Denise DeBerard Roussel I had so many photos of Opo but they were lost in one of my many moves. When I first came to the lagoon, she wouldn't let me near her nor anyone else as I remember. After many hours of being in the water, one day she headed right towards me, fast, scary but I decided to trust her. She went over my right shoulder and then circled around me and let me touch her, she even would let me hold on and she would pull me around the lagoon. Her favorite thing was for me to be in the boat and use the bucket to pour water on her back, a dolphin massage maybe? She was very gentle. I remember thawing the frozen fish out in the bucket to feed her. Wild dolphins would come up to the gate to talk with her and when they released her I always hope she would not go up to boats expecting fish. I prayed she left with the pod of dolphins that used to visit her and that she thrived in the wild. There was a couple who lived in the trailer. I used to babysit Opo when they needed to leave.
Bill Durham How about The Dolphin Project on Mashta Island with Ric O’Barry and Dr John Lilly. No trained dolphins jumping thru hopes but they had one of the first personal computers on loan from the National Institute of Health and recorded the dolphin sounds and tried to communicate.
MARK SPRADLEY Our father used to take us fishing off the ruins of the Mashta House. We would go down to the dock where there was still an arched roof over a boat house at the entrance to the lagoon. It eventually collapsed. For years, I would walk along the old seawalls where you could see collapsed rooms with tiled walls and floors. Once I crawled into a hole beneath the courtyard and saw a half-submerged rooms with old furniture floating around. Even as teenagers, we all went to the Mashta House to watch sunsets and at one point the “Dolphin Project” had 2 dolphins in the lagoon which were being trained to live back in the wild. I would spend the night on the lagoon and babysit them.