National Parks contracted a chopper to deliver poison bait (Fipronil) aerially to wipe out existing yellow crazy ants. The bait is dropped from a big bucket (not shown - you can see the attachment cables below the body) as the pilot follows GPS maps of the surveyed supercolonies. I tagged along at the landing zone this morning while they fueled up (hand cranked out of of the back of the truck) and lubed up (hand greased all the moving parts). There was a bit of down time where our friend Brendan learned not to get too close to the tail rotor, and I got to take a virtual ride in the cockpit, where I shot down some bogies, pointed to the triumph, and waved below to the masses. Then I got to feel the wind in my hair as they lifted up and headed out.
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Pete and Dennis Visit
My supervisors visit for a couple weeks, and we have a great time hanging out and talking science. Not sure the next time we'll all be in once place again, so we snap one for posterity. It's starting to sink in that the time's coming to an end here...
Saturday, September 8, 2012
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