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Showing posts with label Panama Expedition. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Panama Expedition. Show all posts

April 8, 2011

Keeper story featured on PARC blog


Our own Jenyva Turner, Animal Keeper at Cheyenne Mountain Zoo, was featured on the Panama Amphibian Rescue and Conservation Project blog in "Notes from the Field: Finding the Limosa harlequin frog."

Wanted: Adventurous expedition members to hike into the jungles of Panama looking for the rare Atelopus limosus. Must be willing to hike long hours in rugged, muddy terrain and in thigh-deep water, and ready to be wet, hungry, tired, and not afraid of spiders, snakes, scorpions, and lots of insects.

SIGN ME UP!!!



–Jenyva Turner, Cheyenne Mountain Zoo animal keeper (and first-time frog finder!)

Read Jenyva's entire post HERE!

March 2, 2011

Panama Amphibian Rescue Team Returns

We asked each of our travel team members to write about their journey to Panama. They are all so different and have such amazing perspective. Read each of their blog posts on our FROG BLOG.


Ashley, Jamie, Jenyva, Antonia and Bob, hiking into the rainforest.

Blog posts:
Bob Chastain, President and CEO

Ashley Young
, Interpretive Keeper

Jenyva Turner, Zoo Keeper

Jamie Breitigan, Commissary Manager

February 13, 2011

Zoo Team Heads to Panama

SEARCH FOR ENDANGERED FROG IS ON!
AS CHEYENNE MOUNTAIN ZOO HEADS BACK TO THE JUNGLES OF PANAMA

Check out all of the updates from our team and follow this expedition into the jungles on Panama on our FROG BLOG!


The Cheyenne Mountain Zoo team is searching for the female Atelopus limosus. Only one exists in captivity in the world.
Photo Credit: Panama Amphibian Rescue and Conservation Project

August 26, 2010

Cute Frog of the Week!



The Panama Amphibian Rescue and Conservation Project is excited to announce their new series “Cute Frog of the Week.” Check out 10 weeks of amazing amphibians!

So far they have highlighted the Ghost glass frog (Centrolene ilex), the African Bullfrog (Pyxicephalus adspersus), Ornate horned frog (Ceratophrys ornata) - pictured above - and the Tungara frog (Engystomops pustulosus).

Every week the Panama Amphibian Rescue and Conservation Project posts a new “cute frog” from somewhere in the world and includes an interesting, fun, and unique story, and photo. Be sure to check back every Monday for the latest addition of this online series.

August 19, 2010

First EVER, First Annual National Golden Frog Day!


Frog lovers (and anyone else who values the planet’s biodiversity) worldwide, rejoice! Last week the National Assembly of Panama passed a law that honors the significance of one of the most striking amphibian species, the Panamanian golden frog. The National Assembly declared August 14, today, National Golden Frog Day and we’re celebrating that important decision, both in the frogs’ native country and abroad.

In addition to declaring August 14 National Golden Frog Day, the National Assembly passed a law on August 3 that makes the Panamanian golden frog one of Panama’s official cultural and ecological symbols.

Read the entire story on the Panama Amphibian Rescue and Conservation site!

Be sure to read the Cheyenne Mountain Zoo FROG BLOG to stay up-to-date on all frog news and our expeditions to Panama.

January 15, 2010

Panama Travel Journal II - Day 10

Day Ten, December 17, 2009

We went to bed late again last night and were up at 6:30 a.m. to catch a 7:30 a.m. cab to the airport. The trip to the airport was great and we had a good flight to Houston. Once again, the Houston curse catches up with us, though. My bag does not come through and now we only have 30 minutes until our flight leaves. We are not quite running this time, but we are walking very fast. At the gate, we find we are delayed…again…so we do what we did last time; eat at the restaurant with the plastic knives. This time we make the buffet and kill most of the four hour delay. Arriving in Denver at 8:00 p.m., the snow is a stark contrast to the heat and humidity of the lower elevations that surround Panama City. The trip was successful and once again we will regroup and plan the next trip to get frogs, before time runs out.

January 13, 2010

Panama Travel Journal II - Day 9

Day Nine, December 16, 2009

Like last time, it is a slow start for everyone. I did Zoo business at the Band B, while Della, Jeff, Eric and Michelle went to work processing and treating frogs. Michelle is our vet technician and she came down to work for the next two weeks. Around 11:00 a.m. Roberto and I went to Summit to meet the group. We picked up boxes of bleach and a few other odds and ends for the group at Summit. While the group processed frogs, I met with the new Summit director, Adrian, and other members of the group to do some troubleshooting. It was a good and productive day. We finish the night with a dinner meeting in an American-style bar called Lums. We were there to meet Biff, the director of STRI. We got a lot of things ironed out and continued to build strong relationships with our partners in Panama.

