Meyer-Kaiser lab

It was a grey, foggy morning in Gloucester, Massachusetts. We pulled away from the dock at 5 am. Steaming offshore aboard the Dawn Treader , I had a sense of eager anticipation. The boat started rocking as we exited the harbor, and the engines' hum turned to a roar. Enveloped by the sky and the sea, water in its various states and shades of dull gray, we steamed forth until there was no land in sight. All quiet in Gloucester Harbor After two hours, the vessel slowed, and the Treader sloshed back and forth in her own wake. Two men scrambled to the front of the boat and waited for the captain's command to drop anchor. I watched eagerly over his shoulder as we approached our study site. The echosounder showed only a clear water column - nothing between us and the mud 450 ft below. We drifted. Moments passed quietly as the boat rocked in the fog. Just then, pixel by pixel, a bump appeared on the screen. The seafloor seemed to rise up beneath us and then fall back down. It

"Als Gregor Samsa eines Morgens aus unruhigen Träumen erwachte, fand er sich in seinem Bett zu einem ungeheueren Ungeziefer verwandelt" "As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from anxious dreams, he found himself metamorphosed in his bed into a monstrous insect." - Franz Kafka in The Metamorphosis , translation mine A Crepidula fornicata larva before metamorphosis Friends, I am back in Woods Hole and once again working on my experiment with Crepidula fornicata . I collected mothers from the field and kept them in different temperature and feeding conditions while they were brooding their larvae . Now that the larvae have hatched, I'm collecting data to see if there are any carryover effects. As I've already mentioned, I'm measuring the sizes of the larvae as they grow. I am also seeing how long it takes the larvae to develop to metamorphosis.  A Crepidula juvenile after metamorphosis, laying on its back so the foot is exposed Everyone is