Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Fratrem nostrum urso. Vivat!

By their own account the two experienced back-country rangers did just about everything wrong. They were hiking a remote trail well into the wilderness of north-central Glacier National Park.  They had a strong head wind, yet they made no noise nor did they take any other bear precautions.  Bears - ursus americanus and ursus arctos horribilis - both prefer to avoid humans. If they smell you, you'll never see them. In fact, one author hypothesized that they do not like our smell.  The Grizzly Bear (ursus arctos horribilis - a lousy, disrespectful name) does not have particularly good eyesight. It can hear about as well as a human, but its sense of smell is phenomenal. Contrary to the popular misconception, the bear does not raise up on its hind legs to attack but to see, hear and smell better. With a strong head wind there was no way a bear knew these two seasoned outdoorsmen were coming.

Pamela and I sat on the edge of our seats listening to our boss tell the story of his friends. Since the friends were alive to tell it, we knew the outcome was good, but our pulses raced with anticipation of what was to happen next.

Bear mothers are EXTREME protective of their cubs.
The two men rounded a corner on a narrow high mountain trail and were confronted by two Grizzly cubs.  "Oh, ****!"  You never, never, never ever want to be between a bear sow and her cub(s), but that's exactly what these two men had done.  Before they could react the mother was on them. She knocked over the first ranger and pinned the second against the side of the mountain.  She took one swipe at his head. Fortunately he was wearing a climbing helmet which kept him from being cut. The bear paused. Both men were down and motionless. They were of no threat to her cubs so she gathered her cubs and moved off. The only souvenir of the encounter was a cut on the forearm of one of the men which would probably leave a scar.

Telling their story they emphasized that the mother Grizzly acted perfectly normal and had done nothing wrong. She had perceived them as a threat to her cubs and she neutralized the threat. Nothing more. She did not maul them nor attempt to eat them. On the other hand, they were in her domain and had done just about everything wrong.  It takes a strong person to admit that. They had survived a very scary lesson.

Our first Grizzly encounter at Avalanche Lake, 2014.
The Grizzly bear (ursus arctos horibillis) is also known as a Brown Bear, Kodiak Bear and Silvertip Bear.  It is generally multi-colored. The Black Bear (ursus americanus) is generally a solid color but may be any color from white to black. Since humans are encroaching on the bear's last refuge when they enter the park, the basic policy by which we work is (1) in the front-country we move the bear for its own safety and protection - i.e. so that it doesn't get hit by a car or get hooked on human foods; and (2) in the back-country we move the humans - e.g. if a bear wants to fish in a back-country lake, we move the people out and keep them out until the bear is done.

Sadly most people think of the Grizzly bear (ursus arctos) as some sort of monster and the Black bear (ursus americanus) as a teddy bear. Both are total misconceptions.  The picture to the left is the type of things which floats around the internet reinforcing such misconceptions.  Yes, even I have to laugh at such humor, but the difference is that I know the bear isn't chasing the bicycle because he's a monster wanting to devour the rider.  Bears are omnivores and therefore are, at times, predatory.  Predators have a pursuit instinct; viz. if it runs it must be food and therefore you must chase it. This is why, in Bear School I (basic bear training), one is taught to never attempt to run from a bear. Despite their bulk and appearance, they can do 40 mph in a sprint.  Even Lance Armstrong on steroids isn't going to beat that.  I did meet a ranger who is a cyclist who had this experience but he was already moving fast when the bear gave chase. Nevertheless, the bear almost caught him. He could hear the bear's claws on the asphalt just behind him. The bear evidently decided that he wasn't worth wasting the calories. You see, bears of all types are calorie machines - i.e. all they can think about from spring to hibernation is consuming mass calories.

From March through May Grizzly bears feed primarily on animals that have been killed by winter storms or avalanches (Gunther and Renkin 1990, Mattson 1997). "Grizzly bears also dig up pocket gopher caches in localized areas where they are abundant. Other items consumed during spring include succulent grasses and sedges during early green-up, dandelion, clover, spring-beauty, horsetail, and ants. During spring, grizzly bears will also feed on whitebark pine seeds stored in red squirrel caches during years when there is an abundance of over-wintered seeds left over from the previous fall." (Mattson and Jonkel 1990)

This is why you have a good chance of finding a bear - Black or Grizzly - near an avalanche chute. It is like the frozen food section of the wilderness. There is one stretch of Going-to-the-Sun Road that is lined with Glacier Lillies (a bear favorite at Glacier National Park) and has a nearby avalanche chute. One day in 2014 we encountered three Black bears on this 2 mile stretch of road. 



