John pointing at sleeping monk seals. They don't do much.
Ahhh, so many jokes, but I will keep this one politically correct.
A Fairy Tern. We named this one Speny. She didn't move for about three days straight while we were working around her.
Lobster. 5 feet from the shore. And we couldn't eat them. Sooo lame.
So a Booby hit the plane while it was landing. This is the band-aid that they made. I didn't really like the look of it.
I always wondered if Albatross tastes like chicken.
Co-worker Nate swimming at the beach.
Arieal view of French Frigate Scholes from the plane leaving. Tern island is the upper hunk of sand.
West view of Tern Island.
East view of Tern Island. Yes its that small.
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How come your name is "Ryan M" when you post a comment on my blog? Shouldn't it be Ryan K? I am soo confused!
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