Saturday, May 14, 2016

Day 4 - Friday the 13th

Waking up in Farol for yet another breakfast of bread, cheese, and cold cuts, the group was off to a rocky start. Five of us woke up sick and Andrew's toe didn't look like it was getting better. The omens of Friday the 13th were upon us.

As we were preparing to leave, we saw the town come together to bring in the day's catch of fish. With tears in our eyes, we said our good-byes to Trooper and as we made our way up the path, Friday the 13th struck again; this time, in the form of a flat tire. Luckily for us, a gas station was just up the road and we managed to fix our tire, but only after an hour.

Our day's adventure was just beginning. Our first stop was at a quarry near Lauro Muller where yesterday's rivalry was rekindled. Today's argument was about the origins of the laminated black rock. The quarry itself was full of this laminated black rock with periodic strips of banded white rock. We quickly came to the conclusion that the white rock was sedimentary and learned that it was actually limestone, but the origins of the black rock still evaded us. The girls thought that it was volcanic rock and the guys thought it was sedimentary rock.  But in a historic change of events, one that will be written in the history books as the turning point in this great feud, the guys came out on top. The black rock was actually shale--a sedimentary rock that was formed in the deep marine section of the ocean.  As the debate wrapped up, Andrew showed up with some great news--his toe was not actually broken--just fractured in a bunch of places. Suddenly, it seemed like our Friday the 13th was turning around.



Next on our journey, we continued to ascend the escarpmemt, stopping 3 more times to observe changes in the preservation of sediments. We saw how deep marine transitioned to shallow marine and how shallow marine changed to sand dune sediment, skipping over coastal altogether! We deduced that we were looking at preserved sand dune sediment because we observed that its spherical grains resembled the grains at the dunes the day before. It turns out the that coastal sediment was not preserved due to erosion. At our last stop, we saw the transition from the sand dune sediment to a massive fine grained volcanic rock that we determined was basalt. Shockingly enough, we found that this volcanic rock continued up for 300 vertical meters--much further than Pablo (Emmanuel) ran today, but shhh, don't tell the athletic department.

From there, we took a very long and bumpy road for what seemed like hours, but eventually we reached Montenegro where had electric blankets and a hot meal waiting for us.

All in all, it seemed like our Friday the 13th turned out pretty well.


Rock on,
Metamorphic Matan and Sedimentary Sam

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