January 12, 2010

Panama Travel Journal II - Day 8

Day Eight, December 15, 2009

This day started strangely. We went to bed around 1:00 a.m. last night and awoke to some Jewish rapper on Edgardo’s cell phone. We’ve never set alarms, but last night with the pending walk out, the Benadryl we gave Edgardo and the packing ahead, Edgardo had set his. In true Edgardo fashion, we all woke up and he continued to hit the rapper snooze for 30 minutes. Strange but wonderful in an eclectic Edgardo way. You will also see and hear this when we get the video up that I shot from my hammock.

The horses arrived at about 9:00 a.m. and we are packed, but the frogs are not. Once again, we underestimated the time and materials it would take to pack them out. The morning and early afternoon was spent boiling water to sterilize moss. Everything needed to cool in order to wash frogs and hydrate it all. Each frog was gently grabbed and placed in a small yogurt carton-sized container. Most of the packing was done by 1:00 p.m. and everyone but Edgardo and I left for the walk back. Edgardo and I started the four hour walk at 2:15 p.m. We made it out in about 3 and a half hours. The drive back was long and full of Panamanian Christmas traffic. We ordered pizza and ate at the Summit Zoo around 9:30 p.m. After taking care of the frogs for the night, we split up and went to our rooms for the night. Della and Jeff went off with Eric from Zoo New England and I went with Roberto to unload the stuff from out trip at STRI. We all went to bed after midnight.

January 4, 2010

Panama Travel Journal II - Day 7

Day 7, December 14, 2009 – “Return to limosus Falls”

I had made the decision to do 3 things on my last day in the field. Hunt the “golden hour,” hunt with Edgardo late into the night since he had had to hunt the jungles alone the last night or two, and cook pancakes for the group.

A good breakfast goes a long way in the field. I brought honey wheat pancake mix, freeze dried raspberry sauce and walnuts. My pan was a $6 skillet from the Wal-mart camping section and I know why it was $6 and the REI was $20-something. When I put it on the heat it warped and bent out of shape. It sort of became a wok. “Bob’s jungle cakes,” just got harder. I eventually had to pour in the batter and then hold each of the four sides over the flame. Nobody seemed to mind the extra cook time and the group started the day with a hot meal. We spent the morning processing last night’s frogs, and prepping moss, water and cups for the trip out tomorrow. We built another shelf out of string and board to hold the cups that would carry the frogs. By 3 p.m. we were far enough along to head to the field. Jeff and I were going to hunt the golden hour and look for limosus. Part way down the stream we met Edgardo who had gone out earlier collecting limosus tadpoles. We agreed to meet at 8 p.m. tonight so I could let him search as long into the night as possible for Gastrotheca and Hemiphractus. Jeff and I set off on a one and half hour walk to “Limosus Falls,” something we felt we should just do. We should not let the long walk on the last day discourage us from seeing if our little frog had been alone. We made it around 4:30 p.m.

We walked down the slot canyon and still nothing. We sat for awhile and talked, ate a snack, and thought about what we were not finding. Jeff decided to search and I decided to pray. I prayed for me, my family, the project and for the frogs. Now this is no joke. I open my eyes, stand up to stretch a little, for you yoga fans I was in a triangle pose, and out jumps a PAIR of Antelopus limosus 5 feet away, almost exactly where I found the baby the day before. You can believe it or not.

Now remember, this is day 5 and so far I had found 2 females. I was excited to say the least. For those of you who really know me, this was worthy of a “super good.” Still we found very little else. Even the golden hour was dry and hotter so there seemed to be less activity. We did check out a side stream and found several good species, saw a real coral snake, and a false coral snake, and enjoyed our last evening in the jungle.

We met up with Edgardo about 8:30 p.m. near “Colymba intersection” by the “strappy leaves.” Jeff took our catch back to camp and Edgardo and I started our next 4 hour search. We spent the evening searching the hillside above the stream for Gastrotheca and Hemiphractus. An hour later Edgardo spotted an interesting frog that I call “the mossy green frog.” It was only one of a few we had found on the trip. We found Edgardo’s wife’s favorite frog and I found a Gastrotheca!! It was my first and it was wonderful. I was like a kid, scared to death it would hop away and I would miss it. Edgardo assured me over and over they were gentle, and he was right. I slowly closed my hand around him and he barely moved. I have this unedited on video if you want to watch me beam like an 8 year old that just caught his first muddy bull frog.

