Full Circle

It's hard to believe that it was six years ago that I was lobstering by day and writing this blot by night. A lot has happened in the past six years: a Master's degree, a life on Cape Cod, becoming a PhD student and, lately, returning home to midcoast Maine to continue my career. And yet so little has changed.

Lo and behold, today I found myself back aboard Cap's boat. This time I was a sternlady in a different capacity: a scientist. Surely my role didn't appear any different. I was wearing my lobster uniform: ripped sweatshirt with my dad's old wool fishing coat over it, ragged ball cap with ponytail protruding and orange oilers. I was still handling bait on occasion and measuring lobsters. The lobster buyer even mistook me for a second deckhand when we docked and I helped unload the catch.

Yet my role today was as an observer. I cringe to use that term since it conjures the controversial role of federal observers. Instead, my position is to monitor the lobster population in state waters. I have no business with policy or enforcement and I intend to keep it that way. But my job is truly to observe. "That's what scientists do, after all," my father pointed out matter-of-factly when I expressed my discomfort with the term. "They observe things."

I tried to help out Cap's sternman throughout the day when I finished measuring lobsters. Cap has had the same sternman since I left. And he likely has the same phone number as the one scribbled on the scrap of paper that I handed Cap on my last day. His strong back, quick muscle memory and attention to detail proved that he has carried out the job excellently. It was reassuring to see that Cap has such good help.

I literally came full circle. As the lobster boats pirouette around buoys all day long, I feel that we haven't moved forward much. In some sense I'm right where I started and yet I've made some progress toward my goal. I'm attempting to bridge the gap between science and industry -- between study and practice, between observation and application -- through collaborative research. Cap's boat is a great place to start. But my efforts will extend far beyond that familiar deck, north to the Canadian border and south to the New Hampshire line. I'll be working with many other Caps from here on out. And I look forward to the adventures that this job will bring. I think I'm ready for it. I'm right where I should be.