Sunday, October 30, 2011

Four-legged Snake?

A little blood n' guts for those of you getting ready for Hallowe'en in Canada!


Although the people here in Waigeo call this a 'legged snake' and told me it could be dangerous, I think it's probably a skink, and most likely fairly harmless... Nonetheless, they had chopped it up before I arrived on the scene.

I had never seen a critter with such teensy disproportionate paws!


Monday, October 24, 2011

Daun Bungkus


Daun bungkus (the wrapping leaf/leaf packaging) is a very popular plant in Papua... and probably well on its way to becoming extinct...

No, I'm not talking about the traditional banana-leaf wrap for foods like those below... 


...although it is certainly considered amongst the favourite gifts from the forest for the men here in Papua!

 





It is a 'traditional' Papuan treatment that has gained fame amongst men (and women as well apparently) in many areas of Indonesia for its use in enlarging the male sex organ and drive pre-coitus!?  Whether this popular belief holds any basis in fact, I doubt... but this is certainly not the only such treatment I have heard of in Asia (they are generally called "obat kuat" (strengthening medications)), and I might think that the tendency to believe in so many such 'remedies' is more a direct testament to the Asian man's lack of confidence in his unit!?

I'm just saying...


a spoof photo i found online when i did a search for "daun bungkus"! haha
I found only one other blog that talks about 'daun bungkus' - it can be found in Indonesian here.  The google-translated (and edited) text in English is below:

A lot of people are talking about Papuan efficacy leaf packs, especially men who want to have their penises bigger and stronger than before. Although until now there is no one study which states that the leaf sheaths can extend and strengthen the penis, but already many people who claimed to have proved his prowess.Papuan leaf packs has the effect of extreme itching to users in early use, but still leaves it as sought by the men believed to enlarge the male penis. Eventually the police found it necessary to intervene to curb this issue, so that eventually Papua Police issued a ban on the use of traditional herb leaf sheaths for the younger generation who want a career in the police force is felt because it can be very influential to the psychic and mental health of police candidates."We want the police and police recruits have a healthy physical and psychological as well as powerful, the use of leaf packs in our opinion it does not signify a person's confidence that doing things that are beyond reasonable," said Head of Public Relations Papua Police Comr Agus Riyanto. 
So far, of the many young people who use the leaf packs, several users have been suffering from infection and are seeking treatment to remove pus.  Based on these grounds it was also the Papua Police issued a strict prohibition of the use of leaf packs for the police and police recruits .According to Dr. Boyke the tradition enlargement of the vital tool by use of this wrapper leaf is quite dangerous and it is better to be removed from the Papuan people.Do you want your penis turned into a jumbo-size, but looking and feeling like it's been bee-stung with Papuan leaf pack use?

Friday, October 21, 2011

Root Fruit

Another unique bush find...  The kids are always so excited to show me new stuff when they see how interested I am!  Here is Safrika displaying a root with nodules that the local kids enjoy eating...







Not much actual flesh wrapped around those brown seeds, but it's a sweet, rooty taste that feels like a gift from Mother Earth.


Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Putri Malu - Shy Princess


Another fabulous forest find - this plant, Mimosa pudica, is sensitive to touch.  The reaction exhibited when something brushes up against it is known as a thigmonastic response, and can be seen in the venus fly trap plant as well.  In this plant the leaves fold in on themselves at the slightest irritation they sense.

undisturbed leaves


the same leaves after being touched


You've probably seen this plant at home - I think we know it commonly as "Touch-me-not"... Here it's called the shy princess (in India the shy virgin). You can see by its pretty pink pom-pom flower why it might be considered a princess.  But these plants also have thorns on their stems, and often kids in the villages have scars around their feet and ankles as a result of playing barefoot carelessly and getting into a tangle with these spines.


I came across a patch of it the other day and after spending countless minutes playing, decided it would make a good addition to my blog, so took some pics and video.



The team tells me that this plant is often use for medicinal purposes as well, and supports treatments for smooth birthing, asthma, insomnia and malaria.

