Archive for November, 2007

Update on Pasta

pasta drinkingIt’s been ten days since we started Pasta on medicine for low levels of thyroxine in her blood, which is one possible cause for the slight drooping on the left side of her face that appeared suddenly about two weeks ago.

We were originally going to take her in for an MRI at the recommendation of one of the vets who examined her, but after I received a nice, informative email from Dr. Bart De Ridder in Belgium following my original post about Pasta’s condition, I did more background research on possible causes for partial nerve paralysis in dogs, and I realised that a blood test we had done for Pasta about a month before the condition manifested indicated low levels of thyroxine, which is a hormone produced by the thryoid gland.

Upon reading more on the subject, I learned that low thyroxine level is a possible, and frequent, cause of facial nerve problems in many types of dogs as they grow older, including golden retrievers. We consulted the senior vet the next day, and showed him the test results. He concurred that it was better to try addressing the low thyroxine level first, and then move on to an MRI later if required.

So far, there’s no apparent change in the facial droopiness, but it does seem like Pasta is more energetic than ever. She’s taking long walks and bouncing around like a puppy, so she seems completely healthy but for the slight problem with her left eye.

Time will tell if the thyroid medication will eventually help resolve the facial nerve issue, but in the meantime, Pasta’s having a great time.

Inon Port Problem

portsI’ve stumbled upon a problem with the Inon MRS magnetic rotation system ports which is incredibly annoying. If you are using this system for underwater photography, or might want to use this system in the future, read on.

The port system facilitates manual focus by using a magnetic collar on the outside of the port and magnets that you attach to the focus ring of your lens inside the port. When you rotate the external collar, the magnetic attraction between the external collar and the internal magnets on your lens rotate the lens, allowing you to focus manually just like you do on land. Ingenius.

The system has been around for some time, and as far as I know, the port system currently only works with Inon housings, Olympus housings, and some other housings if you use adapters (like my Zillion housings).

The problem with the system is that it’s designed to fail.

The magnets on the external collar are attracted to the metal of the lens port, meaning that there is constant pull on the magnets embedded in the collar. So over time, this magnetic attraction literally pulls the embedded magnets out of the collar, resulting in penetration of the internal surface coating of the focus ring, and causing the collar to freeze up. The magnets literally punch holes on the inside surface of the collar.

faultyWhen my focus system froze up on me earlier this year while I was in Lembeh, I only figured this design flaw out by forcefully disassembling the port system and sandpapering down the inside surface to get rid of the bulges created by the exploding magnets.

This emergency equipment surgery meant that the system worked for the duration of my stay, but of course, a few weeks later, the same thing happened again.

Once I got back, I sent the port to Inon HQ for a look, and was informed that it would cost me something like US$85 to repair the focus ring. The thing is, the way the system is designed, this problem will occur with every single MRS port Inon makes and sells. Inon acknowledged as much.

So, basically Inon has been making and selling a faulty design, knowing that it’s faulty and more than happy to charge for repairing the fault, which will fail again, and again, and again…

Inon HQ advised that it’s best to remove the focus ring from the port when not in use. Makes sense. Only thing is, Inon ships the ports with the focus ring attached (meaning the magnetic degeneration process already underway once the port is assembled by Inon), and every retailer keeps the rings attached (meaning that the problem is exacerbated by just having the port on display or in stock).

If best practice is to keep the ring off the port, why does Inon ship the port with the ring attached?
 
I did a quick inspection of several ports at a friend’s shop in Japan. Sure enough, even new on the shelf, the focus collars on the Inon ports had baby bulges from the magnets…virtually assuring product failure.

So…I’m being forced to put up US$85 to fix Inon’s faulty design for which they will neither take responsibility nor undertake steps to eliminate the problem.

Guess who’s no longer using Inon gear?

Tokyo Tryst

davidThis blog post isn’t nearly as titillating as the title might suggest. David Cheung, who owns and runs ScubaCam in Singapore, was in Tokyo today, and we managed to hook up and hang out.

This was David’s first visit to Tokyo. Since the city is really big, with lots of different and unique areas, I asked David where he wanted to go. Of all the possible places…historically important cultural sites, chic shopping districts, world-renowned museums, Michelin-rated restaurants, etc…he asked to visit Akihabara.

For those of you who know David (aka, the mad scientist), this won’t come as any surprise. Akihabara is the gadget capital of the universe. Maybe of other universes too. Everything from pocket calculators to spy cameras, radio-controlled stuff, periscopes, computer parts, software, GPS systems and so much more can be found in Akihabara.

