25 years

t was 25 years ago this very day that I first walked out onto Trinidad pier in hopes of seeing otters. A milestone, to be sure, but I can't claim it as an accomplishment. No, all these years, I've only been a observer, a spectator, a scribbler of paltry notes. It's the otters themselves who deserve all the credit. It's been their story and theirs alone all along. And what a truly amazing story it's been...

So on this day, let me instead honor and give thanks to the otters: to Old Mama, Scar and Junior, Porpoiser and Little Mama, Ninety and Giant, Scoots and Misster, The Complainers and The Funny Brothers, Slick and Scout, and all the others. Thank you for the wonders, the miracles I've witnessed. Thank you for my life...