Buah Bungkus

Another interesting gift from the forest... though not to be confused with Daun Bungkus!

It grows in small field-like open areas in the forest... these kids knew of a patch nearby and wanted to show me...


The berry casings hang like beautiful Chinese paper lanterns from the stems, and are as light and fragile... and beautiful!


The berries themselves are wrapped in a light sheath of fused leaves...




Which you tear open to get to the jewel inside.


Green when not yet ripe, although sour, these berries are still tasty.


The golden ripened berry is sweet and savoury... delicious!

In my search to find the true name of this plant, I found this site helpful.

It turns out this plant is part of the genus physalis, and is part of the nighshade family... related to tomatoes, eggplants, peppers... which explains the Indonesian name for this plant as 'terong hutan'  (forest eggplant).

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Fruit of a Princess

Buah Putri literally translates as Princess Fruit....  and there's nothing in the jungles of Papua that can make you feel more like a forest nymph!

The fruits grow the length of the vine and they have a beautiful wrapping of a fuzzy fluffy nest of fine green filaments with pretty pink tips.







The fruit transforms into a golden nugget when ripe, and tastes like passion fruit, and the flowers appear to be fit only for royalty.


...And even better yet, its filamentous fibres lather up... Apparently the locals here used to bathe with it... I saved some to try, and although it wasn't quite as liberating as I'd imagine it would be bathing in cool river waters in the middle of the forest with a backdrop of birdsong, it still left me feeling fresh!


Friday, October 14, 2011

Bulana

It seems nobody has written about this tasty little fruit before... I don't know the English name, and when I searched for the Indonesian name I was told it is called bulana, even that was non-existent online... perhaps it is a local dialect.

The closest thing I found online was something called Duhat, which it could very well be, given the descriptions online.

Here is the tree (sorry, too far away for any kind of ID):

And the fruit:





Bulana are small, plum-like fruits that are about the size of a large olive... They're tasty - quite sweet, but with a sour edge.  But more than taste... bulana produces a unique textural feeling in the mouth as well which is hard to describe - it's like it sucks all the saliva from the mouth lining for a split second, producing a slightly numbing sensation, which is replaced by a sense that the entire tongue and inner mouth has been coated with a fine fur, and just as quickly, it's gone...  Although when ripe, you can eat them straight off the tree, I'm told that often the fruits don't get a chance to ripen on the branches - they're just too delicious slightly underripe with salt.  (This is also a common taste for eating under-ripe mangoes here as well).  On each occasion I've tried them, I've had a different sensation of taste... most recently I thought it tasted mildly akin to the nutmeg fruit I tried, with a hint of spice.... That was on Bunaken Island, where apprently they call them Anggur Bunaken (Bunaken Grapes)!

One thing to be careful of is the juice - it stains instantly; a purple splotch is a tel-tale sign that people have been eating bulana!

The website that I found referring to 'duhat' says another name for this fruit is the Java Plum, which makes me even more sure that we're talking about the same thing here... Syzgium cumini.  Actually... seeing the latin name makes me wonder if this is the fruit of cumin (if I remember the pit is approximately the right size and shape)... that would explain its 'spicey' taste, too...  and we are, afterall, only a hop-skip away from the "Spice Islands" of Maluku!

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Gifts from the Forest Queen

Even though I now spend more time on the coast and in the ocean, and have in effect metamorphized into a sea pixie from my previous being as a forest nymph, I still enjoy any chance I get to romp around my 'old playground'...

... except my 'old playground' holds all kinds of new surprises. (which in itself is no surprise, since a forest is not just a forest, and the forsts of my formidible years are a far cry from the tropical forests in these parts... yet, i digress.)

This earth is an incredible mother - a host to us and so many millions of other species... for all of whom she provides.

In Waigeo Island, there seems no end to the special and secret treats afforded us by the forests.

There are bulana, root fruits, and mangoes...

And one mustn't forget my favourite, buah putri... the princess fruit.