It’s been about 20 years since I last visited this part of town, so it took a while to get our bearings, but once we found gadget central and got into the thick of it, there was no stopping the man. No tool or toy was safe.

In the end, David walked away with a bag full of new precision tools with which to wreak havoc, and caught up in the passion of the moment, I even ended up buying a gadget I may never actually need or use.

Such is the nature of all trysts that the exhilaration was but momentary, as David is heading back to Singapore soon, and I’m left only with my gadget of dubious utility as a reminder of our brief, but pleasurable, time together.

Sunset

sunsetJust before the winter weather settled upon Japan a few days ago, we had one last balmy autumn day.

Tonnes of people were out walking around, basking in the pleasant mood of the day…kids riding bicycles, dogs chasing frisbees, retired folks going for a stroll by the river.

Perhaps it was my imagination, but as the final minutes of the day approached, the sun seemed to hover above the horizon just a little bit longer than normal, as if bidding farewell not just to the day, but also to the season.

Old Salt

pastaMy dog is ill. It’s perfectly natural given her age, but knowing that is of little to no comfort.

Pasta’s twelve-and-a-half years old, which is really getting on in years for a golden retriever. A few days ago, something odd happened to the left side of her face completely out of the blue.

The skin above her left eye began to hang too low, obscuring part of her vision, and the skin below her left eye started to sag, giving just the one side of her face the semblance of one of those really sad-looking hound dogs.

I suspected some sort of nerve damage, which a quick trip to the doctor confirmed, though it’s not at all obvious what the root cause is. There was no physical trauma, no infection, no stress, and other than her somewhat droopy left visage, there’s nothing wrong with her.

She runs, plays, chases things, sits on top of me while I’m working, eats normally, poops normally, loves her walks and is as alert as she ever was. She’s sleeping beside me now as I write this, and she’s completely relaxed, apparently having some sort of pleasant dream in which she’s probably chasing one of the neighborhood cats or saying hi to one of her many friends.

I’m taking her in for an MRI next week, in the hope that maybe we can figure out what’s behind the strange affliction.

Heda Days
heda womenA couple of weeks ago, my dog was with me in a small town on the west coast of Izu called Heda. It’s a fishing village, nestled in a little harbour at the end of a long road that brings traffic over the mountains from the eastern side of the peninsula. Mountains to the left, mountains to the right, mountains behind, and deep, foreboding ocean in front…Heda isn’t a major tourist attraction. In fact, it’s far from it. But it’s a wonderfully quaint place, where the air is clean, the seafood is amazingly fresh, and the people are as down-to-earth as they come.

heda womenAnyway, one of the things we did there was visit a little non-profit organisation that makes salt. I know, it sounds boring, but bear with me. it’s actually quite fascinating.

The word “organisation” is perhaps too grandiose a term to describe the set-up. It’s more of a shack near the waterfront, where a bunch of nice little old ladies gather to boil sea water brought there by nice little old men, who get the sea water way out in the middle of Suruga Bay, which is the bay next to which Heda is located.

fireThe men go out early in the morning (super-humanly early) to collect sea water from really deep down (I forgot to ask how deep, but it’s deep), and bring the water back to the little shack in large, bright-yellow containers.

The women are from Heda, and take turns tending the fire that boils away the water to leave salt that’s famous throughout Japan for its purity and exceptional taste. The women are there from 8:00am to the evening (I can’t remember precisely what time they leave), and tend the bubbling brew the entire time. From each batch of water comes about 14kgs of salt.

20 Questions, Then 20 More
woman laughingWhat struck me from the moment I walked up to the shack was how alert, active and happy the women were. They were in their 60s and 70s, and there they were pumping water into the boiler, tossing wood into an incredibly hot stove, packing up salt produced earlier, labelling the salt, sipping tea, eating snacks, telling jokes, laughing…and peppering me with questions.

Who are you? Why are you here? Why do you want to take pictures? What kind of dog is that? How old is she? Why isn’t she barking? Why do you look Japanese? Why do you speak Japanese? Why are you in Japan? Why are you in Heda? Why haven’t you bought any of our salt yet? And on, and on, and on, and on.

saltUsually, I’m the one asking questions, but it was difficult getting a word in sideways. As soon as I answered one query, another two were shot my way…like a verbal hydra challenge from which there was no escape.

Far from being annoyed, I was amused and entertained. I didn’t take a single photo for quite some time, occupied just with answering questions and trying to work in a few of my own, while watching these lovely women tending the fire that slowly distilled the precious salt from the reluctant sea water.

Pasta’s Predicament
pastaAs I’ve been thinking about Pasta’s health over the past few days, I recalled the women of Heda.

