Spring must be my favourite season on the island. Everything is juicy-green from the rain, and fields and hills are dressed in coats of yellow flowers. Pink tinted almond blossoms make you sigh as you pass the delicate trees.
The sea is warming up too – still only 16 degrees C, but I venture a dip, when she permits.
But my ambition is to get even more confident with local waters, so I decided to take a powerboat certificate to get started. It felt good to get to know my way round a small engine driven boat, and touch upon the basics of navigation, as I’ve never mastered anything more powerful than a bicycle!
My instructor took us out to the local nautical attraction: The Blue Lagoon – in the UNESCO protected Akamas area. The lagoon is truly blue, the nature undisturbed by human dwellings – but still we saw upsetting amounts of trash bobbing around in the water – from soft drink cans to plastic fuel canisters to florescent light strips. We salvaged some major sinners, allegedly dumped by local fishermen.
As there haven’t been any big storms for a long while the amounts of plastic drifting onto Happybeach are manageable – nevertheless it all adds up. And this little lull doesn’t trick me into thinking that things are getting better.
This very disturbing article in The Guardian explains some of the damage done by the 8.000.000 tons of plastic dumped in our seas: Plastic Seafood/ Guardian bad news for Moule Frites lovers and Fish ‘n’ Chips addicts. But worse news for marine life and the balance of the ecology…
Lastest collection includes:
* 22 fishing floats
* 1 toilet roll holder
* Plastic bag
* 18 plastic bottles
* A pink boat – broken
* 2 child shoes
* A broken deer (plastic)
* 4 lighters
* A carton of soggy cigarettes
* A small plastic bird
* A Styrofoam box
* Assorted plastic
* 2m black pipe
* Bits of Styrofoam
* 2 small medical bottles (glass)
* 8m sheet of plastic
* 3 raw plugs
* 3 straws
* Rope 2m black, 3m blue
* 2 blobs of engine oil
* A broken garden chair (white plastic)
* 1 filler foam tube
Total lifted off the beach: 12,3 kg
After a long stretch under Scandinavian skies, it’s wonderful to return to Happybeach again. Though the world seems very different than when I left her.
I don’t claim to have more insight into world politics than the next person, but the current rumblings from a certain orange-tinted president should make us all alert – on many levels.
Of course American legislation doesn’t have a direct impact on my native Baltic waters, nor my adopted Mediterranean ones, but rhetoric is contagious. People all over the world look to the president – and see/ hear him (a position he utterly thrives on), and in doing so they realise that it’s okay to produce these so-called ‘alternative facts’. And if everyone can make up their own facts about the seriousness of human impact on the environment, if they can design truths to suit their own purses or purposes – years of hard work to raise awareness, and struggles to reach agreements, can be quickly be undone. Like so many others, I’m concerned. So, I will keep blurbing on about my findings.
The collection of the day includes:
10 drinking straws (various colours)
1 styrofoam box (for storing fish)
1 pack of cigarettes (soggy, some smoked)
1/2 a used buckshot
3 pop cans
18 plastic bottles
7 separate bottle lids
1 tube of polyfilla (empty)
2 glass medical bottles
Assorted bits of plastic
1 chicken feed bag (empty – for eating chickens)
2 green plastic lids
1 plastic bag
Bits of rope (various shades of green)
Pieces of black irrigation pipe (longest 2m)
1 plastic shovel (green)
The scorching days do really draw you to anything “water” and “shade”. Overlooking Happy Beach is an abandoned house – many stories circulate about it but I won’t bore you with them here. It is modern and fitted with all kinds of luxury features, including a beautiful infinity pool that is still filled with water.
Recently the sea has been quite turbulent, so the pool has had visitors – boys (and some girls) from the local village, who drive out here to take a dip and hang out. It’s quite nice to have some life around the place and they seem to feel free and have fun. But… after they go there is often a trail left behind. Soft drink cans, cigarette boxes and snack papers.
Such a shame. I’m sure they don’t intend to be messy but just don’t give throwing stuff about a second thought.
So the collection of the day includes:
* 10 soft drink cans
* 4 empty cigarette packs
* 2 plastic bags (broken)
* Melon skins
* 3 plastic bottles
* 1 stick-on tattoo heart (not from the boys)
* 1 broom (not from the boys)
* 1 bottle of detergent (not from the boys)
* Assorted pieces of small plastic on the beach
* 5 lemons and 1 glass bottle – also from the beach, and quite a bizarre find