The night ended with only those 3 catches and a swollen and reacting arm on Edgardo (near camp he was stung by something that was not good). We got him back, washed it out and gave him Benadryl. He would be fine.

January 2, 2010

Panama Travel Journal II - Day 6


A. limosus

Day 6, December 13, 2009

Today Jeff and I got an early start. For some reason we never do a morning “hunt.” In traditional “hunting” the mornings are a great time to see animals. Because sometimes the work lasts until 1 a.m. I guess early morning comes too quickly.

We are starting to get a little desperate to find A. limosus. We have around 10 now. Last trip we collected 20 seemingly easier. In fact, on the first trip, Mark found one on the first day by the house. Jeff and I have a goal today to stay out longer and go farther than anyone has even gone. We would hunt from 8 a.m. to 9 p.m. By 2 p.m. we had basically found nothing, only a few small frogs that were not our targets. So much for the morning hunt hunch.

Just before 2 however things changed. We had been searching all day for a waterfall type area. It had begun to dawn on us that all the limosus we found were in one small area near a waterfall. Most areas develop field names like “the black palm,” “the Colymba intersection,” “Adrian’s log,” ‘Edgardo’s side stream,” and most of the limosus were found near “Bob’s falls.” I found Bob’s falls on the first trip. I was working around this tough rocky area and pulled a 50lb boulder down on top of me. I fell back into the pool below the falls, the Boulder went between my legs and I went totally underwater sitting on my butt. The only thing I didn’t know is Edgardo named the place to commemorate my big plunge.

This new falls though was more like a slot canyon, and mysterious because no one had seen it. We were hours from our vehicle, we had a good feeling, but were anxious because we had not found any limosus and time was running out.
As we walked down the falls and I see a tiny frog and think, “Another small frog we don’t need.” I knew I should find it though and look. After finding it I looked closely to see it was a tiny baby Antelopus limosus. We were ecstatic! We began a frantic search for more in the surrounding area to find nothing. It was 4 p.m. by now and we decided to head back. We found lots during the “golden hour.” The golden hour is something I call the 6 to 7 p.m. hour. It is the time when daytime species go to sleep and nighttime species move to their perches to call. I began to notice the day before, it was my lucky time. On the way back I described the “golden hour” to Jeff and all-be-darned if he did not look up and find one of the best frogs ever. Hemiphractus fasciatus, a frog that looks like a leaf and is also a marsupial frog. We found lots of Colymba. It was a good night.

December 28, 2009

Panama Travel Journal II - Day 5

Day 5, December 12, 2009

Today Roberto and I went to the infamous second stream. To be honest, I did not want to go, but Roberto wanted to see it during the day as he did not experience that on the last trip. As for me, I had bad memories and was not at all excited.

The trip started out good enough. Very good in fact. We found a species we had not seen on this trip or on the last. It was on the knoll between our home creek and the second. It is a small frog called Dendrobatidae minutus. About the size of your thumbnail, it has yellow at the crooks of each leg, and a beautiful blue patterned belly. Its like many birds I see, “brown.” But upon closer inspection it is full of color and wonderful. We found several. Edgardo will be happy. He wants some for El Valle. The stream however was a different story, or in fact, the same old story. We found two frogs and that was it. Those were found right at the top when we first dropped in. Even Roberto was visibly disgusted. He reverted to the same behavior Edgardo had exhibited last trip. Taking pictures and notes and light readings. I guess when scientists get befuddled they revert to what they know. Data.

The day was not a loss though. Jeff and I went out a little before dark and between 6:00-6:40 p.m. we caught about eight frogs. I also found a Limosus! That is only the third one on this trip and the first two Jeff found in amplexis. Jeff also found a Hemiphractus, the frog that looks just like a leaf and is a marsupial frog like the Gastrotheca. I first saw it at El Valle as well and instantly fell in love. It was a great find.

I went to bed early, at about 10:30 p.m. My plan was to get up and hunt early as nobody does. I hoped to catch some Limosus by going early. Time for Limosus is running out.

December 27, 2009

Panama Travel Journal II - Day 4

Day 4, December 11, 2009

This morning started around 7:00 or 8:00 a.m. for most of the group. It was a slow morning after a long day. I brought pancake mix for the group with walnuts and Mountain House raspberry crumble sauce for syrup. By 9:30 – 10:00 a.m. we were all working. I was building shelves for the frogs. Della, Roberto and Edgardo were processing and treating frogs with an anti-fungicide called Itroconazole. Jeff and Adrian were lining coolers with cardboard for the ride home. We finished chores around 1:30 p.m. and headed out. Jeff went out first and me next. Jeff and I did manage to find a pair of Antelopus in amplexis. As Della said, that female could be the future of the species. All the females from the first collection trip died and one female is not a lot. Especially when there is only one in captivity in the world.

