What the Wild Sea Can Be (eBook)

The Future of the World's Ocean

Helen Scales (Autor)

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2024 | 1. Auflage
320 Seiten
Grove Press UK (Verlag)
978-1-80471-052-4 (ISBN)

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LONGLISTED FOR THE BAILLIE GIFFORD PRIZE FOR NONFICTION No matter where we live, 'we are all ocean people,' Helen Scales observes in her bracing yet hopeful exploration of the future of the ocean. Beginning with its fascinating deep history, Scales links past to present to show how prehistoric ocean ecology holds lessons for the ocean of today. In elegant, evocative prose, she takes us into the realms of animals that epitomize current increasingly challenging conditions, from emperor penguins to sharks and orcas. Yet despite these threats, many hopeful signs remain, in the form of highly protected reserves, the regeneration of seagrass meadows and giant kelp forests and efforts to protect coral reefs. Offering innovative ideas for protecting coastlines and cleaning the toxic seas, Scales insists we need more ethical and sustainable fisheries and must prevent the other existential threat of deep-sea mining. Inspiring us all to maintain a sense of awe and wonder at the majesty beneath the waves, she urges us to fight for the better future that still exists for the ocean.

Dr Helen Scales is a marine biologist, acclaimed author and broadcaster who explores the wonders and plight of the oceans and the living planet. Her books, including The Brilliant Abyss and Spirals in Time, have been adapted for stage and screen, and translated into 15 languages. She writes for National Geographic Magazine and the Guardian, teaches at Cambridge University and is a storytelling ambassador for the Save Our Seas Foundation. Helen divides her time between Cambridge, England, and the wild Atlantic coast of France.

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Prelude

First, they were bright white dots moving in the distance between sea and sky. Then, as I reached the end of the land at the cliff’s edge, the gannets were everywhere. From eyeline to the waterline almost two hundred metres below, huge birds filled all the available space. They followed invisible contours through the air in every direction and on every horizontal plane. Somehow, silently, they knew to steer to avoid each other, their black-tipped wings never touching. Those not in flight were sitting on every piece of cliff with room to land. They were lined up on ledges, one bird deep, and the flatter patches of scree were studded in nests, always spaced a sharp beak’s biting distance apart.

If someone told me this was all the gannets there are, every last one of them, coming to nest on these very cliffs, I might easily have believed it. But other colonies exist on both sides of the Atlantic, some even bigger than this one, and all of them in places where the surrounding ocean contains enough prolific life and food to sustain so many parents and hungry chicks. Gannets dive from great heights to hunt beneath the surface, folding their wings back and piercing the water with their arrowlike heads. Air sacs under their skin, like a subdermal cloak of bubble wrap, protect their bodies from the impact of thirty-metre dives. The ammoniacal tang of guano that wafted from the colony told me about the ocean’s immense productivity and all the fish they’ve been catching.

I came to the gannetry at Hermaness, the northernmost headland on the northernmost inhabited island in Scotland, because I wanted to see an outrageous amount of healthy ocean life. Gannets are the North Atlantic’s biggest seabirds, with metre-long bodies and close to a two-metre wingspan. They don’t have the vivid blue or red webbed feet of their tropical cousins the boobies, but they have their own understated elegance. Mostly white, the adults have a dusting of peachy-yellow feathers on their neck and head, a long, tapering beak, and striking pale-blue eyes ringed in cobalt—a gleaming swipe of eyeshadow, like Marilyn Monroe in an Andy Warhol print. I had only ever seen an occasional, solitary gannet, usually from afar, and had long wondered what it would be like to see more. When I found out that they gather in enormous colonies in the Shetland Islands, I decided to see for myself tens of thousands of these huge seabirds at once. I wanted to stare and soak up the awe of it all and remind myself that places like this still exist.

That day, July 18, 2022, when gannets lured me to the farthest end of the British Isles, became the day when my outlook on the world changed. It marked the beginning of the United Kingdom’s first “red” extreme heat warning. Two days of national emergency had been declared because of a heatwave so severe it put human lives at risk, and people were told their daily routines would have to change. Advice for the worst-hit areas, including my hometown of Cambridge, was to stay indoors, shut and cover windows, and generally slow down. During the hottest day in the United Kingdom on record, runways and roads melted. Train services were suspended. People lay awake throughout the warmest night ever, when temperatures didn’t fall below twenty-five degrees Celsius. And Britain wasn’t alone. Extreme heat was engulfing western Europe. Portugal was suffering from a worsening drought, and parts of France and Spain were ablaze with wildfires.

Meanwhile, at Hermaness, a thousand miles north of my home, it was mild and pleasant, but it was strange and unsettling to know that everywhere to the south was far hotter. Missing that heatwave, I think, made it even more disturbing as I tried to imagine what was going on at home. That day, everything felt different. Until that moment, the climate crisis had remained an alarming but still distant threat to me. Suddenly, I realised that the world I had grown up in had gone, that normality had changed and the climate crisis had arrived.

I had booked the trip months earlier and escaped the horrifying heat just by chance. But I also happened to arrive in the middle of another disaster that was hitting northern Scotland far worse than anywhere else.

