Well, it’s day two. I’ve been in Australia since the 17th and it sure has been a constant immersion of new experiences and insight. I had never left the Northern Hemisphere before this trip and have found myself in a place I never truly believed that I would reside. The landscape is captivating and offers me the opportunity to things I am unfamiliar with. Rainforest, crocodile infested waters, ancient coral reefs, that’s a lot to take in and definitely foreign to me. I’m a mountain man. Born and raised in in the vertical world. Curiosity in those locations aspire upward travel but here, it’s all about going under. Down-under.
Traveling through Queensland with Cassie, Audree, and Sienna was a whirl of excitement and good times. We had a hoot in Cairns and in the Daintree. I was happy to be able to make it to the rainforest and hike through it. We made sure to avoid crocs and spiders keen on trapping us in their webs. But now we are in the heart of the reef. I have thoroughly enjoyed all of the outings we have had and being introduced to fish survey and ocean studies. They have been quality experiences and offer fun ways to be excited about the reef and how to science the shutout of it.
As I write this, I am slowly and slowly getting more and more exhausted. I painted last night and what started as a simple “let’s hangout and paint” lead to me trying to make something interest. What usually happens to me when I get too interested in something is every other function shuts off and I go. Just have at it. So I painted this gnarly, pretty rad mountain-scape. It’s very abstract and contrasty but that’s the way I like things. Concepts in science, music, literature, film, friends everything needs contrast because it is inspiring and wraps elements that shouldn’t be together, together giving it an appearance of disorder that is beautiful. Anyways, that was fun and I’m probably going to give it to my grandma for her birthday along with many pictures from this trip and the island because she lived here, on Heron Island, for 6 months when my mom was 8. It’s cool, and so is this island.
One thing, which I’ll write more about when I’m not sleep deprived, is how this trip emotionally has affected me. I really value coming here, traveling with new people and immersing myself in this trip because it has helped offer new experiences that I can reflect on. I’m usually in a constant state of self doubt or turmoil, so being able to try and ignore that or acknowledge that while being in a new landscape where those thoughts or convoluted emotions are unnecessary and stupid has been great. Being able to have a new world shape the world I see lets me attempt to grapple what I am trying to achieve in life. It basically lets me figure out what is really important and how to prioritize, get back onto a schedule, and direct my life. Working in places like the reef offer the unique ability to blend intriguing science with captivating landscape. I know from this trip that I value landscape and being in that as much as I can. I’ve learned that I can never cease my desire to explore or sacrifice that and that science works in tandem with that passion and enables new experiences in its own way.
Oh and today everyone has gotten on board with subliminally hinting at me always being late. Thanks Trisha!
Well cool and goodnight