The afternoon ended with me alone at the edge of a water hole, waiting for a Strabomanis bufoniformis to stick its head back out of the water. I missed it. It would be the first of our trip, and would be a good find. On the way back to camp I found a Centrolene ilex and H. colymba. C. ilex are a wonderful green leaf sitting frog. They have crazy white eyes and have left an impression on me since I saw them at El Valle a year and a half ago. The eyes bulge out and have lines through the whites. Nice! H. colymba, of course, is a target species, so that was a good find.

The night ended after a search with Edgardo, Roberto, Adrian and I. As the night went on, Roberto and I split up and headed back at the waterfall, as Edgardo took Adrian to find the prized Gastrotheca. The last thing I said to him was “Find my bufoniformis” and he did, too! Along with a male Gastrotheca. I went to bed (aka my hammock) between 12:00 and 1:00 a.m. and Della, Roberto, Adrian and Edgardo were up talking and winding down the night.

December 26, 2009

Panama Travel Journal II - Day 3

After fixing our flat tire, we made the 1.5 hour drive to Chagres National Park. It was somewhat dryer this time, so we drove to the trail head. We got stuck twice and had to be pulled out by Edgardo. His SUV is much better suited to this terrain than the small STRI trucks with highway tires. The horses were at the trail head waiting for us by our 11:30 a.m. arrival. It takes a long time to load the gear of six people on horse back. We let part of the group start off sooner and Edgardo, Adrian and I stayed back. Soon after, I left, then Adrian, then Edgardo. Somehow he always gets (has to) leave last. I made the trip in about four hours this time with the last person making it in about six hours. It was still an epic journey of hill after hill after hill; but the drier conditions and shorter walk allowed most members to cut between two and four hours off the trip.

I asked Della, once on the walk, what she was thinking about, and the answer was typical Della. Frogs. Packing frogs, protocol for washing frogs, treatments for frogs, etc. For me, it was typical Bob. I thought about life; two things in particular. As much as the last trip was a pain, it was a bigger blessing and not because of the work, because of the unknown. With the language barrier and other communication issues we knew very little about the trip, the walk, the conditions, etc. Think about that for a second. In this day and age, in America, how many times does it happen that we don’t walk to the corner store without checking the weather on our Blackberry? In fact, we don’t walk to the corner store at all, we drive in a nicely maintained car. To have an unknown adventure is a true gift.

The second thing I thought about was time and the passing of time. I thought how different this trip was. How already, things are becoming familiar. Less fresh, more scripted. Sure, we still have the Panamanian time delay for everything. Sure, we get up at 4:30 a.m. only to have a flat tire, but much of the adventure is gone. I thought about how hard it is to keep life fresh; and more importantly, how little we try. If we were truthful, we like routine. Starbucks coffee in the morning with this but not too much of that, or iced tea with ½ water since I like my tea weak. The list goes on and on. I think about my kids and how we think when they are raised our job is done. The trouble with this thinking is when there is an end you tend to focus on it and miss the creamy, sweet inner bits. As I am encouraging myself now, I will encourage you. Slow down, look around, enjoy the bits in between the end points in life. The drive to work, the kids’ basketball game, the meeting at work, the bad lunch. You never know what you might find.

“The average man looks at extraordinary things and says ‘wow.’ The wise man looks as the ordinary things and is inspired.”

We finished the night with a two-hour collection trip. Della, Jeff and I found a frog early on. Della ended up finding about three more throughout the night with one Colymba in the group. As a target species, it was a good find. We did find a very sick Rana. It barely jumped at all. Last time they were crazy in the bag. This time, nothing. It was a long day but good as we went to bed around 11 p.m.

December 10, 2009

Panama Travel Journal II - Day 1


Glass Frog with eggs

December 8, 2009
-By Bob Chastain

Tuesday - It’s funny how life can turn on a dime. One second the world is piling up around you and the next second your Dad is having open heart surgery and nothing else matters. The call you MUST make matters little as you rear end the car in front of you. Panama is the same.

We left my house at 4:04 this morning to make an 8:30 a.m. flight. The snow and subzero weather made us worry. Turns out we made it to the airport with two hours to spare. Loading went well, and it seemed we would be on our way, except for that darned engine #1. Engine #2 worked just fine, but engine #1 did not want to start. Switch this, bang on that and still nothing. Then some brilliant person thought it must be cold. Two hours later and an external heater, we are off. We are scheduled to land at 2:15 p.m. and the flight to Panama and the three life lines that we are sending to the frogs there are nowhere to be found.