Wednesday, October 12, 2011

SASI & Traditional Conservation Efforts

Conservation in Raja Ampat can be daunting at times, especially when watching the uncontrolled rate of coastal development here and the lack of garbage management.  There are also some great examples of how communities in Raja Ampat are starting to take the initiative to protect their own resources, however... and there are some amazing traditional resource management practices that have been in place for generations that are gaining more strength as the threats against those resources increase.






Sasi is a traditional resource management system used by the coastal clans in Papua to impose temporal and/or spacial and/or species-specific closures on resources, be it land- or marine.  It is based on the traditional tenural holdings of the clans native to Raja Ampat (here, they actually own their reefs).  The closures might be for a certain reef, a certain stand of coconut trees, a certain species of crab, or anything else, and they could last from a few weeks to years.  Sasi fell out of use to some extent until fairly recently, so probably a lot of the local, traditional knowledge about how it should be implemented, natural populations, etc, has been lost.


Sasi is now implemented by the church.  No one disobeys a sasi in effect... they believe that they will be struck down by the Lord and go to hell if they do.  There don't even exist any official sanctions for infractions on the sasi - God's punishment is enough to scare anyone out of attempting to disobey it, it seems.




The similarity between sasi and modern models of resource management for conservation is uncanny.  And this similarity has been capitalized upon by conservation organizations working toward the development of a network of Marine Protected Areas (MPAs) in Raja Ampat.  Community-based and community-driven, community-managed, I have the confidence that these MPAs will be much more effective than most!






Within the MPAs that have already been declared, several communities have already declared no take zones, and are ALSO continuing to use the traditional SASI method to impose temporal closures for fisheries management.




Another local conservation initiative can be seen in an example from the bird tourism spots, especially the one on Gam Island.  The villagers on Gam used to hunt the Bird of Paradise to sell (at maximum one hundred dollars per bird) - now they are protecting them and selling tours to foreigners as a more sustainable livlihood.  The same thing has happened with the Mantas in Arborek Island, where communities no longer hunt the mantas for food because they have recognized the tourism value as greater.  The inherent ecological value even more-so - these birds are endemic to the area!





*Underwater photos above by SSV

Kalabia, Raja Ampat and Development

Some of you may have seen this recent article by Brazilian journalist that visited us aboard the Kalabia in August...



... however, although it's aesthetically-pleasing, I'm not sure how many of you read and understand Portuguese, so I am posting the translated text to the story (as provided by Google Translate via the author) so you can understand it!

I am interspersing some additional photos (they're mine unless otherwise noted in the caption)...

RAJA AMPAT – STORY 1

"What gives corals their color," asks the teacher.
"Zooxanthellae", respond the students sitting in front of him, with the excitement of a football crowd, referring to the photosynthetic microalgae that live within coral tissues, providing them with essential nutrients and pigments.

To my surprise, we are not in a conventional classroom of neither a school nor a university. The students are children 10 to 12 years old, the sons and daughters of simple fishermen of Mayalibit Bay, in the region of Raja Ampat, a group of islands on the beak of the so-called "Bird's Head", in the northwest of Papua. The classroom is the colorful deck of Kalabia, an old tuna boat converted into a school boat by Conservation International, anchored in front of the village of Warsambin, near the entrance of the bay.
Kalabia moored at Warsamdin village near the mouth of Mayalibit Bay



The Raja Ampat MPA Network (left) and Mayalibit Bay MPA.





The question, worth 500 points in the category Coral Reefs, is part of a playful quiz designed to test the children's knowledge about the functioning and the purpose of marine ecosystems. After three days of course, three groups of seven children compete for the prize of "who has learned more": the Bubaras, the Lemmas, and the Nemos -- two names of fishes in the local language and another, inherited from Hollywood.

The one running the game is educator Marcho Imbir, 32, a native of the Ayau archipelago, in the far north of Raja Ampat. It is a mostly friendly competition. Whenever a group gets the answer right, all celebrate with a round of applause and shouts of "benar" (correct). The joy of the children in learning is contagious. And the speed at which they learn, surprising.

