The View from Ribbon Reef

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The View from Ribbon Reef

Marcus held the salt-crusted clipboard against his chest, listening to the diesel generator rattle as the survey catamaran drifted three miles off the outer reef. On the chart table in the galley, his satellite phone buzzed every few minutes with urgent messages from the department director in Cairns. The minister needed a clean, punchy summary for the morning press conference: a single culprit to blame, an unmistakable percentage of reef loss, and an unequivocal timetable for recovery.

Yet the data retrieved by the dive team over the last forty-eight hours stubbornly refused to cooperate with political expediency. Marcus unclipped the temperature loggers from their drying rack and laid the printouts side by side. According to the preliminary satellite heat maps, this entire sector had experienced identical thermal stress over the preceding month. If