When we land in Houston the captain comes on and says, “The flight to Panama has already left. Please go to customer service.” Then a lady comes on and says, "They are holding the Panama flight. You will have to run if you want to catch your flight." Run we did. Houston is a big city airport with multiple terminals. The run had us sweaty and tired when we reached the gate and they say, “We were never told to hold the flight and it left seven minutes ago.” The airport turns “Matrix” and time stops. What was a huge rush 30 seconds ago has now turned into timelessness. Everything is slow motion now. We are told there are no more flights to Panama and given a hotel in Houston. The world returns to normal.

It’s funny how people react to things like this. Some are angry. Very angry. Some frustrated. Some crushed. Me? I am calculated. I think to myself, “Does getting angry at the lady behind the desk help, or does niceness help?” I try to use the best strategy to get the result I need. In this case, we have frogs to save, but they will have to wait one day. They will have to fight Chytrid in the wild for one more day. They will wait, as we wait.

For a solution to the problem at hand, we get booked into a hotel; make about a half of a billion phone calls to cancel horses at the Panamanian trail head. They were to meet us tomorrow after a 5:00 a.m. departure. The project director will now have a day to make final preparations in-country and the other expedition members will have to put hope on hold. We make the second half of a billion phone calls to check in at work, deal with the latest problems, rebook hotels in Panama that are now full, and look for something to eat.

Modern airports are like small cities with plastic knives. Since we are in Houston, near the coast, we decide on a seafood place and a three hour lunch. We miss the 10:00 a.m. to 3:00 p.m. buffet by 20 minutes. Just our luck, since now the expensive dinner menu starts our 3:20 p.m. lunch. But I have to admit, the service was nice and the food was good. We talked to the lady at the restaurant about why all their nice meals come with plastic knifes. You guessed it. National Security. We discussed why people don’t care about forks. They seem dangerous. We talked about how the whole world takes off their shoes in airport security because of one man. Strange place we live in…..

I have stopped taking Malarone, my malaria medicine, because my Achilles tendon is hurting. The one known side effect with Malarone is that your Achilles tendon can just rip and detach for no reason. I am more than a little worried about the walk tomorrow. I have iced it and taken ibuprofen, so we will see what happens. I am sure, right now, you and I are in the same boat. Too many things to think about and not enough time to control all the variables. Who knows how life would turn out if there were no variables? If left to our own designs, I am afraid we would sit wrapped in our version of our “perfect world” with little left to live for. Nobody hates discomfort and “unconvinced” more than me. Without it though, the desire to learn and grow would be lost. Relationships would have no passion. That to me would be the tragedy I would never want to face.

December 4, 2009

Amphibian Conservation and Rescue Program

Amphibian Conservation and Rescue Program
-Panamá East-

Bd Immediate Response Plan:

 Collaborative project among all partners to secure enough founder individuals to support a long range captive assurance breeding program designed to save the top priority amphibian species in Panamá.

 Immediate meeting and conference calls to identify needs.

 Expedite a second collection trip to Panama’s Chagres National Park in early December 2009. Collect at least 20 (10.10 – male/female) – preferably 40 (20.20) of each of the top priority species.

 Identify and outfit area to receive additional rescued amphibians quickly. Additional pods not arriving till January. Remodel a room at Summit Zoo ASAP- to include adding plumbing, water filtration, water outflow treatment, A/C, lighting, racks, tanks, veterinary supplies etc.

 Develop a volunteer program for the next six months + to supply 1 to 2 extra staff a day, (keepers, veterinary support), for Summit Municipal Park animals- and EVACC, if needed.

 Solicit Panamanian volunteers, staff from partner institutions and from other zoos or aquariums.

 Get insect breeding collection population (crickets, fruit flies) up to numbers needed to feed additional amphibians. Will need to import insects at first. Permits need to be expedited.

Chytrid Fungus

Panama amphibian rescue tainted by chytrid fungus

In the aftermath of the first expedition to Panama for the Amphibian Rescue and Conservation (PARC) Project, there is now confirmation that the very fungus the Project team was rushing to rescue frogs from in Panama had already arrived in the area. The purpose of this first expedition was to collect living specimens of frogs not yet affected by chytrid fungus (Batrachochytrium dendrobatidis), the disease that has devastated nearly 100 frog species worldwide. It has now been discovered, through testing on frogs from the expedition’s collection, that chytrid fungus has now begun to attack amphibians well east of the Panama Canal Zone.