"Their brains are like sponges. The lack of education here is so great that anything you offer them they absorb immediately, "says Canadian biologist and educator Angela Beer, who heads the project. Since 2008, the Kalabia travels around the islands of Raja Ampat, stopping village to village to teach children some basics of biology and educating them about the importance of conserving the marine ecosystems from which their communities depend for survival.

What is the importance of a coral reef and what kinds of activities can be harmful to them? What are the ecological functions of a mangrove and what happens to the soil when it is cleared? What is the difference between organic and inorganic garbage? How long does a plastic bottle take to decompose in the environment? How many years does a sea turtle live? And what is the purpose of a Marine Protected Area (MPA)? Stuff like that. Everything is taught through music and games, in the native language of the children - a mixture of Indonesian with tribal dialects that varies from island to island.
It is the second time that the Kalabia returns to Warsambin, which was the first village visited by the project in March 2008. The next stop is Kalitoko, a smaller and more remote village, one hour further inside the bay by speedboat. There, children group themselves in the Teterugas (sea turtles), Lumba-Lumba (dolphins) and Buaya (crocodiles).

After three days of course, I ask little Waropen Sifra, of "more or less" 10 years (because nobody here knows their own age for sure), what was the coolest thing she learned. "That corals are animals and they need to be protected," she says. "Because they are part of our nature. If they grow well, there will be more fish on the reefs and more fish for us to eat, " she explains.


The lesson on the reefs includes a game in which children wear colored gloves and stretch their arms through the holes of a sheet that is stretched over their heads, as if they were coral polyps. Meanwhile, the young educators of the Kalabia make "flow" handfuls of peanuts over the top of the sheet, which the children try to grab and devour. That way they learn that corals have two ways of feeding themselves: from the nutrients produced by the zooxanthellae in their cells, via photosynthesis, and from the plankton that they capture from the water, using their tentacles.

Educators Merry, Warda and Marcho as currents carrying plankton (peanuts) to feeding corals 

A single 'coral polyp'


Kids really enjoy the interactive games that go along with lessons aboard Kalabia

Understanding this basic biology is essential to engage children in a culture of conservation, says Angela. "Because no one cares much about things they do not understand."


I also ask Sifra what is her favorite animal. "The sea turtle," she says. "I like to see when it comes to the surface to breathe." Next, I ask if she has ever eaten turtles - a custom still practiced in traditional communities of the region, although hunting has already been prohibited for several years. "I have, but I will not eat them anymore," promises Sifra, after learning that her favorite animal is threatened with extinction.

SYMBIOSIS
The relationship of survival between the traditional communities of Raja Ampat and their marine biodiversity is so intimate and vital as that between the corals and their zooxanthellae. Here, there are no supermarkets, no refrigerators, no agriculture. But there is no hunger. Each plate of food is harvested fresh from nature: fish and shrimp from the waters of the bay, crabs and shellfish from the mangrove mud, fruits and leaves collected from the forest or cultivated in small home gardens. Except for rice, which some closer villages can bring from the commercial centers of Waisai and Sorong, the staple diet for most people of Raja Ampat is still the sagu, a pulp of palm trees harvested from the forest.
Another indicator of proximity to urban centers - both in geographical and cultural terms - in addition to the rice, is the amount of inorganic waste present in each village. The more contact with the "modern world", the greater the amount of bottles and plastic bags on the floor. Used to packing their food in banana leaves and carrying their belongings in baskets made of natural fibers, the traditional inhabitants have never had to worry much about accumulation of garbage. Part of the curriculum of the Kalabia, therefore, is to teach basic concepts of waste management -- that the soda bottles and coffee powder packages do not "disappear" from the environment as do the fish bones and crab shells, for example.
In Kalitoko, the amount of synthetic waste is still small. There are only two small shops in the village, offering sweets and cigarettes. The children now know that the accumulation of garbage brings diseases, and that many turtles die after swallowing plastic bags which they mistake for jellyfish.
Built on a mangrove, the village has about 250 residents, including a teacher, Salmon Krey. There should be two, plus the principal, but the other teacher left off for a holiday four months ago and never returned, and the director was expelled from the community, accused of stealing government money that should have been used to purchase books and for school maintenance.

