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Kraken

Below the thunders of the upper deep;
Far, far beneath in the abysmal sea,
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep,
The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee
Above his shadowy sides: above him swell
Huge sponges of millennial growth and height;
And far away into the sickly light,
From many a wondrous grot and secret cell
Unnumber’d and enormous polypi
Winnow with giant arms the slumbering green,
There hath he lain for ages and will lie
Battening upon huge seaworms in his sleep,
Until the latter fire shall heat the deep;
Then once by men and angels to be seen,
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die.

Albert, Lord Tennyson “The Kraken”

 

Allan linked to an Australian story about a giant squid (Architeuthis Dux) supposedly attacking a French yacht taking part in the Jules Verne round-the-world sailing trophy race. I say supposedly not because I’m doubting the veracity of the sailors; but because I doubt that the squid was actually ‘attacking’ the yacht.

I’m not a marine biologist, and never once took a class in marine biology, but I’ve always been interested in monsters of the deep, including Architeuthis Dux — the giant squid. A few years back, I wrote a four-part series that included coverage of the giant squid, taking almost three months to research stories about the creatures on the internet; reading every book I could find on the subject.

giant squid diagram copied from http://seawifs.gsfc.nasa.gov/OCEAN_PLANET/HTML/squid_Architeuthis.htmlNo live giant squid has ever been captured or photographed, and there are only a few scattered eyewitness stories about the creatures. We do have specimens, found washed up on shore or pulled up in fishnets (though by the time they’re untangled from the nets, the bodies can be badly mangled).

The largest known giant squid specimen is over 18 meters (60 feet); eyewitness accounts have put them up to 30 meters (100 feet) in length. That’s the height of a ten-story building.

It’s eight arms are studded with suckers, each of which is ridged with a bony substance, making them as sharp as a serrated blade. Much of it’s length, though is in it’s feeding tentacles, which accounts for the giant squid’s low mass for its height. It’s eyes are the largest in the animal kingdom, as big as a dinner plate, and it rends its prey using sharp parrot-like beaks larger than your hands. Clack clack. Clack clack.

photo of squid suckers from http://seawifs.gsfc.nasa.gov/OCEAN_PLANET/IMAGES/squid_architeuthis_sucker2.gifThe 18 meter giant squid weighs over a ton, but lest you think this would make one prodigious plate of calamari, unlike its smaller brethren, the giant squid’s system is based on ammonium chloride rather than sodium chloride. It would taste similar to your floor cleaner. Without the lemony freshness.

The reason for this difference in chemical composition is that the giant squid’s territory is in the deepest parts of the ocean, between 900 meters (3000 feet) and 1800 meters (6000 feet) down. The ammonium chloride helps the giant squid survive both the pressure and the cold of these depths.

Because scientists have never observed living specimens of a giant squid, their behavior is based on extrapolating known behavior of smaller squid. From this, we know the giant squid is a predator, and an intelligent one, being the most intelligent of the cephalopods (marine mollusks also including the cuttlefish and octopus). It can be relatively aggressive, though will usually run away when threatened, as most intelligent creatures do (which excludes Alpha Males, who stand and take it Like a Man).

Architeuthis Dux only known enemy is deep diving toothed whales such as a sperm whale. Though of the same length as the whale, it’s only about 1/60th of its size, and nowhere near as aggressive.

So, after hearing all this, what’s with the stories about giant squid attacking ships? Well, to answer that I have to mix equal parts fact and conjecture.

(See that’s the great thing about not being an expert on something: you can indulge in all of the conjecture you want with nary a concern about having anything like facts to back you up.)

The atmosphere at the surface of the water would be hellish for a giant squid, so they don’t come up voluntarily. Most of the instances in which bodies have been found have been in fishnets. However, occasionally, the cold water in which the giant squid lives can be trapped above warm water from deep underwater currents, which forces the cold water and its trapped squid to the surface. Since the giant squid is naturally buoyant, it can’t return to the depths on its own.

This explains how the giant squid is found on the surface of the water. But what about the ships? Well, now, that’s where the conjecture enters.

Jules Verne based his monster in 20000 Leagues Under the Seas on a story that circulated in his day, about a giant squid attacking a French battleship. And there have been other fairly well known cases of ships ‘attacked’ by giant squid, including a US submarine. Conjecture has been that the giant squid is attacking the ships for food, but this makes no sense at all. One reason is that the giant squid would be completely out of its territory, and in considerable confusion and agony. It would not be interested in food at the moment, but in escaping this horrible place it found itself.