The picture of the bear to the right isn't the actual one we encountered. It is a photo that has been floating around the internet for a while with the caption "Are you a runner? You are now."  Nevertheless this is exactly what we saw coming toward us.  We have no idea why he was running at full speed because he came to a stop about 30 yards in front of us. Of  course none of the visitors walking the road had bear spray, so we quickly became everyone's best friends.  We did everything by the book as we had been taught, but the bear didn't want to go the other way.  In the end result he ambled past us, on the other side of an 18 foot wide road as you can see in the picture of him below. 


The bear who ambled past us after running toward us at full speed.
Yes, people can visit Glacier National Park and never see a bear. Others see a Grizzly and five black bears all on a 2.5 mile hike. Glacier does have more bears than anywhere else in the lower 48 States. We have 6-800 Grizzly Bears and countless Black Bears. The bear population is growing at about 3% a year.  More bears frequent the Camus Creek area of Glacier than most places in North America, according to wildlife biologist, Dr. John Waller.  Dr Waller did his PhD dissertation studying bears in Glacier and is now the head biologist ranger for the park.




In the summer grizzly bears eat succulent grasses, sedges, dandelion, clover, spring-beauty, horsetail, and bugs. In addition, thistle, biscuit root, fireweed, fern-leaved lovage, and army cutworm moths are consumed. (Gunther and Renkin 1990). A female who has mated during the spring must surpass 15% body fat for the pregnancy to take. This is also the time of year that the trout start spawning and the bears go fishing.  Hidden Lake, right on the Continental Divide just west of Logan Pass, is such a hot spot for bears that the trail is closed for several weeks. When I was patrolling the Hidden Lake Trail in late June I had several hikers chased away by a Grizzly. We closed the trail. Later in the summer the berries start to appear and the bears begin feeding on strawberry, globe huckleberry, grouse whortleberry, and buffaloberry. The favorite at Glacier is huckleberry. Before the snow starts flying in September false truffles, bistort, and yampa are added to their diet.  


Notice the Grizzly claws. They are designed to dig.
During the Glacier season (May - Sept) we are taught to watch for and recognize bear signs. Obviously bear skat is a dead giveaway.  Black bears have short (by comparison), curved claws that are much more suited for climbing than digging. The Grizzly, on the other hand, is a digger. With long, straighter claws and those massive muscular shoulders, they are quite efficient diggers for food items such as roots, bulbs, corms, tubers as well as rodents and animals that den in the ground.  Contrary to popular belief, the Grizzly's claws are not designed for tearing flesh of unsuspecting humans but for digging. Some of the most common signs are scratching trees, where they like to rub their backs, trees they have clawed to get at insects, rocks flipped on a trail and large areas which look like they've had a rototiller go through. 


Bear digging for bulbs and tubers. 
A dig area I found on the Sperry Trail. 




















Bears flip stones to find bugs. 
Friend, colleague and hiking companion, CGH Tom Spalding, and I were hiking the trail to the Sperry Chalet. Tom had not worked in Grizzly country before and I was sharing what I learned in the basic and advanced bear schools I had attended. As it turned out the trail was filled with Grizzly bear signs. There was no doubt that we were in Grizzly country and that there was one or more Grizzly bears active in the area. We talked to a back country volunteer, whom we met on the trail, who had been up the trail earlier that morning and said that the dig, pictured above, was not there when she went by. The bear was close.

A Grizzly has clawed this tree for insects. 
The ironic part of this story is that it wasn't a Grizzly that we encountered.  We were passing through a portion of trail that was very heavily over-grown. I suddenly noticed a very large black rump sticking out of the thickets. It was close enough that I could swat it with my trail pole. Tom was in front of me and almost brushing the bear.  All I could do was quietly say "bear".  The bear was too close for anything else. I didn't want to startle it or draw attention to us too soon.  Tom, an extremely experienced wilderness person, didn't see the bear but, upon hearing me, moved to stand beside me without delay or question. The bear was obviously so engrossed in what it had found in the bushes that it didn't notice our approach even though we were talking and not being quiet. The overgrowth was so thick that the bear had to back out. When he saw us 10-15 feet away he looked as surprised as us. We talked to him . . . which is what you're suppose to do . . . and moved slowly backwards widening the distance between us. The bear seemed to think that was a good idea. It did the same thing in the opposite direction. When it felt safe it turned and moved off through the thicket. I love seeing these magnificent animals, but I would have preferred a bit more room.

