Additional Perspectives

Yes, I went out shooting tonight with a few of my new friends (we got a few bison, a northern flickr and watched an eagle soar)…and, once again, feel like I’m a babe in the woods.  We were talking about medical issues–and the altitude here can greatly aggravate existing conditions.  While we are charged $15/month for some very basic medical coverage it does NOT cover any diagnostic testing at all.  One of my friends needed to have some blood work and other tests done. The bill was right about $300.  The bottom line reality for him is that, if he has to have any more testing done, he will have to quit the job here and return home, where he will have VA medical coverage.

Having to make those kinds of choices is an obscene situation.  I take my medical coverage or granted.  I never have to put off anything because of the potential cost.  I am SO lucky.  Stories like this make it clear that something MUST change with the US health care system.  The current proposal may not be perfect but at least it’s a start…hopefully to a time when no one will be forced with these intolerable situations.

New friends and perspectives

Today was a day with no photos (how sad) but one of the most fascinating things about the past few weeks has been the changing perspective I see in myself. I am working side by side with a much more diverse group of people than I have ever worked with.  A few are folks like myself, retirees who have another income–and this is the “frosting” on the cake.  Other folks can’t find work in their home town and come here both for rejuvenation and for survival.  Some folks are being very open about coming to escape and revitalize after divorce or other major life changes.  It has already been a great experience just for that reason.  I think I have a broader understanding of the issues that this country faces–even though it’s not nearly broad enough.

I think you might like another perspective on the work here in the park, so I’d like to introduce Judy  (she’s sitting across the table from me).  Judy is a former social worker, has owned her own small business and is the mother of two sons (who will both be working in the park this summer as well), and is a much more fluent writer than I am.  Tonight, I’m adding Judy’s blog to my blogroll and hope you will enjoy reading her view of this experience.

You will also notice a new page…..an “animal sightings” page which will be a place to see what we’ve seen and where we’ve seen it.

Yellowstone in a Day (Not)

Today was supposed to be a “get to know the park” day….with a free version of the Yellowstone In a Day bus tour.  As we left Mammoth, there was a light snow falling.  We knew we wouldn’t get to see the entire park, but thought we’d get to  most of the northern locations….shall we say we clearly didn’t consult Mother Nature.  We got down to Old Faithful, the snow starting coming down at about an inch an hour–and the roads started closing.  The road back to Mammoth had an accident on it that kept us from just turning around and leaving….so we ended up coming back to Mammoth after a 2 hour stay at Old Faithful…with a park police escort.  The good thing was that by the time we got to  the the really curvy road close to Mammoth the roads were clear….and there was no snow….it’s snowing now, though, and who knows what it will look like tomorrow.

Along the way we also got to watch a bison take out a park sign–but none of us seem to have gotten a picture.

Here’s a variety of videos and images from today.  Qik Videos are linked here.  I’m becoming very fond of Qik.  From certain parts of the park it lets me stream live even though the quality is cruddy.

This is video that I shot out the bus window with the 7d….we did make 1 quick stop at “Fountain Paint Pots”–which is the gurgling stuff at the end of the video. April 28 snow

Here are a few still images.  The blue pool from fountain paint pots–a grizzly in the snow (shot from the bus)–the front of the Old Faithful Inn (where I’ll be working) a new friend, and some bison in the snow (as we whizzed by in the bus before the roads got worse–I could have spent an hour at this spot–or at least 5 minutes composing the shot)

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Spring Redefined

As an “east-coaster” I’ve always defined spring by the flora.    Spring is about daffodils and tulips and, of course, cherry blossoms.  I expected that, as we moved north and west that we would encounter spring multiple times, much like the “Journey North” activities for kids.  When we left DC spring was almost at an end.  The daffodils and cherry blossoms were gone, the tulips were collapsing in some unusually hot spring days.  The grass was growing at the “mow every 5 days” rate.  (Much to my son’s chagrin).

My initial expectations were met.  As we moved through Mansfield, Chicago, and then Milwaukee, these cities were quite predictably 2-3 weeks behind DC spring.  The tulip magnolias, which are some of the earliest bloomers, in DC were just unfolding.  I had watched that happen at the Philadelphia Zoo more than 3 weeks earlier.