I remembered admiring how amazingly full of life and energy they were; how inspiring they were; and how nice it was to see such wonderful people enjoying every moment of life. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I must have known there was a lesson to be learned from them, though I didn’t expect it to come so soon.

Pasta has a problem…maybe serious, maybe not…but there’s no getting around it. But she’s also completely healthy in many ways, and like the women of Heda, she’s still as curious as a puppy when she visits some place for the first time, meets someone new, or just finds something interesting.

Instead of fretting too much about what lies ahead, I decided to take her for extra long walks, let her off her leash more, let her say hi just a bit longer to friends old and new…let her enjoy every moment she has.

Thanks to the women of Heda, I’ll be prepared for whatever the MRI shows.

Update 19 Nov: I received an email from Bart De Ridder, a medical doctor in Belgium (who’s also an avid diver), with some links to information about facial paralysis in dogs. One data point stood out. Hypothyroidism is one of the potential causes of facial paralysis in dogs, and it’s something that often affects golden retrievers. To cut to the chase, I double-checked one of Pasta’s recent blood tests, and sure enough, the thyroxine level was unusually low. Short chat with the vet, and we’ve agreed to try thyroid hormone medication first, before moving on to an MRI.

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Osezaki Revisited

shrineOn the western side Izu, near the very top of the peninsula, is a place called Osezaki, basically a small protected bay where divers from Tokyo and surrounding areas go to get certified, and dive when the winds and waves in other parts of Izu act up.

The bay is shallow, starting with a pebbly/ rocky bottom at the shoreline, extending to a pile of big rocks and boulders a short swim out, then dropping into mud and muck from about seven metres depth onward. Reflecting the volcanic nature of the Japanese archipelago, the bottom is dark. The pebbles, rocks and boulders are stone grey, and the muck looks like…muck.

There’s usually very little current, so diving conditions are normally not the least bit challenging (except perhaps for the low water temperature), but it’s really easy to stir up the bottom, so when it’s crowded (as in Japanese-style crowded, with 2,000+ divers), visibility drops to virtually zero.

I recently visited Osezaki again (after having done a few dives in Osezaki on my initial dive foray in Japan last year). With writing and photo assignments piling up, plus meetings waiting for me back in Tokyo, I unfortunately only had time to do four dives.

Concentrating on Creativity
camouflageA while back, after I visited the Lembeh Strait, another renowned muck location, I wrote about the importance of being creative with underwater photography. On that trip, which was much longer than the time I had for this trip to Osezaki, I spent much of my time experimenting with lights and lens perspectives to try to get unique shots from a location that just about every well-travelled underwater photographer in the world has visited. In other words, I didn’t want to take the same photos of the same animals in the same way as everyone else.

My thoughts from Lembeh seemed even more relevant here, because just about every diver in Japan (at least those who live in and around Tokyo) has visited Osezaki, and taken nearly identical photos of the same animals…over and over and over again.

Part of the reason for this is that the dive guides are really good, and they work well together to share information to make sure that visitors see the most interesting critters around…in other words, everyone tends to see the same things.

Another reason is that domestic divers are usually in a rush. For example, they drive down at 5am on Saturday morning, do 2-3 dives, and then drive back to Tokyo, or perhaps stay one night, do 2-3 more dives, then head back to Tokyo on Sunday. Like busy city people everywhere, divers who visit like this rarely have enough time to switch from the “rush-rush” office mentality to an “observe-and-enjoy” demeanor that fosters creativity.

With only four dives scheduled, I didn’t have a lot of time to experiment, but as Louis Pasteur wisely noted in a lecture in 1854:

Dans les champs de l’observation le hasard ne favorise que les esprits préparés

…which roughly translates to “Fortune favours the prepared mind.”

Uncommon Photo of a Common Fish
gobyLubricogobius exiguus is a common goby in these parts, and there were lots of them around. Because of their bright yellow colouration and sparkling emerald-green eyes, they’re incredibly photogenic, especially given the overall dark mucky mood in Osezaki.

Usually found in pairs, these bright yellow fish often live in discarded bottles, cans and other rubbish. Once discovered, they’re easy to spot again and again, which means that dive guides show them to everyone, and everyone consequently gets very similar photos of them…i.e., fish faces peeking out of a can or bottle.

I’m not trying to dish photos like this, because they’re usually quite good and the fish are admittedly adorable, but after seeing a few hundred similar, if not identical, shots, it’s tough to get much of a rise.

