close by and I was part of the crew that towed it to a sheltered beach for the necropsy. Even at the far end of a couple hundred yards of rope, chilled by 38 degree water, and downwind, the odor was "indescribable". We salvaged the entire skeleton from that whale and it took over 10 years of intensive scraping, soaking, boiling, and burying to get the bones approachable enough for visitors. The skeleton has been on display for about 2 years and its already moldy and attracting bears, wolverines, and porcupines. Just when we thought our noses had recovered...it starts all over again.