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Eden in the desert

From the LA Times, a story in miniature of what the State of California hopes to do for the entire Salton Sea — and done by one determined woman.

“Part of Salton Sea’s desolate shore made into a lush oasis”

[Debi] Livesay is no scientist. She’s a former journalist with a gift for big ideas, a talent for securing grants and total self confidence.

As the Salton Sea dwindles, pesticide-laced sediments have blown over the reservation, exposing thousands of tribal members and other nearby residents to toxic chemicals. In 2001, Livesay, the tribe’s head of water resources, was charged with finding a solution.

“We can’t afford to have the Salton Sea dry out or people couldn’t live here anymore,” she said. “It would be 200 times bigger than Owens Lake. All you need is an inch of water to keep the dust settled. So I said, ‘Let’s make a wetland.’”

It wasn’t easy by any means, and despite the great success there are still challenges, especially from illegal hunters who prowl the outskirts of the new wetlands, killing birds indiscriminately and leaving their bodies. Not to mention the dumping that has been going on for decades, leaving the Torres Martinez reservation “one of the most polluted in the West.”

Even so, as the toxic cleanup continues, Livesay is navigating the jurisdictional issues to get poachers arrested…and amazing things are happening out there in the desert.

She cut the engine.

“Wait until you go around the corner,” she said. “You have never seen anything like it.”

A few feet away, birds were thick as mosquitoes. They floated in dark, choppy water and buzzed about like feathery missiles.

“You have birds here that shouldn’t be here, birds from Canada all the way down to Central America,” she said. “People come from all over the world to see this sight. There is no other place like it. And that’s why we have to preserve it.”

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Kayaking in the LA River

Now this is awesome. Talk about your perfect ideas — LAist has the story on a pair of kayakers on a mission, “Kayaking in the LA River”

Hell, this may be illegal, but if the LA River plan is going to crawl upstream at a snail’s pace, screw it — the time to play is now! Not when we’re 75 years of age.

We caught this father/son urban adventure duo in Sherman Oaks paddling downstream towards Studio City. “Is this a tradition?” we screamed down. “Nope, it’s our first time,” the dad yelled back.

Pictures included. Legalities aside, this just might be a glimpse into the future of the famous LA waterway.

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Outdoors with the Perseid meteors

On a late walk with the poodle around the neighborhood last night, I happened to glance up to the southeast just in time to catch a pretty shooting star flashing in the sky.

Today, the Planetary Society reminds me that it’s that time of year for a beautiful summertime occurrence: “Check out the Perseids this weekend!”

Meanwhile, the Bad Astronomer helpfully lists the “12 things you need to watch the Perseid meteors Sunday night”.

Closer to the ground, we espied a fat raccoon poking his head out of a sewer drain.

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Drag hunting not a drag

I happened to catch an episode of “Dogs with Jobs” on the National Geographic Channel that was covering bloodhounds in England engaged in a traditional fox hunt — minus the fox and plus one human.

As this BBC News article describes it,

Drag hunting is the sport often cited by members of the anti-bloodsports lobby as the alternative to chasing foxes with hounds.

The activity involves hunting down a live human being, who has taken on the challenge of running the equivalent of half a marathon over open countryside - with a pack of hounds hot on their heels.

I imagine that would quite the workout. And of course, there’s many treats and much tail wagging at the end of the day, rather than blood and dead foxes. ;)

Fox hunting was banned in the UK in 2005.

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Jules Verne, Bear Grylls, and Being Outdoors

photograph of Jules Verne

I finally got around to reading the Jules Verne article at the Museum of Unnatural History website, located here. I’d had the tab open in Firefox for a week now.

Here’s the beginning of the article, which struck my fancy, both as an outdoors guy and writer:

On the 31st of January, 1863, a small volume began appearing in bookstores all over France. It was the adventure of three travelers, led by a Dr. Fergusson, who dared to penetrate the interior of darkest Africa using a balloon. The brave explorers in the story risk angry, spear-carrying natives, ferocious baboons, and slow death by dehydration during their trip. Readers found themselves puzzled by this account. Was it fact or fiction? It read like an authentic travel diary, including detailed descriptions of natural phenomena that was seen and notes taken on the longitude and latitudes as the travelers moved, but the adventures seemed fantastic!

In the Paris daily Le Figaro a review read, “Is Dr. Fergusson’s journey a reality or is it not? All we can say is that it is bewitching as a novel and as instructive as a book of science. Never have the serious discoveries of celebrated travelers been summed up as well.“

The title of this amazing work was Five Weeks in a Balloon and its first-time author was a man named Jules Verne.

(Project Gutenberg has Five Weeks in a Balloon available in plain text and audiobook formats.)

Man vs Wild

Late last week, Denyse and I got to see a couple of new (to us) episodes of “Man vs Wild” on Discovery Channel, hosted by Bear Grylls. Also two episodes of “Survivorman” with Les Stroud. Some amazing guys, and some of my favorite shows. Sort of like real-life Jules Verne characters.

