The Last Terrapins 17 October 2000
Parents experience it, or so I've been told. I guess it shouldn't be
a surprise that terrapin researchers share the same emotional letdown, or at
least this turtleman does. At noon today I released the final three
hatchlings from the lab, and chances are high they'll be the last terrapins seen
in the Land of Ooze until late April. The next cycle of new moon tides,
beginning around the 25th of October, will offer an outside opportunity to
observe a turtle or two which may be seduced out of its warm, mucky bed by mild
temperatures.
I jeeped the hatchlings across the causeway to Lieutenant Island and
carried them to the nursery marshes off Turtle Point. As the mutts and I
walked along the wrack line, we noticed the nesting slopes had been hit by
predators yesterday. The hillside was pocked with digs. Luckily for
our beloved terrapins, these critters attacked nests that had hatched or been
excavated the last couple of weeks, so no babies were lost. I guess turtle
scent must linger in the ground even after the hatchlings and their egg
fragments have been removed.
Released at mid-tide near the wrack line,
the hatchlings quickly scrambled under salt marsh grasses . . .
. . . and disappeared in a New York minute.
Picture perfect, Wellfleet's marshes settle into
the understated beauty of a long, quiet hibernation.
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