Monday, October 16, 2006
Hemingway is dead
The Ghanaian Times' people would probably have chose an exciting headline such as
Conservation project for new Crocodile Species
so I have to pick something a bit more sexy like
Meet the Reptile Redeemer or A day with the Alligator Angel
The crocodile was about two and a half meters long, and even though the man wasn’t of small built it easily outstripped him. By the time he had sneaked up from behind, we had all stepped back from the scene.
The massive reptile was kept from plunging back into the muddy pool by an iron wire slung around its broad neck. It had been fighting hard, but seemed exhausted by now. A young local was holding on to the cable looking half scared, half proud of his bravery. His force kept the reptile from escaping, but if it would change its mind and charge instead of retreating, the young man would be in for a hard time. None of the two seemed aware of this possibility.
The noises of the fight had attracted a small crowd. While man and crocodile had fought, they were busy commenting and arguing whether it was reasonable or outright lunatic to try to catch a crocodile alive. With time passing both crocodile and crowd had grown tired of the spectacle and now, as the hunter was standing right behind the big animal, silence was surrounding the scene.
Was he waiting for a special moment or just fighting his own doubts? After a long moment of silence he leaped forward and landed on the back of the big reptile. His weighed nailed it down to the ground; his big hands holding its mouth shut. There was no fight. The crocodile seemed as surprised as the crowd. It looked ridiculously simple, just like catching chicken in the backyard.
“It isn’t”, Matthew told me later. “If you don’t know exactly what you are doing, it can be very dangerous, both for you and for the crocodile.” Matthew Shirley knew what he was talking about. The young crocodile biologist had been in
Matthew came to
The men-eater, as the Nile crocodile is sometimes called, is said to grow up to a size of six meters and to cause a higher death toll among humans than all other crocodile species combined. Ghanaian ‘
It was for this reason that he was going all over
Unfortunately, this species would be endangered right from the start of its official life. Natural habitats all over
Matthew’s believes that if there is a way to preserve this new species, it must be done in
In the beginning of his research project, he had just intended to go out for crocodiles. But when he saw that in traditional crocodile breeding grounds like the
In order to train future zoologists capable of studying and preserving Ghana’s shrinking croc population, he initiated various training workshops at the Universities of Ghana in Legon and the Kwame Nkrumah University of Science and Technology (KNUST) in Kumasi for future Ghanaian croc biologists showing them on how to catch, handle and protect the ancient creatures and prevent their extinction.
Ghanaians, he said, had to understand that crocodiles presented a huge opportunity. For one, tourists were attracted by the prospect of seeing them in the wild. On the other hand, crocodile farms would represent an interesting business venture. Crocodile leather could be used for all kinds of luxury goods like handbags, shoes or expensive briefcases. Their flesh was nutritious and could be sold at high prices.
“Currently, biologists at KNUST are trying to build up a croc farm at the outskirts of
The crocodile Matthew had caught when I fist met him at Hans Cottage in