The rescue group, made up of representatives from the member organizations of the Amphibian Rescue and Conservation Project, began their week-long expedition in the Panamanian cloud forest in mid-November. The Project team, led by Cheyenne Mountain Zoo and the Smithsonian, collected approximately twenty harlequin frogs (Atelopus limosus) and twenty tree frogs (Hyloscirtus colymba) from Cerro Brewster in Panama’s Chagres National Park.

These two species were brought back to the Summit Municipal Park in Panama while other rescued species were taken to the El Valle Amphibian Conservation Center (EVACC). The EVACC was established several years ago by the Houston Zoo, a PARC project founder, after massive amphibian declines were witnessed in Western Panama several years ago by researchers and visiting scientists at the Smithsonian Tropical Research Institute (STRI).

When screened for disease back in the rescue facility, most of the frogs tested positive for the chytrid fungus. Chytrid attacks the keratin cells in an amphibian's skin. Since amphibians need their skin for respiration, electrolyte balance and protection, changes in their skin chemistry and function is fatal. It is now thought that the electrolyte
imbalance causes death due to cardiac arrest. The fungus also damages the nervous system, affecting the frog's behavior.

“Nearly every specimen collected showed signs of the disease, and they are now being treated with anti-fungal baths,” said Eric Baitchman, head veterinarian of Zoo New England.

This discovery of amphibian chytrid on the frogs at this site means that time has now run out for at least four species of frogs that do not live further East than Cerro Brewster and have been extirpated at all their other known sites.

“If we want to save these species, we will have ramp up capacity a lot faster than anticipated,” said Brian Gratwicke of the National Zoological Park. “We thought we had some breathing space, but in fact, we may already be too late for some species.”

This discovery of chytrid on the frogs collected during the recent expedition now calls for different and immediate response from the Project team. Time is of the essence to go back into the area of the Panamanian jungle where the first collection occurred and to quickly collect the still living specimens that are in harm’s way. Once collected in the field, the rescue team will transport the frogs to safety at a recently outfitted isolation unit at the Summit Municipal Park in Panama, where they can be treated for the fungus and kept as an assurance population. But the team has very little time, as the fungus is known to infect and kill in a matter of weeks.

Work has now begun at the various Project institutions to recruit crews of husbandry professionals and veterinary staff who will travel to Panama in the coming weeks and months to begin care for the rescued population which could number in the hundreds of animals. This new urgent situation requires the Project members to focus on saving the remaining amphibians and to ramp up capacity for creating a sustainable safe harbor for them in a much shorter timeframe than originally envisioned.

Cheyenne Mountain Zoo President/CEO Bob Chastain, who led the first Panama expedition in November, states it this way, “Here is the sum of the situation. Right now we can find over 100 frogs in three days. What happens when we only can find two a day? I heard the chair of the AZA board speaking to a group of 1200 conservationist and say, ‘we need to be faster, more nimble and quicker in our actions to save wildlife.’ That is what we need now. Fast, quick, nimble!”

The founding partners of the Project are Cheyenne Mountain Zoo, the Smithsonian’s National Zoo, Zoo New England, Houston Zoo, Africam Safari in Mexico, the Summit Municipal Park in Panama, Defenders of Wildlife and Smithsonian Tropical Research Institute. These various conservation organizations came together earlier in the year and pledged their cooperation and funding to combat the amphibian crisis.

Responding to the expedition’s news, the Autoridad Nacional del Ambiente (ANAM), Panama’s National Environmental Authority, announced it would join the Project, pledging $150,000 in support.

“Amphibians are an important part of the cultural and biodiversity heritage of Panama, said Javier Arias, director of ANAM. “We are pleased to announce our financial and logistical support as full partners in the Panama Amphibian Rescue and Conservation Project to build Panamanian capacity to respond to the global amphibian decline crisis.”

The Project partners are collectively working to establish an amphibian conservation breeding center in Panama to house and facilitate study on 15-20 species that are in jeopardy of being eradicated by the chytrid fungus.

The Association of Zoos and Aquariums (AZA) has challenged all AZA accredited Zoos and Aquariums to take a leadership role during this amphibian crisis. If this effort fails, one-third to one-half of the world’s amphibians could go extinct.

For more information and to learn about ways to help visit Amphibian Rescue.