There is no time here to either share all of our bear encounters or to do justice to this magnificent creature. The Black bear is still found in many parts of the US, but it is being systematically pushed out of its habitat and slaughtered for fun. The Grizzly is protected because it is an endangered species, but that doesn't stop poachers.

The bear is extremely important to the ecosystem. Because berry seeds pass through the bear's digestive system unbroken, the seeds are able to germinate. Not only does the bear disperse the seeds but it provides fresh manure as fertilizer. The digging of the Grizzly bear stirs up the soil, increasing plant species richness and nitrogen availability in a fragile alpine ecosystem. They also spread salmon carcass and other animal remains which enriches the soil.

The Grizzly bear, and to a slightly lesser extent the Black bear, helps to regulate and prevent ungulate overgrazing. Many decades ago people got the idea of destroying the "bad" animals - i.e. carnivores. With the carnivores gone the ungulates - deer, elk, sheep and goats - overgrazed causing tremendous problems. The reintroduction of the carnivores solved the problem. A study in Grand Teton National Park, as reported by the Western Wildlife Outreach (an educational organization in Washington and Idaho), showed conclusively that the removal of wolves and Grizzly bears in Grand Teton caused populations of their herbivorous prey to increase, which decreased the density of plants in the area. The decrease of the plant density led to a decrease in migratory birds and spoiling of water sources. Bears, like all  carnivores, are keystone predators and have a significant influence on their ecosystems.

However true this is and however valuable the bear is to its ecosystem and our world, I must admit that I find it a bit presumptuous  on the part of the homo sapien to say that any living thing's right to exist is dependent upon its contribution to the ecosystem. This is especially true since the homo sapien is a destructive invasive species which, if the tables were turned, would be eradicated for the preservation of the world's ecosystem.

In the movie Star Trek IV Spock comments on the destruction of the Humpbacked Whale. "To hunt a species to extinction is illogical," he said.  To which Captain Kirk replied, "Who said the human race was logical?"

Are we really so illogical?  Or are we so full of ourselves and so determined for our own immediate gratification that we don't care what we do to others?

Again to paraphrase Spock. 'Friend, if we were to assume these animals were ours to do with as we pleased, we would be as guilty as those who are causing their extinction.'   If you are as enamored as am I with the marvelous nature of which we are all a part, there are many ways you can participate. Check out organizations like National Wildlife Federation and Sierra Club. Spend some time in a park where you can get to know such wonderful creatures like the bear on a personal basis.

A scratching tree. Everyone needs a scratching tree. 
Siblings cooling off.












The beautiful Black Bear (ursus americanus)

Black Bear cub

A bear "play pen". Mom was sleeping 1/2 way down the tree.


Fratrem nostrum urso. Vivat! 
Our brother bear. Let him live! 

Monday, August 3, 2015

"Because it's there . . ."

If you ask a mountain climber why they climb mountains the classic answer is "because it's there." Having come as close as I'll ever come to being mentioned in the same book as a mountain climber, I can relate but at the same time say there's a whole lot more.

This season at Glacier I had the great privilege of being a part of a trail patrol along the trails leading out of Logan Pass. The trail patrol program grew out of two studies - a goat study and a sub-alpine trampling study - which ended up in a group of us who patrol and monitor activity on sensitive trails in the high mountains along the Continental Divide leading out of Logan Pass. But I'll do a complete blog on that program because I think it is so interesting and important.
First Meeting at Logan Pass - June 3rd, 2015
Mount Oberlin on June 3rd, 2015.  My goal. 