In the course of one of our pre-dive discussions, Aihara-san, my dive guide, told me about several pairs of these brilliant yellow fish. My lack of enthusiasm apparent, Yoko-san, another guide, showed me a snapshot she took an earlier dive with a pair of L. exiguus living in a sea biscuit (the skeletal remains of a sea urchin).
goby
Ding! My mental light bulb went off, and I realised I had an excellent opportunity to stretch my creative limits. Soon, with location, depth and behaviour description in hand, I set up my camera and lights, explained the photo concept I had in mind to Aihara-san, and off we went to try to create art.

Back on shore an hour later, I had exactly what I wanted…a unique photograph of a very common animal that conveys the somber, often lonely, mood of its natural habitat.

Practical Information
nudibranchIf you find yourself in Japan and want to give Osezaki a try, the secret to diving Osezaki is to avoid weekends and holidays, i.e., the times when crowds of people schlep down from Tokyo (3 hours or so away by car) for open-water certification dives. If you hit Osezaki on a weekday, there’ll only be a few people diving, most of whom should be fairly experienced divers.

Also, the water temperature is chilly, ranging from around 20ºC last week down to a brisk 12ºC or so in February/ March. I used a drysuit, as most other people were doing. A few braved the water with double 6.5mm wetsuits. Summer is a bit warmer, but it’s crowded, as non-divers visit to hang out on the beach too.

If you’ve got Japanese friends, a quick Google search will turn up dive shop names in Osezaki (大瀬崎). There are about 10 or so from what I can tell. There are basic accommodations too, though it might be worth staying someplace nearby with better accommodations and driving to the bay in the morning.

If you don’t have Japanese friends, it’s still possible to dive in Osezaki, but it’s not easy. As a rule, there’s very little English spoken, and there’s no public transport, which means you’ll need to navigate your way there by car, or arrange for a pick-up from a nearby train station. There is some information available in English if you Google Osezaki.

The shop I dived with both last year and this is called Hamayuu. It’s not the biggest in Osezaki, but the guides are knowledgeable and very friendly.

pastaFinally, it’s worth noting that Osezaki lies off Suruga Bay, which is very, very deep. All sorts of weird critters end up here. I met Hideki Abe during my trip, who’s renowned for his photographs of cephalapods. He recently photographed a baby giant squid (Architeuthis dux) in the bay. How’s that for awesome?

Also, the waters are seasonal, so the marine fauna change through the year, which means you’ll see different things at different times of the year. Little known outside Japan, Osezaki is an incredible muck-dive location that I hope to visit again soon.

Relaxed Alex

alexI recently received a photo of Alex from my friends Ben and Lisa in Tonga.

Alex has settled in to his new home, the Reef Resort Vava’u, and as is clear from this picture, he’s completely relaxed and happy…a big change from his abandoned and lonely state just a few months.

Yes, I realise I’m being a sentimental sap, but so what?

In Your Face

Here’s another image I’d forgotten about. It’s a lizard fish, really close-up and head-on. This one sort of reminds me of Jabba the Hut.

Ever notice how these fish often seem to perch on their pectoral fins so they’re pointing upward? I watched a few of these fish for several hours one day, and around dusk, they darted periodically from the bottom up toward the surface at blindingly rapid speed. Once I saw this happen, it became obvious why they perch the way they do…to target fish silhouetted against the surface.

fish face

Herd of Humpheads

Sorting through one of my hard disks again, I came across some images I’d forgotten about. This one reminded me of how lucky I am.

This is what I can only describe as a “herd” of humphead parrotfish (Bolbometopon muricatum), which I swam with for an hour and a half or so, very very early in the morning (like pre-coffee early). I was on a closed-circuit rebreather, so I got really close.

humphead parrotfish

Top 10 Differences Between Lenses and Love

While searching for an article on one of my hard disks, I came across a long-forgotten folder submerged in the depths of the “organisation” system on my computer. Among the bits and pieces in the folder was this Top 10 list I barely remember writing.

Top 10 Differences Between Lenses and Love
10. You can sell a lens you don’t want anymore
9. It’s ok to swap lenses with a friend
8. You can always change your lens size
7. Lenses come with a warranty
6. You won’t get into trouble for admiring someone else’s lens
5. You can try a lens before buying it
4. You can keep more than one lens at home
3. Lenses like being kept in the dark
2. You can send a defective lens in for repairs
1. Lenses don’t perform well when wet

I really must put my creative energy to more productive use.

Article and Podcast: ultraMarine

A couple of articles published in ultraMARINE magazine, a bi-monthly publication in the UK for aquarists.

The first is an editorial article titled Crying Wolf (208 kB), and the second a fun article about my early attempts to photograph mandarinfish (Synchiropus splendidus) called Mating Mandarins (256 kB).

I’ve also combined the files into a single PDF file that’s available as a download from my iTunes podcast.