The eddies and the midnight mambo
The night is silent except for the purring lab equipment and some whispers. The eddies swirl, unconscious of themselves, without knowing we’re crossing them excitedly. We watch them in the screens like a mother that stares at her first ultrasound. Yesterday we spent all day chasing them through satellite imaging and oceanographic probes, trying to predict their destinies, and for that, ours as well.
Once the course was established, our team was divided into different shifts to join them until the dawn arrived. Even Eddy, our mascot, helped us process water samples.
Our mascot Eddy, analyzing the fluorescence of water samples, that will allow us to study each eddy's productivity.
Since the eddies are located in the Canary Eddy Corridor (CEC), they’re children of the Islas de Canes (islands of the dogs), and for that, from right to left, we present to you Nublo, Anaga and Garajonay:
Satellite image of the eddy fields where we carried out the first sampling transect.
The tenderness with which we observe them in the map is a little funny, given their wild and powerful nature. Our ship, tiny in comparison with the eddy fields, is rocked relentlessly by the waves all through the night.
Nublo introduced us to the turbulence we would be facing during our journey, Anaga shook us like maracas and Garajonay pridefully showed us the typical productive power of cyclonic eddies, almost as intense as the feelings of the lovers that gave it its name. The waters’ love story will soon end, but thanks to continuous sampling, we won’t forget it.
As the sun rises, the first sampling transect ends at Garajonay.
Pictures: Javier Arístegui, Ianna Luna Duval
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The way you describe watching the eddies on the screens like a mother staring at her first ultrasound really stuck with me — there's something unexpectedly tender about that kind of scientific attention. Nublo, Anaga and Garajonay shaking the ship like maracas while you sample them all night is such a vivid picture, and it's funny how the wildest forces end up with the gentlest names. On a related note, I've been messing around with a low quality video maker to give some of my field clips that rough, grainy handheld feel, and it honestly captures a bit of that same restless, choppy energy the ocean had that night. Probably not the most scientific comparison, but it made me smile.
The way you describe watching the eddies on screen like a mother staring at her first ultrasound really got me — there's something tender about that kind of scientific attention. And Nublo, Anaga and Garajonay as names for wild, powerful forces is such a lovely contradiction. Speaking of naming things that then take on a life of their own, I've been doing the daily krillion trivia dive lately and the whole ritual of seven shared prompts has that same mix of anticipation and surrender. Funny how both ocean eddies and a twenty-second question can make you feel small in a good way.
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Picking a baby name is such a personal decision. Sometimes a simple name with a beautiful meaning feels better than something complicated.