When we went to our first meeting at Logan Pass we knew that we would be patrolling the very popular Highline and Hidden Lake Trails. The Law Enforcement (LE) Ranger who runs the program told us that we could also do the Mount Oberlin trail if we felt up to it.  Up to it?  I looked for the trail on my topographic map but it didn't seem to exist. As it turns out the Mount Oberlin trail is not an official Glacier trail but a trail made by climbers who are climbing Mt. Oberlin.
Non-climbers somehow get on the unmarked trail, see the trail on which they were supposed to be hiking, and cut across the super-fragile sub-alpine vegetation to avoid going back down and around. These high sub-alpine meadows are legally closed. (Called a "closure".)  The study found that it takes these fragile meadows 50 years or more to recover from human foot steps. On the average year we will have 4-5 feet of snow on these meadows in the middle of July and the first snow of the season will be in early September. These plants have a normal growing season of about 8 weeks to survive.
It may not look fragile, but it is! 

When I found people on the closure, if I were so inclined, after getting the hikers back on the trail, I could radio down the mountain to an LE Ranger and they would be waiting for the hikers with an educational coupon (ticket) of great cost. Since most of the people I encountered were very cooperative and seemed honestly shocked to learn what their trampling could do, I never called LE.
A Mountain Goat Billy (male) 

The other reason that I was on the mountain was to run interference between visitors and wildlife. The most common encounter is with the Mountain Goats.  I'm planning an entire blog on these marvelous creatures.  Most people assume that the Big Horn Sheep are the high altitude cliff climbers, but, in reality, the Big Horn stay in the high meadows while the Mountain Goats are the ones who spend over 70% of their life on narrow ledges and inclines so steep that most things fall off. Unfortunately they look lovable and visitors want to pet them and take pictures with their children sitting on them. But, besides the fact such activities are very bad for the goats, the Mountain Goat is as tough as his/her environment and their horns are deadly weapons.

When I signed up for this work I took three wildlife management programs. Two focused on bears and one on the Mountain Goat. The bottom line of all three schools was that while we called it "wildlife management" it was really "protect the animals from the dumb humans." And calling humans dumb is about as polite as I can be.

I encountered the billy in the picture to the left on a mid-June climb. I ran into him a few hours later not too far from the visitor's center on the Hidden Lake trail posing for pictures. He's allowed to cut across the closure. He was lying down about 25-30 yards off the trail. A little boy came up to me and asked me if the Mountain Goat was a boy or a girl. I told him that it was a boy and that boy goats are called "billy". I don't know what made her do it, but the boy's mother stepped forward and asked "how do you know it's a boy?"  Had she had the birds-n-bees talk with her son?  "Well," I said, "he's larger than the female goats and, his horns are a bit more curved back." I paused. The woman was giving me a 'sure.right' look. "Besides," I continued, "I've seen him standing up."  The woman went red. Sorry, Lady, you asked for it.

So I have two important purposes for being on the side of this mountain - to protect the wildlife and the fragile sub-alpine vegetation. That's right in line with the National Park Service Organic Act of 1916 which mandates us "to conserve the scenery and the natural and historic objects and the wild life therein and to provide for the enjoyment of the same in such manner and by such means as will leave them unimpaired for the enjoyment of future generations."  (Get off the grass and leave my goats alone! LOL.) Nevertheless, the perks of the job are that I get to enjoy the trails, wildlife and vegetation as I work.  That means that I can climb the mountain. Technically the closure goes all the way up. (grin ... smirk)  That's where "because it's there" comes in.  

But even then I can't say that I climbed up the mountain just to climb up the mountain. I kept going because what I was experiencing and seeing was so phenomenal that I had no other choice. How could I not?  The view alone kept getting better and better. I was on top of the world!

The summit was in sight. The snow-ice field that stopped me.
Grandson, Kieran, with me on patrol. 
Most of my trips up Mt. Oberlin were alone. I had two times that I almost made it to the summit. On my first climb there was still lots of snow.  I made it past most of the large snow and ice fields because if I fell I'd just slide down the snow. It would hurt - my pride more than my body - but I would survive. Just before the saddle that is less than 200 feet below the summit I encountered a snow and ice field that was very wide and literally led to a 2-300 foot drop. I don't have the equipment or the skills for that. Besides, I was alone. The second time I came close to the summit was when Pamela, Kieran and I climbed the mountain on July 21st. 

