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