Yesterday I led another expedition out into the Gulf of the Farallones on the Outer Limits with Captain Jimmy. Primarily billed as whale watching, these trips are really about the entire ecosystem, and when I’m aboard, we talk shark, because sharks are what I love, study, advocate and protect through my non-profit Sea Stewards.
Last week I joined four Italian photographers, three Japanese and six Americans on a Mexican Shark watching vessel to enter underwater cages, and experience what it is like to be in the water with a Great White Shark.
The newts are on the move again. Each fall, after the rains start, the newts of Berkeley’s Tilden Park start migrating from the woods to waters of Wildcat Creek, where they mate and lay their eggs. South Park Drive, popular with cyclists and Sunday drivers, crosses their migratory path. Each year from November 1 to April 1 the road is closed to cars, to prevent the newts from getting squished. (How did the newt cross the road? Not by being run over, that’s for sure.)
A few weeks ago, in the middle of the night, a mountain lion roamed the streets of Berkeley. The Berkeley Police deemed the mountain lion a threat to public safety, and, following protocol, shot it in a resident’s driveway. These policies make sense—and so does a mountain lion walking in streets of Berkeley, when you really think about it.