The 7/21 climb was going to be our last "harrah" of the season. Pamela's knees are bone-on-bone from arthritis and she could hardly walk nevertheless climb a mountain, but climb she did. She wasn't going to be denied.  If Pamela had been alive a hundred years ago, she'd be one of the tough-as-nails mountain women we read about today who lived in these mountains. 

Pamela just before the saddle. 
The Reynolds Creek Fire from 7500 ft.
 It was our day-off, but I always take the park radio with me when I'm in the back country. We were about 1/2 mile up the mountain when we heard a radio report that a woman had fallen on Mt. Oberlin about a mile up and rangers were on their way. I told dispatch that I was already 1/2 mile up the mountain and would look for the woman and stay with her until the evac team arrived.  To make a long story short . . .  just before the radio report a group of women had passed us heading down.  I had climbed to well of 7,000 ft and Pamela and Kieran were actually above me, and we had talked to some climbers coming off the mountain. No one had seen the woman. She had evidently walked out, right past us and two other rangers, without telling us. As I was discussing this on the radio with the rangers below me I turned toward the panoramic view. But there was something wrong. There was smoke rising from the forest at the bottom of Reynolds Mountain near  primitive campground on Reynolds Creek. "Do you see that smoke?"  I asked the ranger below me. There was a long pause because he was almost 1,000 ft below me and couldn't see as well. Suddenly he said "Oh, my God!"  We called it in to dispatch. I was evidently one of the first, if not the first, to see the fire. I watched in horror as it went from a line of smoke rising to billowing plumes of smoke with flames rising high into the sky.

As we listened to fire crews springing into action, we continued our climb.  Pamela and I left Kieran just below the saddle as we made our final ascent. I knew that Kieran would be safe there and his Mother (my daughter) would be extremely annoyed with me if I had allowed him to go with us and he had been hurt. He was actually never out of our sight. Pamela started up a narrow passage way of scree - lose rock where you take two steps forward and slide back one. I decided that I wanted no part of that because, at the bottom of the scree, was a very big drop - several hundred feet straight down. I started picking my way up the rock face and Pamela soon joined me.  The snow-ice field that had stopped me was no longer there and so we were at the edge of the saddle less than 200 feet below the summit.

That's when we had to make an agonizing decision. If we turned back right then we'd barely have time to catch the last shuttle from Logan Pass to get home.  If we climbed the last 200 feet to the summit, there was no way we would be able to get back in time. We thought about all of the ways we might get down off the pass if we missed the shuttle, but in the end we decided that the mountain would probably be there again another day. We sat for a few minutes admiring the beauty around and below us and started our descent. We had gone far beyond what we thought were our limits. Pamela had displayed unbelievable endurance and determination.

Stromatolites at 7,160 ft. 
The climb down was harder on Pamela than the climb up. Arthritic, bone-on-bone knees are at their worst going down hills, stairs, etc.  She tried to hide the pain, but I could sense it as well as see it. At 7,160 feet Pamela squealed with glee. "Look!" she shouted pointing to a long ridge along which we were climbing.  There was a band of stromatolites that was 6-8 feet thick and 10-15 yards long.  What a marvelous reward for her efforts. After that all I had to do was say "7160" and she would grin.

As we climbed down the mountain we heard about a car that had turned over on the west side of the Going-to-the-Sun Road. The road was closed. There was no way off Logan Pass for almost 4 hours. Had we known this we could have finished our ascent to the summit of Mt Oberlin and returned in time to catch a shuttle, but we unfortunately didn't know.

This is why you do it. 
As we made our way off the mountain we looked out over the marvelous mountains, meadows and lakes below us. This, we concluded, is why you climb a mountain.






















Wednesday, April 29, 2015

The Healing Wilderness

 9 Days 18 hours, and 57 minutes until we leave for our beloved Glacier. If it is possible, we're probably even more excited than ever before. For us Glacier is a place of peace, vitality, spirituality, health and healing. While escape isn't always the best way to deal with life issues, escape is sometimes necessary to find answers, grow strong, shut out the noise and chatter so that you can hear yourself think, and see clearly. Escaping into the wilderness enables one to do these things.


However, when I told a friend that I was working on this blog and that I talk about escaping into the wilderness, she challenged the idea that going into the wilderness is escape. Perhaps, she suggested, it is going home. That struck a chord - a resonant chord that rang so true that it totally reshaped my way of thinking. The physical oneness of quantum physics along with the spiritual oneness of Buddhism and the pantheistic reverence for all nature and life makes returning to the wildness a returning to our most basic nature wherein we find renewed life and can commune with all life to find our way back to where we should be.