November 29, 2009

Panama Travel Journal - Day 10

Day 10 – November 22, 2009

-By Bob Chastain

As we fly into Colorado Springs the earth looks positively brown and barren compared to the tropics. A place where last night was so warm I slept with not a single cover. Just laying on the sheets with a pillow. I love Colorado though. A place that is still as wild as the jungles of Panama. I also love our Zoo. A place where passion and imagination run wild. A place you helped to build. Built without government dollars; built on hard work and generosity of people like you. With your help we will fight this war and win some battles. The finish to the war is too far in the future, to vague to put a finger on…making the world a better place. Living thoughtfully with the work around us is something we never get to stop. Best of luck on your journey. I will miss the time we spent together through this blog and the memories you helped me keep alive.

Buenos Dias,
Bob

November 28, 2009

Panama Travel Journal - Day 9

Day 9 – November 21, 2009

-By Bob Chastain
I start writing again shortly after 7:00 a.m. I am anxious to get you this information and a way to inspire you to make your part of the world a better place. I will move to a new hotel this afternoon that is closer to the airport. A little bed and breakfast called La Estancia.

At 10:00 a.m., a quick visit to the pod to watch activity and video the frog bath I told you about. The frogs get bathed in a solution that is $100 a bottle, but it has to be done to ensure the frogs do not have chytrid. You will see this procedure as we post the videos of Dr.s Della and Eric starting the daily medical care each frog will receive for about two weeks.

La Estancia is interesting after my stay at a very nature-based hotel. I was nervous as we pulled up to an orange apartment building with a big iron gate and a push button to talk into, which lets them speak to the guest. My alert went up as I did not know what to expect. I was led into a hot and humid series of rooms by a man with broken English. As he showed me around the feeling of “Is this going to be OK?” came back over me. But it actually turned out to be a wonderful place. As evening came and the cool air came through the common rooms where people from around the world gather to read, talk, and work on their computer, I fell a little in love with the place.

Kevin and Jamie arrived an hour later with the same hot sweat and humid shine that I had earlier. Within the hour we were watching tamring and blue gray tanagers at the bird feeder. A sloth came down and I was able to share my find with Kevin and Jamie; and enjoy their excitement as I showed them the sloth through my binoculars. A funny squirrel came in with a broad brown strip on his back. Some scarlet tanagers species came in and the night was topped off with a possum. All this from the common area inside this apartment-type bed and breakfast. The night ended with a late dinner after a very scary cab ride where we were prepared to get, as they say, “rolled.” But that is a human interest story that you can ask Kevin and Jamie to relay, if you ever get to meet them in person. All ended well though with a perfect dinner in a local restaurant that would mark the end of our Panama trip.

Everything from here on out would be motion toward home and the hustle of an international airport with Spanish speaking customs agents.

November 26, 2009

Panama Travel Journal - Day 8

Day 8 – November 20, 2009

-By Bob Chastain

Today started slowly. I was having difficulty assimilating to any new “home” because I missed my last one. My feet also hurt this morning. The foot funk that started yesterday is now so bad that I can hardly walk. My toes and nail beds are red and swollen and in between my toes looks raw and weeping. On top of that, most of what I have is wet and muddy. My shoes are no exception. I will spend the day doing two things: 1.) transcribing notes to send in for the blog, and 2.) visiting the pod where our frogs will live.

The pod is about 10 feet wide and 10 feed long. In the long run it can hold between 200-500 frogs, depending on size. Right now we will start with about 90. The rest will go with Edgardo to El Villa. Each frog now gets an accession number with which we will track and record data the rest of its life. It gets cleaned and then put into an aquarium that will be cleaned every day during its quarantine period that will last 30 to 90 days. During this quarantine time, it will get treated for chytrid and receive medical check-ups.

Today I met Eric Baitchman, the DVM from Zoo New England who is the project’s acting vet. He has worked in Panama with Edgardo for three years now. He will train Della, our vet, and the vet at the Summit Zoo in Panama where the frogs now live.

We finished the work after 9:00 p.m. tonight and are rushing to the hotel to catch a 10:30 p.m. dinner before heading to a 1:00 a.m. bed time, again.

November 25, 2009

Panama Travel Journal - Day 7

Day 7 November 19, 2009, / last day in field
-By Bob Chastain
Today we are all wiped out after a long last night. I was reluctant to let it slip through my fingers and relished the time doing something real and lasting. The horses were coming at about 9:00 am, so Kevin had us up by about 7:00 am with a “we need to get a move on” wake-up call. Once we realized the overwhelming task at hand the hugeness of what we had to do set in. We had a hike that would take some of our group eight hours and we had about 80 frogs to take out of bags, label with all our notes, gather moss, transfer all the frogs to small Tuperware-type containers, and pack onto two coolers that would go on horses for the long ride out. On top of this, we had to pack up four days worth of muddy everything, put it in bags and get them on five horses by 9:00 or 10:00 am in order to make it out before dark. By 9:30 it was clear that this was never ever going to happen. The group decided Mark, Jamie and Roberto would leave early to give them some extra trail time before dark. Matt, Kevin, Della, Jorge, Edgardo and I would stay behind to pack up.

