Rainforest
We have no Internet at the Field station. We learned of Karl Fisher’s passing in the morning, and after lunch we circled up and told the students of Kar’ls death. We had a long moment of silence interrupted only by the deep throaty calls of Oropendulas, the sharp clicks from male Yellow-Collared Manakins as well as the gentle breeze which created a quiet rustle through the nearby forest. We followed this by open time for any one one to share thoughts. It is a fitting place for reflection about Karl. I believe it is easier environment for us in this spot than it is for you all back at CSW. We continue to work and explore the forest and reef, but in the back of our mind we are thinking of Karl and his, and our, greater community.