Our plan is to look at coral reef protection with a focus on sharks. We’re going to spend a little time in Belize. First we’ll go to a fish market, then to a protected atoll called Glover’s Reef. We’ll be filming part of a pilot for a TV series called “Saving the Ocean, with Carl Safina.”
Three huge cruise ships stand outside Belize City. Of the thousands of people on board, most would enjoy some locally caught fish or lobster. Can we love the reefs without loving them to death?
The fish market has fishermen offering jacks (mainly Horse-eye), groupers (a few), small Yellowtail snappers (lots), sharks (most very small, just pups), and a few other smallish reef fish. The largest fish in the market is a juvenile Goliath Grouper weighing about 50 pounds (unmolested, they exceed 500 pounds). A decade ago the market had no sharks. Now fishermen call all sharks to market, even the oft-unloved nurse shark whose fins are worthless for soup-making.
A rather rough, rather wet, rather long ride gets us to Glover’s Reef, an ocean atoll rising from the deep seafloor 20 miles outside the barrier reef. It’s 20 miles long and 7 miles wide with four small islands. Middle Key, the one we’re on, hosts a scientific station managed by the New York-based Wildlife Conservation Society. Like all atolls, it’s a ring of coral reef whose central lagoon is full of small, picturesque “patch reefs.”
We’re here to see what happens when a place is protected from certain kinds of fishing. Nets are verboten on the whole atoll, and a big pie-slice section is closed to all removal of marine life.
Dr. Janet Gibson has for nearly two decades been involved in achieving protection for Belize’s barrier reef. Her goal is to bring 15 to 20 percent of the reef tract under total protection. That’s about what many scientists think would be needed to give the reef resilience to fishing in the other 80 to 85 percent. So far about one percent is fully protected. But inside those few reserves the results are so dramatic–there are so many more conch, lobster, and big fish–that Gibson hopes to get more reserves established, at an accelerating pace. Of course, “It’s a race against time,” Janet acknowledges.
Here at Glover’s, Ellen Pikitch and Demian Chapman’s decade-long study of sharks on the reef is showing that the reserve is working for Nurse Sharks and Caribbean Reef Sharks. But it’s working because these sharks seldom leave the protected area.
Around the reef, the scientists have planted receivers. Inside the sharks, they’ve implanted transmitters. There are quite a few sharks here, and we have no difficulty capturing several for the purpose of implanting transmitters. Each transmitter is the diameter of a pencil and about an inch long. It’ll go “beep” for 18 months. Each time the shark is in range of a receiver, the beep says, “I’m here.”
Turns out, when we look at Demian’s data, these sharks are homebodies. Most of the time they stick to only one part of the atoll, going off to deep water during daylight, coming into the shallows at night. The pings recorded by the receiver tell a story of individual sharks spending much of their time in quite small parts of the reef, with occasional exursions around the atoll.
What would happen if they wandered in and out a lot? “They’d be goners,” says Demian. “They’d be those pups we saw in the fish market because, basically, where gillnets are allowed, they pretty quickly catch nearly all the sharks.”
Is the difference really so stark? We arrange to meet some fishermen about 20 miles away. Three raggedly dressed men hail us from their small open single-engine boat. Expecting us, they’re waiting patiently with their net. They set it last night and it’s been in the water 10 hours. Marked by floats, the net stretches half a kilometer. Any swimming thing bigger than about eight inches long will have been arrested by all that mesh.
The head fisherman has been pulling on nets like this for three decades. They have seen the catch go, he says, “very down.” He blames increasing competition. But he insists the number of fish in the water, and number being caught, remain the same as always.
And then comes the shock: the whole net contains not one fish. Zero. Ten hours, 500 yards of netting–not a single fish. I don’t see too much competition for the same catch–I see no catch and the writing on the wall for these fishermen. And for their children, the ink is set, and it says, “No future–unless…”
We’ve seen the one hope for the future at Glover’s Reef: an area where nets are banned and a smaller area where no fishing is allowed. This is not anti-fishing; it’s just reality. You can’t sell goods if you have only stores and no factories. Glover’s Reef is one factory. And these fishermen need a lot more of them. Otherwise, we can kiss the fish and the fishermen, goodbye.
But with some of area set aside, the reefs and their fish could survive. If we let fish recover, we let fishing thrive. We’ve glimpsed two versions of the future. They’re ours to choose.