Standing at the cliff at Hermaness, looking at the scene through binoculars, I watched pairs of gannets sitting together, shaking their long beaks from side to side, and others sitting quietly on their own, waiting for a partner to return from foraging at sea. And there, visible between the nests, were the dead bodies of so many other gannets. More corpses were piled at the base of steep sections of cliff, presumably the ones that fell off their nests.

Avian flu had killed them all. For the first time since the disease appeared in a goose farm in China in 1996, the virus had mutated into a highly contagious and virulent strain and was ripping through populations of wild seabirds. There had been isolated outbreaks of less deadly variants in the wild before, but nothing like this. The epicentre in early summer 2022 was Scotland—in particular, the Shetland Islands.

By the time I visited Hermaness, I had already encountered many dead gannets and other seabirds, several on every beach across the islands, in varying states of decay. Some were little more than feathers ground into the sand. Some were skeletons, archaeopteryx-like, head flung back, and wings outstretched. And some gannets just lay there, intact and perfect, staring blue eyes open, wings folded back as if they had deliberately dived from the sky and landed without a mark on their bodies. Only at the gannet colony were the dead mixed in with living birds. Depending on where I let my gaze rest, this was either a desolate view of ecological breakdown or a stunning scene of natural wonder.

Planet Earth is in the throes of extreme environmental change, a transformation in which the dominant driving force is humanity. In the Anthropocene, the human-dominated epoch in which we’re all living, many of the fastest, most dramatic changes are taking place in the ocean.

Within just the past fifty years, as people have been overexploiting species, destroying habitats, and releasing pollutants, the total mass of vertebrate life in the ocean has halved.* In that time, the ocean’s chances of being hit by lethal heatwaves, the kind that destroy kelp forests and coral reefs, have doubled. Every decade, the background noise levels in the ocean have also doubled, mirroring the growth in shipping, so that whales and other acoustic animals are having a harder time hearing each other. A plastic fog in the ocean is thickening and now comprises hundreds of trillions of particles. Since records began, the ocean has never been hotter. Sea levels are rising, and polar sea ice is shrinking. Seawater is becoming more acidic. Oxygen is ebbing away.

As humanity wades further into the Anthropocene ocean, changes are happening so quickly it can be hard to keep up with the streams of gloomy news. Scanning the science headlines, you might have come across recent news of a novel disease identified in seabirds caused by inflammation and scarring in their digestive tracts from the build-up of plastics that they swallow. Scientists have named this condition plasticosis. Or you might have caught word of how more marine species are being pushed towards extinction, with dugongs, abalone, and a type of Caribbean coral all recently added to the list of globally endangered species. Or that five out of the top ten commercially important fish populations in British seas are either overfished or depleted to critically low levels.

At the same time, people are making startling discoveries about what lives in the ocean and how this vast living system works. For instance, scientists recently discovered how northern elephant seals fall asleep while drifting down through the sea, like spiralling leaves, dreaming as they go, and sometimes take naps on the seabed. These enormous marine mammals breathe air, but they know they are in danger at the surface, where predators are more likely to attack, and so they only go to sleep underwater. Not long ago, another team of scientists tracked scalloped hammerhead sharks making regular dives into the twilight zone to search for prey and discovered that while they’re hundreds of metres down, they hold their breath. These water-breathing fish know to close their gills to avoid cooling their circulating blood in the frigid deep water.

A previously unknown seagrass meadow, full of species like seahorses, scallops, and cuttlefish, was discovered just off the British coast in St Austell Bay, Cornwall. And in the Bahamas, tiger sharks fitted out with cameras helped discover the world’s largest seagrass meadow, extending around ninety-two thousand square kilometres, more than twenty times bigger than the whole of Cornwall.* This finding alone increased the known global area of seagrass habitat by almost half.

I’m often asked by audience members at public talks or by interviewers during radio shows whether I am hopeful for the future of the ocean.† My common response is that it depends on which day you ask me and whether the last piece of news I heard or study I read was depressing or joyful. While I was watching the gannets of Hermaness, it dawned on me that I can hold both perspectives in my mind at once—my optimism and pessimism—and not let one push the other out.

There is no doubt that good and bad things are happening in the ocean, often pressed up tightly together, as the gannets showed me. Many discoveries that offer glorious and hopeful insights into ocean...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 6.6.2024
• Verlagsort: London
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Sachbuch/Ratgeber ► Natur / Technik ► Naturführer
• Themenwelt: Naturwissenschaften ► Biologie ► Limnologie / Meeresbiologie
• Themenwelt: Naturwissenschaften ► Biologie ► Ökologie / Naturschutz
• Themenwelt: Naturwissenschaften ► Geowissenschaften ► Hydrologie / Ozeanografie
• Schlagworte: biodiversity • changing oceans • climate change • climate crisis • coral • eco-anxiety • fisheries • Lobsters • Marine Biology • Oceans • Penguins • polar seas • reef • reefs • Sharks • SQUID
• ISBN-10: 1-80471-052-0 / 1804710520
• ISBN-13: 978-1-80471-052-4 / 9781804710524