Krey alone now takes care of a class of 30 students from first to sixth grade. The education gap in the villages of the Bay is enormous, he says, even in relation to the rest of Raja Ampat. "Because the adults here had no education, they do not think it is as important to their children to go to school either. Because they do not get any better jobs for this," says the teacher.

Before leaving the village, Angela hands Krey a box of books, notebooks and educational comic books produced by Kalabia, so that he can continue teaching. She knows that three days is not enough time to influence the education of a child. But it's a start. Even with a program so short, the Kalabia takes two years to visit each one of the approximately one hundred villages of Raja Ampat. 

Presenting the teacher with books and posters for the school

"Unfortunately we have nothing to give to you in return, except our thanks," says the secretary of the village of Warsambin, Metusalak Mansoben, after receiving the books. "Today you go away, but it is not the end, because the children will not forget what they have learned. The only recommendation I can give is that you stay longer next time. "

A farewell ceremony performed for the Kalabia by the children who participated in the program

After several weeks at sea, the Kalabia returns to Sorong in September for a deserved rest. The amount of plastic waste washed up around the harbor tells us that we are back to "civilization."



RAJA AMPAT – STORY 2

The landscape of Mayalibit Bay, as in the rest of Raja Ampat, is of a wild nature. An ocean bordered by limestone mountains, which were once coral reefs, but now rise abruptly from the sea, punctuated by caves and covered from head to toe in a blanket of green forest, inhabited by colorful birds of paradise, lush forests, vociferous cockatoos and simple fishermen.

Only one thing stands out from this natural setting: a trail of brown earth that starts in the village of Warsambin and snakes up the mountain, scarring the forest, toward the neighboring community of Lopintol, on the other side of the hill. The mouth of the road seems ready to swallow the huts beneath it, next to the football field.

Warsambin village road - photo: Christin Huffard/CI 

Built in the last two years, the road was opened to connect the communities, although no one here has a car, only a couple of motorcycles. The only vehicle that uses the road regularly is a truck subsidized by the government, carrying goods and passengers to and from Waisai, the newly built administrative capital of Raja Ampat. The traditional inhabitants continue to move between the villages as they have always done: by boat, using the natural roads of water.

For environmentalists, the scar in the forest is a warning sign. The waters of the bay are protected by a conservation unit, created in 2007. But the forests above them, not. And with interconnected ecosystems it is inevitable that what happens on the surface will have consequences underwater as well.

 Warsamdin village - photo: Christin Huffard/CI 

Sedimentation smothering coral - photo: Christin Huffard/CI 

"We did a good job so far dealing with problems in the marine environment. Now we have to deal with the threats of terrestrial origin, "says biologist Mark Erdmann of Conservation International, a partner of the government in creating and managing protected areas in the region.

The leader of the Marine Protected Area (MPA) of Mayalibit Bay, Abraham Goram, does not understand the purpose of the road - which he says might be extended in the coming years to circle the entire bay. "We do not need roads here, we need schools, hospitals, clean water, capacity building," says Goran, a native of the village of Waifoy. He fears the road, on top of ruining the landscape, will pave the way for deforestation and soil erosion, affecting the terrestrial and marine ecosystems on which communities depend for their survival.

I ask him if the road should not be seen as a symbol of progress, of modernity. "It's the most ridiculous argument I've ever heard," he replies.

Goram, like many other native residents, is in favor of independence for Papua, which was politically annexed to Indonesia in 1969 after centuries of Dutch rule. "Indonesia is not good for Papua, because Indonesia doesn´t love Papua. It loves our natural resources, "said Goram. In addition to the biological riches of its seas, the region is rich in deposits of gold, copper and nickel.