There is a certainly an artificiality to their predicaments, but their lessons and adventures are very real. And their lives have some pretty amazing real stories to rival those of Victorian scientific romances.

Ordinary and extra

This is from Bear’s website:

“The difference between ordinary and extra-ordinary is so often just simply that little word - extra. And for me, I had always grown up with the belief that if someone succeeds it is because they are brilliant or talented or just better than me…and the more of these words I heard the smaller I always felt! But the truth is often very different…and for me to learn that ordinary me can achieve something extra-ordinary by giving that little bit extra, when everyone else gives up, meant the world to me and I really clung to it…“

This from a former special forces member and all-around adventurer.

Extraordinary things can be accomplished by doing a series of little things everyday — like the old story about moving a mountain one spoonful at a time.

19th Century Adventure vs 21st Century Adventure

The last episode of “Man vs Wild” that we saw — where Bear parachuted into an African savannah from a hot-air balloon (while his voiceover reminisced about the jump he had made in Africa that broke his back in three places) and set off toward a mountain in the distance — made me think both how much adventure has changed since the days of Five Weeks in a Balloon, and how much it hasn’t. The bull hippos will still try to kill you if you get too close, dehydration is still a constant threat, and making it to The Mountain is still a going concern.

Nowadays, though, we can parachute in, have a camera crew capture everything for later broadcast to millions of people around the world, and write about it on a worldwide communications system.

Out Doors

The irony about the “realism” of Jules Verne’s travel is that he apparently did relatively little of it, and none in Africa before writing Five Weeks. His wide reading and efforts at getting the science correct went a long way to realizing the details. I imagine that would be tough to pull off these days, where the entire globe can be virtually explored (from above, at least) on your laptop.

I’m writing this after a long period of seeming inability to get outdoors much, despite some beautiful SoCal weather. For whatever reason, it’s been all but impossible to will myself out the door. Times like this, when I need most to get out on a trail, is when it’s hardest to do. This feeds on itself and just gets worse with time.

There’s a handy metaphor there to accompany the literal problem: getting out of the house paralleling getting out of your own head.

How to solve this?

Children of Jules Verne

Ray Bradbury wrote about being children of Jules Verne.

As a member of the Television Generation, I guess we’re also children of Jacques Cousteau and Marlin Perkins, not to mention Jeff Corwin and Bear Grylls (and Alton Brown, but that’s a different blog ;).

Even if your hikes aren’t up Everest and your cycling trips aren’t the Tour de France, there is still something profound about stepping outside for a few hours. (After millennia of hardscrabble human existence, being under a roof and inside walls is still a magical thing.)

If you’re like me and get into phases where What You Most Need also becomes What Is Hardest To Do, I think there’s a bit of reprogramming that needs to happen. At least for me, where it becomes the first instinct again to grab the poodle and a leash and go on a walk, rather than grabbing the laptop and remote control for the afternoon.

With the habit re-formed, I’ll have those familiar moments about 10-15 minutes into the hike or ride when the sighs of satisfaction kick in, and I start shaking my head. Somehow, I always forget that feeling.

And it just takes a step out the door. A little bit every day.

Like that old story about moving a mountain one spoonful at a time.

Know what I mean?

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Account of a grizzly bear attack

Where most of our hikes take place, the worst we have to worry about are rattlesnakes, mountain lions, and maybe black bears.

For Johan Otter and his daughter Jenna, traveling from California to hike in Glacier National Park in northernmost Montana, a beautiful trip took a tragic turn for a much bigger reason. Their story is being told in the LA Times in two parts, the first installment of which is in today’s paper — “A hike into horror and an act of courage”.

Johan and Jenna had been on the trail little more than an hour. They had just followed a series of switchbacks above Grinnell Lake and were on a narrow ledge cut into a cliff. It was an easy ascent, rocky and just slightly muddy from yesterday’s rain.

Johan took some pictures. Jenna pushed ahead. It was one of the most spectacular hikes they’d taken on this trip, a father-daughter getaway to celebrate her graduation from high school. There were some steps, a small outcropping, a blind turn, and there it was, the worst possibility: a surprised bear with two yearling cubs.

Today’s powerful article covers the attack and rescue, and tomorrow’s will be focused on recovery. I had tears in my eyes reading it earlier, as it was all-to-easy to put myself in the shoes of Johan trying to protect his daughter.

Even if the threats are relatively minor compared to a protective grizzly bear mother, it’s still a sobering experience to think of being out on the local trails, with no idea of what’s around the next bend.

Will something happen to you on any given day? Almost certainly not. But it’s the “almost” that provides motivation for preparing for the worst as best you can.

Update: Part Two was published today: “Pain, gratitude and a long fight back”.

His daughter was safe and he was recovering, but months later, he knew the bear still had him.

His halo was a cage, and all Johan Otter could do was stare out through the carbon graphite rods that pinned his head in place.

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