
My morning commute on Wednesday, November 7, was unusual in several ways. As I walked to the Alameda-Oakland Ferry terminal in Oakland's Jack London Square at 9AM, I recall that it was perhaps the foggiest morning in recent memory. By the time I had reached the dock, I couldn't even see across the estuary to the Alameda shore. The 9:15 ferry was 20 minutes late, which in itself is not unusual. The ferry runs reliably late in clear weather, so I figured the unusually heavy fog was just delaying the commute further.

Once underway, the captain's routine reminder of the locations of life vests was preempted by an apology for the extreme delay in service. Part of the blame was placed on the fog. But the captain also mentioned that an accident with a container ship resulted in a small fuel spill near the Bay Bridge. Because of the fumes near the spill, passengers were encouraged to stay inside, off the deck. Or at least this is what I was told the announcement conveyed, as I was sitting on the starboard outside deck and with the engines running it's difficult to hear much. While many of the passengers around me moved inside, a few of us stayed on deck.

It wasn't until we cleared the estuary into the Bay that the first waves of thick petroleum fumes hit my nose. The fog had lifted somewhat and sunlight was filtering through in places, but fog was still thick enough to obscure most of the Bay Bridge and the City. While I wouldn't have known if I was looking at it, there was no sign of the
Cosco Busan, the Chinese COSCO shipping vessel that left the Port of Oakland at 6:31 a.m. and about two hours later scraped the base of a western support tower of the Bay Bridge leaving a long gash in the hull that ruptured several fuel compartments.
Here and there we passed rainbow swirls of fuel the size of large puddles. By the time we reached the midpoint across the bay, we were cutting through what seemed like an unbroken surface of fuel. Now I wasn't a Coast Guard trained spill expert. Just a caffeine deprived morning commuter possibly dizzy from potentially carcinogenic fume exposure. But even lacking training and with limited visibility, it was obvious this was not a small spill.
As we passed under the Bay Bridge, the fuel spill appeared to extend into the shipping lanes towards Alcatraz and Angel Island. Multicolor swirls and puddles of fuel ebbed towards the San Francisco Embarcadero shoreline. Docking at the Ferry Building, we were greeted by a local news cameraman asking if anyone had seen the "oil spill." Had we seen it? How could we miss it.

But then, the cameraman and most of the news outlets (and presumably the City officials) were still operating under the original reports that this was a "minor spill".
There is a sheen in the water. It is bunker fuel, said Coast Guard Petty Officer Kevin Neff about oil used to propel the ship. It's about a three-foot-(1-metre-)wide sheen at the last report, going from the bridge to the vessel. If it's only 3 feet away from the edge of the ship, there are oil absorbent pads that you can use, and it should be easily cleaned up, he said.
Original estimates suggested this "sheen" was caused by only 140 gallons of bunker fuel being released following the bridge collision. Revised Coast Guard estimates would state that over 58,000 gallons of fuel were actually spilled as a result of the accident. Once this new assessment came forward (several hours after the accident) Coast Guard Capt. William Uberti, captain of the Port of San Francisco and the chief federal officer investigating the incident re-designated this a
medium-sized spill. Despite the initial underestimate of the scale of the accident, a day after the spill, California Governor Schwarzenegger praised the Coast Guard for taking "immediate action."

Over the course of the past week, the ripple effects of this medium-sized spill continue to be felt. Over 600 birds (mostly
Surf Scoters) have died from fuel contamination with another 700 undergoing rehabilitation. Fuel and tar globules have left the confines of the Bay and are being discovered as far south as Pacifica and as far north as Point Reyes and the commercially valuable oyster beds of Tomales Bay. Even though the Coast Guard lacks capacity to attend to all reports of oil or tar making landfall, concerned volunteers have been restricted from helping in clean-up efforts as federal regulations prohibit civilian contact with petroleum spills without adequate training. Despite the ban, some volunteers have participated in cursory trainings and have assisted in clean-up at Ocean Beach.