Political and economic issues aside, it does not take a historian to notice that Papua is different from the rest of Indonesia. Just look at the Papuans. The difference is stamped on their facial features, typical of Melanesia, much more black and aboriginal than Asian. Even among Indonesians, Papua is still seen as a distant and mysterious land, haunted by stories of cannibal tribes. A past legacy that contrasts brutally with the friendliness of the present residents of Raja Ampat.

Many Papuans who I spoke to on the islands also fear that their culture will be swamped by the growing influx of Indonesian immigrants from Java and Sumatra, who are already a majority in the province and dominate the labor market. "We are a minority in our own land," said Goram. Indonesia is one of the most overpopulated countries in the world, with a population 20% larger than that of Brazil, in an area 80% smaller, and highly concentrated in the islands of Java and Sumatra.



RAJA AMPAT – STORY 3

Less than an hour after landing in Raja Ampat, I see two young sharks swimming quietly through the shallow waters under my bungalow, on the island of Kri. Two times more sharks than I had seen in more than 10 hours of diving in Bali, during the two previous months. A good sign that everything I heard about Raja Ampat was, in fact, true.

Black-tip reef shark in the shallows in Wayag island - Angela Beer


Even within the Coral Triangle, the region stands out as home to the highest marine biodiversity on the planet. More than 1,400 species of fish. More than 550 species of hard corals. A dizzying array of multicolored sea slugs, which seem dressed for carnival. Pygmy seahorses, incredibly small and well camouflaged, clinging to gorgonians. Manta rays more than 2 meters wide. Everything, sometimes in the same place. In Raja Ampat, you can spend hours underwater without a single second of boredom.

The most famous dive site in the region is Cape Kri, a submerged peninsula of the island of the same name, discovered in the early 90's by Dutchman Max Ammer, the pioneer of tourism and conservation in Raja Ampat. In 1997, he openned the first hotel in the region, the Kri Eco Resort - a handful of bungalows, a pier and a dining hall, built in traditional Papuan style, of wood and straw.



In 2001, Ammer invited renowned biologist Gerry Allen to make a scientific assessment of the biodiversity of Cape Kri. "Everyone kept saying it was a special place, that it was different, so I wanted to make sure," he says. Everyone was right. On March 27, 2001, a team of ten scientists, led by Allen, identified 273 species of fish in a single dive at Cape Kri. A world record, which put Raja Ampat on the map of recreational divers and marine scientists worldwide.

Reef scenic with Diver - SSV, Burt Jones/Maurine Shimlock

Since then, Ammer has built a second resort on the island and is about to open a marine science center, equipped with laboratories and accommodation for at least six researchers.

The only foreigners out of the nearly one hundred employees of the company are Ammer himself and the Briton Ross Pooley, who runs a pilot project of coral farming. All others are natives of Papua, trained by the resorts, from the maids to the dive guides. Nothing gives more pride to Ammer, who originally came to Papua seeking for war plane wrecks, but fell in love with the people of the region and never went back.

"When I came here I knew nothing about tourism, and I had no experience with recreational diving, but I thought this would be a good way to help the local population," says the 50-year-old Dutchman. "The most important is to create employment and income generation opportunities for the Papuans. The people here are very poor. You can talk all you want about conservation, but people still need to eat, they still want development. "

In Yenbekwan, one of the villages near the hotels, fisherman Hans Watem, also 50 years old (more or less, he is not sure), think it is a little strange that tourists will spend so much money and come from so far away just to see a coral reef. But he understands perfectly the importance of this ecosystem. "Everyone here understands now that the reefs are essential to our lives. So nobody fishes with nets or bombs anymore, "he says.

Compared to other regions of Bali and Indonesia, the reefs of Raja Ampat are in excellent condition. But they have been much better too. Until a few years ago, fishing with bombs and other destructive methods was also common here. Now the region is under the care of seven Marine Protected Areas (MPAs), established in 2007 by the government of Raja Ampat, in partnership with nongovernmental organizations.

The bombs stopped exploding, and the reefs are silently returning to their original state. The final result: more fish for the fishermen to eat, more fish for the tourists to photograph.