Three hours later we were on the trail. That means it is 1:00 pm and it gets dark at 6:00-ish. Do the math. We were never going to make it at the normal pace and that would have us walking in the muddy darkness. Matt had left one hour earlier and got a little head start. I can’t do a good job of describing the feeling of the hike. I thought and thought about it as I walked hill after hill…..after hill. The best I can do is have you imagine the toughest physical activity you have ever done. Now imagine doing it in ankle deep mud and jungle so thick that you can not really recognize any of the landmarks that you can mentally check off in your head as you pass by. We basically had three landmarks. The house in the valley where we passed up water, and this is about half way. The intersection of the trail with the road that is too muddy to drive, and the house where we took the banner picture on the way in. Most other stuff looks the same. Without landmarks it is just mile after mile up hill after hill. Boiled all down, imagine doing this activity until you feel as if you can’t do it anymore. Now, do it until you are mentally and physically spent. When all of that is done, add two more hours of mud-walking.

You ask the Spanish speaking guides “how much farther” and get the same answer you always get, “Una houra,” one more hour. Hiking this thing in the dark was a real and scary possibility since this same hike took us all day the last time with a 9:00 am start and we have had four long and sleepless nights in the jungle. So what did we do. For those of you who know me, you can deduce that we developed a strategy. In a nutshell, here is the high tech plan Della, Kevin and I employed. First, we would draft off each other like Tour de France riders. Each one taking their turn in the lead setting the fastest pace they could manage. The person in the middle tried to catch up while not getting too far away from of the past leader who was now tired and in the back. The middle person’s job was to catch the leader while not demoralizing the person in last. If that happens the group falls apart and the peliton can never catch the breakaway party. After that, it is pretty simple. Basically run or slip down hills at a break neck pace, literally. Sort of the same technique used to ski bumps or to mountain bike a steep hill. Jog some on the flats and push hard on the uphill until your will and strength are completely tapped. Five hours later as the very last light disappeared, I pulled my pack into the back of our Smithsonian (STRI) truck. I was elated and heartbroken. The first communication I had with the outside world came in the form of a four line text to my wife. “We are out. We just now arrived at the truck. I don’t think my heart will ever be the same. I love you.” My heart breaks now as I write this at the thought of never going back. I can only hope I will, but with partners all over the country, who knows if I will ever get another slot to go.


Day 7, past midnight

It’s now 12:46 am in the morning and six hours after we hit the truck. I have eaten at a Panamanian KFC, delivered frogs to the drop off point, showered with my clothes, treated all my wounds and insect bites with iodine and alcohol, treated my red and infected feet, and now I lay writing this in a huge hotel room wishing for a hammock in the jungle after a wet and strenuous day of searching for frogs. I started this blog stating my principle that I believe you hope there are people out there doing the work to save the things we all love and wish to protect. The things you can hardly remember in your busy day-to-day life. The things I am scared to death I will forget as I get farther and farther from the jungle. The sound of a heavy rain as it comes through the trees and then hits the tin roof of our shelter. The feeling of the cool morning air as I finally get comfortable in my hammock. The “pop” of the gastrotheca frog late in the night. The feeling of a warm Mountain house meal in my hand. The feeling of watching Edgardo catch a frog and have the joy of a 9-year-old boy, the sound of howler monkeys, and the though that I just passed an eyelash viper and it failed to bit me. Little things that I know will grow dim with time. The way, as your child grows, you know another day has passed and you will lose them soon. I feel the slipping away now. My heart that was healed when I caught “Bob” now feels broken because, while people like Jeff Corwin make nature fun and accessible, it is slipping away and I know you don’t want to think so. “Things must be getting better,” you say. Actually some things are, but there is much work to be done. And like the frog’s race against the onset of chytrid, you race against things lost that can never return without serious work on your part and our part. Edgardo, who I collected frogs with on the last afternoon, has personally seen the mass die off of frogs in two separate populations in Panama. Who cares about frogs that disappear off the face of the earth? You, I suspect, or you would not be following this trip and opening up your heart to the possibility that you personally can do something to make the world a better place. After all, in reality, that is why we are here. To put these wonderful species into a protected breeding program. An assurance or insurance policy against their disappearance while we wait for people to get serious about the conservation of the natural world; and I can see it happening now and in my kids eyes. I have hope for animals and their world.