Today, the Governor appeared to change his tune describing the spill as a result of "unbelievable human failure." Speaking at the California State Association of Counties' annual meeting on Tuesday, Schwarzenegger elaborated, "Then on top of it, it takes that long to react to the oil spill so by the time the next day comes around, the oil is all over the bay." Indeed, that's the problem with tides and currents. Adding economic insult to the ecological injury,
Schwarzenegger also signed an executive order that bans both commercial and sport fishing from Nov. 15 until Dec. 1, or until state health and wildlife officials determine that it's safe to reopen the fisheries. The postponement means fresh local crab will not be available for Thanksgiving and local fishermen will carry the economic losses.
The delayed and confused response from the Coast Guard is now under investigation. Oakland-based conservation organization
Save The Bay is demanding a full investigation into the accident’s causes, and supporting state and federal oversight hearings that will reveal what went wrong. Not that warnings of inadequate response to such accidents haven't been voiced before.
As Mark over at blogfish recently commented,
The Ocean Conservancy has been sounding the alarm for years.
Unable to meet the clean-up challenge by the Coast Guard alone, the state has
contracted with a private company to bring in eleven skimmers which continue to ply the waters of the Bay in search of remaining slicks. To date, the fleet of skimmers has removed 20,546 of the original 58,000 gallons of the heavy fuel oil from the waters of the bay and ocean. It's estimated that much of the remainder will sink, wash ashore as tar, or dissipate through evaporation. In the mean time, it still presents a fouling threat to birds and marine mammals as well as pets and humans on coastal beaches. What this spill portends for the Bay's marine invertebrate filter feeding communities is anyones guess.
As I think of this medium-sized spill, I also think of the subsistence fishers (mostly low income Asian and Latino residents) I see every day at the SF Ferry Building pier with their poles and hand lines pulling everything from skates to flounder out of the much abused Bay water. What will they be bringing home as dinner over the coming weeks?

Politicians haven't missed an opportunity to chime in and get some airplay over the past week. My US Senator Barbara Boxer found the time to send me a personal assurance that she is,
...deeply concerned about the recent oil spill that is impacting the Bay Area and beyond. I’m working both to assess why this spill occurred and to make sure that it is cleaned up quickly and to the highest possible standards. Speaker of the House and SF native Nancy Pelosi dropped by Crissy Field for a photo-op and pledged to get to the bottom of this mishap. Disappointingly, newly re-elected SF Mayor Gavin Newsom (while apparently briefed) never once bothered to be chauffeured the six blocks from City Hall down to the Embarcadero on the day of the incident to see first-hand that this was not an insignificant event. For the moment, he seems to be flying under most of the media's radar as the Coast Guard takes most of the heat.
And what of the ship's pilot and crew? In an age when every car (hell, almost every cell phone!) seems to have GPS and it's possible to get detailed global positioning information everywhere, how does a multimillion dollar, transoceanic vessel run into a bridge? Of course allegations have already been raised that the ship had poorly performing instruments, or that language barriers between the Chinese crew and English-speaking pilot led to the mishap. And there are already doubts as to the sobriety of the pilot, a seasoned sailor with over 20 years experience, as there was a 26 hour delay in the Coast Guard administering an obligatory drug test.
Is this a wake-up call to our woefully inadequate rapid response to environmental disasters? Yes, it is. But I fear that call won't be loud enough to knock many from their complacency. What's a few hundred ducks and a few tar spots? True, local fishers will suffer but consumers will forget quickly. Subsistence fishers will be issued warnings, but an empty stomach can make good decisions a challenge. COSCO Shipping Lines will face scrutiny and fines, but the rebuke and monetary penalties will seem like a slap on the wrist to a billion dollar industry.
San Francisco Bay has seen far larger spill catastrophes in the past, and yet here we are.
The SF Bay remains one of the busiest commercial waterways in the world with as many as 250 vessels traveling on the water at any time. Vessel traffic in San Francisco Bay has increased from approximately 87,000 movements in 1987 to an estimated 97,900 in 1995. That number is surely six figures by now.

All this commerce and carriage of potentially dangerous materials and fuel, yet the SF Bay is refuge to scores of resident and migrating birdlife, repository of thousands of species of benthic marine invertebrates, home to seals and sea lions, passageway for fish on their way to and from freshwater rivers and streams, and even a stopping point for the occasional Gray and Humpback whales. And just outside the Golden Gate lies the
Gulf of the Farallones National Marine Sanctuary: one of the most productive and biologically diverse marine habitats in the United States. I'd like to think that with so much precious natural resources at stake and in such precarious proximity to danger, we have the environments back in case of accidents. Until we can feel confident in that thought, I suspect there remains a lot of work to be done.