09 March 2011

were the birds going for them?

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That's an indication right there.
Millions of dead fish were found Tuesday floating in a Southern California marina. Boaters awakened to find a carpet of small silvery fish surrounding their vessels, said Staci Gabrielli, marine coordinator for King Harbor Marina on the Los Angeles County coast.

California Fish and Game officials believe the fish are anchovies and sardines.

Experts had yet to determine what happened, but Gabrielli said the fish appeared to have moved into the harbor to escape a red tide, a naturally occurring bloom of toxic algae that can poison fish or starve them of oxygen.

High winds overnight might then have trapped the fish in the harbor, crushing them against a wall where they used up the oxygen and suffocated, she said.

The dead fish were so thick in some places that Garbrielli said boats can't get out of the harbor.
When I lived in Stinson, whenever the sardines were running it was Wagnerian out on the lagoon. Amazing.

love, 99


  1. Remeber this happening a few times at the Santa Cruz harbor. Good Luck on the tooth thing

  2. Tooth infected. Need root canal and crown. $$$$$ Nuking myself with amoxicillin and ibuprofen and dilaudid. Another one needs it, but not as urgently. Fuck.

    Of course, I could be one of those fish....

  3. I'll never forget the Alewife die-off in Lake Michigan and Green bay back in 1967.

    The beaches were lined with piles of dead fish in places 3 feet high and 6 feet wide. Where they could get access, bulldozers worked 'round the clock to try to keep up with them. The beach at our summer home on Green Bay was covered, but being all cobblestones it was difficult to clean them up. The stench was awful and the forest droned with the buzz of ten billion flies.

  4. The only pleasing thing about this is that LA may be being stunk up from it.

    I have a very bad attitude about LA.

  5. I went to LA once - after 36 hours I fled, leaving behind my sure ride back to Wisconsin. The place was an insane asylum cloaked in this brown sludge.

    Sitting on the roof of a four story building near Broadway and Vine, listening to the radio expound on the full moon, I was totally unable to find a hint of the moon.


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