What I did not expect, however, is that spring is not defined by flora at Yellowstone…it’s defined by the fauna…but still by color.  A quick flash of blue and you realize that the mountain bluebirds are back.  A bright orange color out in a field tells you that the baby bisons are starting to arrive.  The elk come up from the valley and begin to shed their coats; going from a fluffy cream color to a much darker brown-grey. And, of course, the bears come out in a rainbow of browns…from very golden grizzlies to very black bears.  It really brought home perspectives–and makes me wonder if, instead of asking students to follow tulips north, we shouln’t be first figuring out how they define spring.

Oh, give me a home, where the buffalo roam…

Never let it be said that the buffalo don’t own the park.  We had two hours to explore this evening and what a two hours it turned out to be. Just after entering the park, on our way up to Mammoth–we nearly ran into a small group of female big-horned sheep….they were just about 5 feet from the car..a “sheep-jam” if you will. Nobody was around at Mammoth so we decided to head out to the Lamar Valley.  There were more then 300 bison hanging around in groups of anywhere from 1-50…and a few pronghorns,  a herd of elk, a woodchuck-like creature, several magpies, and then the final treat of the evening. We passed a parking lot with several car in it and went in to find out what was happening.  As is typical in the park, folks love to share the stories…off in the distance was a very large grizzly protecting what appeared to be an elk carcass.  Apparently yesterday around midday 3 wolves took down the elk–but the bear then decided the carcass was his “post-hibernation” snack.  At several points during the day the wolves had apparently tried to retake their prize–but the griz was owning the day.   No pix to speak of–the few we took it appears to be a fuzzy rock–he was so far off.  We also found out about another grizzly kill further down the valley.  The carcass is in the water so the bear goes in and out…we’re going to check that one out tomorrow  (it can take a bear several days to down a kill.)  Grizzlies have also been spotted near Norris and in the Yellowstone River in Gardiner!  So, tomorrow should be a “bear” afternoon

The area was also quite muddy recently–and the dried mud was the perfect vehicle for some great animal prints–these are wolf prints–and you can see the difference between the front and the back paws.  There was also a huge grizzly print just a little furthe down the trail.

While watching the bear, a group of 7 rams showed up in the area. Unlike the grizzly, they kept moving closer–so we got some nice full-body shots and some close-in head shots.   As the rams moved, so did a rather large herd of buffalo–up towards the parking lot where there were about 10 cars.  It was quirky to watch all the photographers disappear as the bison got closer–the big the lens, the sooner they played it smart and got away from the herd.    This leads to “the end of the story…. 1)  It’s fairly breath-holding to be in the middle of a bison herd, even if you’re in your car and the top’s up….at times the bison were less than 5 feet away–and there was nothing we could do…they were in front of us, behind us and to both sides….so we just sat and let them pass….other folks tried to get by/around them with little success…but I think none of us realized that the bison were just “on their way home” and had decided that it was easier to cross the bridge than to go down to the stream and then back up the other side. The entire buffalo-jam lasted 20-30 minutes.  It was quite a sight–unlike anything I’ve ever seen–and I can’t help thinking what group of people they reminded me of…there were lots of possibilities…..many of them starting with things like “teaching teachers to use technology in like being stuck in a herd of bison because…”  or, even better yet “working for   (insert whatever) is like being stuck….” or being SBTS is like being a car stuck in a herd of bison….”

Tomorrow is a full day–we check in with our new employers in the morning!

Wind Farms

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We just drove through a huge wind farm outside of Rochester MN. A quick google provided an immediate one-sided perspective. I had no idea that wind farms were so controversial. I knew about the issues with birds, but there are, apparently other issues as well. This would be quite a search lesson for students. My search “wind farms in Rochester” yielded very differnt results than just searching “wind energy”. See this site for an example. http://www.wind-watch.org/.
I learn everyday the need for and power of perspective.
(This is my first post from my Droid?

Much Anticipated Creature


Be Mine

Originally uploaded by Penwarrior

This is a Pika (as shot by Penwarrior). I’ve seen Pika only once before–and that was on Trail Ridge Road in the Rockies. Pika are known to frequent the top of Mt. Washburn.
It’s 3 miles up–with an elevation change of 1,400 feet–which may not seem like a lot but for me it will be a challenge–right now my goal is to get up there before the end of June–but I WILL be there before we return–if nothing else I’ve got to have a chance to see the Pikas.

(and if you’d like to know more about the view from the top of Mt. Washburn, I highly recommend Lost in My Own Backyard by Tim Cahill.  The opening chapter, when he describes how Yellowstone “blew” 6,000 years ago–and is, in reality, probably ready to blow again in the near future (sometime in the next 10,000 years) is worth the price of the book.)