10th June 2010 By Jean It's a whole different world from ours, so close to us, yet so far away. When walking on the sandy beach all you can see of the sea is the deep blue of the sky reflecting off the shiny surface of the water. However only a few meters away from the sandy shore, underneath this blanket hides rocks, plants and animals nothing like those we are used to seeing in our everyday lives as we walk on the dry crust of the earth's surface. Kefalonia is where I had my first snorkeling experience which allowed me to peer into the exciting world of the reef in Mounda beach. On my first trip I got hooked and have been going every free evening I have since then. Today I was eager to go snorkeling again, for my third trip, but no one else wanted to go this evening so I headed down to the beach on my own. I waded slowly out into the sea, the cold water tingling my skin. Once I was out far enough I strapped the snorkel onto my head tightly and plunged into the sea. It w

June 22, 2010 A storm rolled in last night bring with it huge surf that flattened out Mounda beach according to Ueli. James and I cycled to Koroni this morning and the normally placid Ionian extremely furious. We found remanents of three body pits and some tracks. Unfortunately, the waves wiped away most of the signs of the activity making it data collection difficult. I took a scenic route back cycling through the villages of Thiramonas and Mavrata and was caught in a fast moving thunderstorm. Most of the clouds burned off by the time I reached the villa. The waves were still coming in hard and heavy so I took a broken boogie board the girl's had in their apartment and did my best to 10-4.

Friday, June 18, 2010 Since the discovery of the first two nesting turtles on the night of the 3rd we've had a dearth of turtle activity on Mounda beach. Night after night patrols have trudged in around dawn with nothing report. That is until the morning of our lie in on the 16th the Manu came knocking in the early hours. As we had already encountered several tracks, we were exempted from a trip down the beach. The new volunteers who arrived late the night before were roused and sent down to the sand for a bleary-eyed crash course in Loggerhead turtles and their nesting behavior. It was a good thing as Jon and Vanessa would be on night watch that night. The patrols had each encountered a turtle nesting on the beach. Neither was one of the two turtles from two weeks before and one wasn't tagged at all.   Early in the morning of the 17th, during a rest break at the very end of the beach called Mounda point, Ueli and Vanessa watched a turtle pull itself out of the water, crawl

By Jean 4th June 2010 Today we were very excited to hear that the Mounda beach morning patrol had found lots of turtle activity from last night! There were three sets of tracks on the beach where turtles had crawled onto the beach looking for somewhere to nest, however for some unknown reason they returned to the sea without laying their eggs. The discovery of these three false crawls inspired our leader, Manuel, to schedule for night beach patrols to begin that very night. He asked for volunteers and several of the group were motivated to get started. Since Aaron and I had not had a particularly strenuous day we were well rested and were fortunate to be selected to be one of the two pairs patrolling the beach that night. Just before 10pm we walked down to the hotel on Mounda beach with Marcus and Ueil. The hotel marks where the beach is divided, with Potomakia on the East and Kaminia on the West. Tonight Aaron and I were patrolling Kaminia and Marcus and Ueil, Potomakia. This is w

Thursday, June 17, 2010 Summer is upon Kefalonia. High temperatures have leaped into the low 30°s C (High 80°s F). Days are sunny and sticky while breezy nights offer cool respite. The mosquitoes show no mercy however. Before bed at the villa Jean and I have fallen into the habit of giving ourselves a good dousing of deet. We had a few departures at the the middle of the month. Helen flew to Amsterdam to meet up with her parents on holiday. Elina left for Finland with Sala, her adopted stray pup that a Dutch couple brought into the Environmental Center. Markus went back to Berlin to continue work of thesis. We also gained several new volunteers including Ellie from Cornwall who volunnteered for seven weeks last year, Jon from Oregon, Rhiannon from the UK, Sarah from Wisconsin and Vanessa, an Italian from Ireland with an American accent. Wrap your mind around that one. With the influx of volunteers Jean and I are looking forward to a slightly lighter schedule load. Since night pat

KaMarkus is a recurrent volunteer at the Katelios Group and friend of Manu and Fiona's. For some time he and Manu have been talking about kayaking to Zakynthos, the island 14 miles or so to the south of Kefalonia. They were talking about it yesterday at the the potluck and I mentioned that I'd be keen on tagging along if they were okay with it. They were so just after six this morning we were on the beach. The day had broken calm and partly cloudy. Ripples of waves lapped lazily against the shore. It was a perfect day for taking a low profile open top kayak onto the open sea. As perfect as you could hope for anyway. Manu estimated that at 5 kilometers/hour we would make the cape 20 kilometers away in 4 hours. We paddled steadily cutting through the placid blue surface with occasional short breaks to bail out our foot wells. At the hour mark Manu informed us that according to his GPS unit we were averaging 4.6 kilometers/hour. Markus and I countered that we were

The numbers at the volunteer villa have swelled from five to eleven adding another Canadian, a Brit, a Scot, a Greek, a Swiss and a German to the ranks. On Friday morning Bree and Peter (the second Canadian) came across three different sets of tracks on Mounda beach. None appeared to be nests. From the tracks the turtles appeared to have just come up on the beach and promptly headed back to sea in what is referred to as a “false crawl.” Manu called for a meeting that afternoon at the villa. We all gathered around two at the table under the the trellis. Manu explained that since we had the numbers and there was obvious turtle activity it would we wise to start night patrols of the beach as soon as possible. He wanted to know if there were any volunteers for shift tonight. Jean and I of across raised our hands as did Markus (German), Bree and Helen. Ueli rolled in a little late and said he would be in as well. As Bree and Helen had already had strenuous shifts that morning Jean, Marku