"The world is a finite space. Every grain of sand displaced by one thing will impact another. With that in mind, we have an obligation to tread very, very lightly." - Rick Wood
When I started filming "Journey Home" in October of 2011, I knew I'd see drama unfold during the course of saving the lives of sea turtles. I knew, too, there would be loss and sorrow.
For more than a year, I've seen triumph and tragedy play out too many times to count. As a filmmaker I think about how "lucky" I have been to capture these dramatic - yet not overly emotional - scenes.
Time and time again the most poignant scenes are the ones that illustrate just how directly - and, in some cases, adversely - humans impact the life cycle of these endangered species.
Sometimes it's the unintentional by-product of an industry, like commercial fishing or boat operation, but far too often it comes from ignorance and carelessness.
I have watched turtles die because of it.
"Journey Home" will carry the message of sea turtle awareness and education. In subtle scenes, viewers will see the results of litter, negligence and apathy on creatures who - if left unmolested - might have numbers so healthy as to no longer carry the "endangered species"  identifier.
There is only one chance at this and it is right now. If we fail in preserving and protecting sea turtles, they will vanish into extinction.
My philosophy while filming is simple: tell their story. It's not to "create" a story or "embellish" a story...it is simply to show others what I have been privileged to see.
Of course, as a visual artist, I hope to do it in a way that will be interesting and will have an impact on anyone who sees it.
What's more, you don't have to wait for the film to finish production. All of the information and tools to educate folks about the issues facing sea turtles are here - on the film's site. If you have other questions or want more information, visit Loggerhead Marinelife Center's website: http://marinelife.org/
 
I watched a guy in a boat ram a pelican yesterday. I watched him do it on purpose. 

The pelican had been asleep and floating in calm waters just out from a boat ramp on Indian River. The bird was 25-feet out from the dock, providing a wide berth for the guy in his 17-foot bass boat. The boat driver was idling towards the boat ramp slowly and actually had to swerve out to strike the pelican with the bow of his boat.

The pelican was startled into an awkward, tumbling flight as the boat bumped it. The bird did not appear injured and the boat driver started to laugh uproariously. I was standing on a dock across the water from him. All I could do was glare impotently.

I can’t help but believe that a man who would go out of his way to purposefully do something like that must also be fairly insecure or have a mental problem. 

In my younger days, I would likely have walked over and started a confrontation. But age, wisdom and a little discretion have taught me that guys like that are actually reinforced in their adolescent behavior by the attention and challenge they receive if publically called out for their asinine actions.

Instead I watched him as he tied up his boat, went and backed up his trailer. I watched how he took care to fasten down open compartments and tie loose lines. He meticulously secured his boat to the trailer before slowly and carefully driving away. The boat driver who probably would have laughed himself silly even if he’d injured or killed the pelican took great care to protect his possession.  

Fiberglass, plastic, aluminum and steel mean more than life to him. 

This is what connects yesterday’s atrocity to the plight of all of the sea turtles in the world. Human beings have this disconnect that somehow allows for rationalizing and prioritizing leisure activities over the survival of an animal or an entire species for that matter.

I used to think people just didn’t know how many THOUSANDS of ENDANGERED sea turtles were injured or killed in the waters around the United States due SOLEY to intended/unintended actions involving recreational boating and fishing.  Now, I’m starting to see a different picture. I can see that there are people out there who simply don’t care…or
worse.

 Hubris and indifference will be the end of us. It’s not for nothing that we are the only animals in the history of our planet to be 100-percent responsible for cause an Extinction Level Event and still don't give enough of a crap about it to set things right before the damage cannot be undone.

I can debate our right to harm ourselves…but there is no justification for damning other species in the wake of our “progress” and desire for conveniences.

Still, I maintain hope.

That man in the boat yesterday…he’s what reinforces my belief that every volunteer and staffer at the turtle center are the deepest, truest heroes among all of us.