Additionally, ships closely resemble toothed whales, a known predator of giant squids. A giant squid would never attack a toothed whale for food. In fact its that latter “ships resembling whales” that leads to my own particular conjecture about why giant squids ‘attack’ ships.

Consider the poor squid — cast adrift in an alien environment, prevented by its natural buoyancy from returning to the depths. Through the painful glare of the surface light, it ‘see’s a whale. It may know that whales are an enemy, but it also knows (remember, they are quite intelligent) that whales are from its own environment. Personally, I’ve always felt that the giant squids aren’t attacking the ships as much as they are wrapping themselves around the ships in the faint hope that the ‘whale’ will at least return it to the depths.

Take me hommmmme, blubber boy!

A variation of this conjecture, and one that doesn’t grab at your hearts as much but is much more likely, is that the squid is propelled into the upper atmosphere in about the same location as the boat, and, thinking it’s a whale, the giant squid adopts its usual defense mechanism of wrapping its tentacles around the ‘whale’, using the only weapons it has for defense — it’s suckers and beak.

Of course, poor thing has no chance, and will eventually perish in this horrid environment, under the terrible strain of the light pressure, in water that is far too warm, and in unbreathable air that is far, far too bright. And even its enemy, it’s friendly, sane, known enemy, betrays it ultimately when it turns out to be cold, and lifeless, and crawling with some kind of weird vermin.

(Read more about the giant squid. See movie of smaller squids.)

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Down the path walked three…

Recovered from the Wayback Machine.

Since techie woman does not live by beating up on techie men, alone, I thought I would get outside, have a nice walk.

Powder Valley was my choice of destination today, but in addition to the Ridge trail, I also walked the little 1/3 mile Tanglewood Trail. Since the latter is handicap accessible, it makes a nice gentle walk for cooling down from the peaks and valleys of the other trails at PV.

Along the Tanglewood, the rangers had stationed implementations of projects you can work on to make your backyard wildlife friendly. Projects like creating brush heaps, planting wild grape, or building backyard ponds. An effective use of trail space to educate people into taking responsibility for the environment.

At the end of the trail is the the restrooms with a sitting area and a wild bird habitat. As I neared it, I noticed movement on the trail in front of me. Three wild turkeys were walking towards me, looking like so many other walkers I’ve met along the paths. Except those walkers didn’t have feathers. And things hanging underneath their chins.

The turkeys moved off the trail as I approached, but didn’t go far. I was close enough to the birds to smell the stuffing and see the marshmallows bubbling on the sweet potatoes.

In my mind, I named the birds, but I’m not going to tell you whose names I used.

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Beautiful poison

I haven’t been to Powder Valley in a time so went for a walk this morning. I needed the fresh air, and it was a beautiful day — clear skies, cool winds, and warm sunshine.

Since the leaves are off all the trees now, I could see details of the forest not previously seen. One small valley had about 30 different bird species flying about, looking for food, singing. You forget how blue a true bluebird can be until you see one next to the dry rust brown of the trees. Or how loud woodpeckers can be without the muffling of the leaves.

In and around the trees was life of a different kind: feathery bushes with bright red berries and fallen trees providing home for mushrooms and other fungi. The mushrooms were all of a kind — fan shaped, thin, and delicate, sprouting out in orderly lines, like so many rows of shy maidens.

“Red berries will make you sick. Never touch”

“Never eat a mushroom you find in the forest.”

When we were kids we were told not to pick the pretty red berries, or the tempting mushrooms. However, it was okay to eat the plain purple/black berries, and to gather the hard shelled, inedible looking nuts from the forest floor.

Purple/black, okay to eat. Red, not. Leave the mushroom shapes alone. Don’t you wish people had these outward markings of bad and good? Then you could tell when to touch, and when not to touch.

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Clothes cat

Recovered from the Wayback Machine.

Others may have their cleaning utensils, their tools of formidable appearance, design, and power. However, I have something far greater — a cat that helps me do laundry.

Well, sort of.

zoe lying all over the wash

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Clean sweep cleans forests

The first environmental impact from November’s Clean Sweep is the Bush Administration’s proposal to:

… give managers of the nation’s 155 national forests greater leeway to approve logging and commercial activities with less examination of potential environmental damages.

Regional managers are easily influenced by timber interests, who tend to have as much interest in the good of the environment as the, um, oil people do. In addition, this new proposal removes many of the required environmental impact checks, and decreases visibility of the decisions being made about the public’s forests.

Have you hugged a tree today? Better do it quick, because that thing is toothpicks on the hoof.