Bio Diesel

[Stephen Whiteside]

The first stranding I attended was in Bridport, Tasmania, near the mouth of the Tamar River. There was a bunch of pilot whales that washed up on the rocks as the tide was falling. There was nothing anything could do about it. The rocks were very sharp, and the water quickly turned red with blood. Many of the whales were vomiting. I quietly walked from one to the next. I felt like I was witnessing the death of a village - a very strange, alien village. I guess it was life changing in a way. It made me feel very small. Up until then I'd been working in hospitals as a doctor - a bit of a 'tin god', really. I suddenly saw how insignificant and ignorant I really was.

[r.magnay]

Yeah I am a bit like you Marty, I can never see what's so beautiful about them, best looking bit of them is the tail.....not unlike a few sheilas I s'pose.... and I do feel the same about hunting them, although for those who have always hunted them I guess it is OK, though like our locals here, I believe if it is OK to take native animals it should be done traditionally, not with a Toyota and 243!...or in the case of the Japanese, a bloody great steel ship with cannons and cranes, let them take them with a harpoon and longboat, make it a fair fight!

[Neville Briggs]

I remember a while ago some people, for a joke, used to wear tee shirts with save the sharks written on it ( similar in style to the save the whales logos ) . Saving sharks is now a serious conservation issue, at least one species, the grey nurse, is considered threatened.

[Bob Pacey]

See that's what great about this forum we start out with a poem about Bio Deisel and somehow get onto strranded sharks and whales. In the interim we find out more about our poetry friends and their belief's.


Bob

[Neville Briggs]

In the interim we find out more about our poetry friends and their belief's.

Quite so Bob, I agree.