Trapped inside the limits of sprawling humanity people try desperately to understand the meaning of life. Confined to buildings where the air and the light are artificial and the closest thing they have to any other form of life is a plant struggling to survive while they flounder for answers to questions they don't really know.  In hallowed halls of academia and religion, pious, well-meaning albeit ignorant men and women attempt to justify who they think we are when they truthfully haven't a clue. A scientist does a physics experiment to observe and demonstrate universal oneness totally oblivious to the answers outside.  Men and women of great power sit in glass and steel cages hundreds of feet above the earth and plot ways of turning what they do not understand, what they do not realize is the source of their life, into profits and thoughtlessly sign our doom.  While in the wilderness we can stand in awe, our spirits souring, melding into the oneness - a union -  that needs no justification or proof.  The answer to all question lie here.

"Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher."
- William Wordsworth

Nature is the consummate teacher.  From it we learn that everything has a purpose whether or not we like the thing or like the purpose. Knowing this we become more open and accepting, more compassionate and kind.  Knowing this we look for our purpose in the scheme of nature because we too are a part of nature. We learn that. We discover and acknowledge that we are not above nature or in charge of nature or in control. We realize that there are times that we are not at the top of the food chain. Nature teaches us about time and its relationship to the cycle of life of all things. And of course you can't learn about the cycle of life without learning survival, resilience and natural consequences. Our society get so full of itself and its "rights" that it forgets that there are natural consequences to every action. Nature teaches us perspective.  We get out in the wilderness or similar places and we begin to realize that we're not quite as big and important as we think.  That teaches us humility.  Then we learn gratitude - gratitude for the gift of life and the amazing world we have around us.

Avalanche Creek 
Consider the rushing stream. It is beautiful yet its power is beyond comprehension and its voice is deafening. When it appears its most terrifying and destructive is when it is bringing new life.  The picture to the left is of Avalanche Creek in May 2014 as the snow cap 3,000 feet above is beginning to melt. This is life for everything and everyone below. This year (2015) there was very little snow. We know that the lack of snow will have a very negative impact upon plants and animals.  When you look at this creek you are looking at the life blood of planet earth.  The rushing stream is a part of the cycle of life, a part of the oneness which is universal. When I watch the life-blood of the world rushing by my heart pounds while I find myself standing quietly in reverent joy and thanksgiving.

When I stand high upon a mountain and look out over the grandeur of nature I don't feel small or insignificant. Of course, nature teaches us perspective and I'm very small by comparison, but I learn our oneness - both spiritual and as demonstrated by quantum physics. The mountains make me feel strong and capable. They teach me to survive. They teach me to really live.  The mountains shelter me. They do not shun me for my size or insignificance but give me strong foundation and room to grow and blossom.  The wilderness does not coddle me, nor does it reject me.

“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.” 

Yes, that's it. The wilderness makes me know that I am alive.  So many times Pamela, suffering with severe arthritis in her knees, wanted to hike in the high mountains. She would say "let's just go a few miles" and struggle to overcome the pain.  Once there she would not turn back, but, reveling in the beauty and life around her would press onward until we would often find ourselves eight, ten or more miles into the wilderness. 

In our three months in the wilderness we hike and bike many hundreds of miles. We hiked the historic trail that the Ute people used to cross the Rocky Mountains and went wadding in a lake that has icebergs in it year around. We kayaked 15 miles into a lake so remote and so rugged that it took us an hour to go the last six miles in a powerful 4x4 truck.  We had to share a trail no more than two feet wide with a Mountain Goat hundreds of feet up the side of an ice field, and a narrow road with a Black Bear. In doing all these things, nature taught us self-reliance, respect for all life, survival, persistence, and decision-making. But what was far greater, we knew that we were alive. We knew that we were a part of this marvelous nature.

"Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and numbs my brain, I seek relief in the trail; and when I hear the coyote wailing to the yellow dawn, my cares fall from me - I am happy."
- Hamlin Garland
It is not easy to put into words or explain peace, wholeness and spirituality, and I am sure you can sense my struggle.  It is more so to explain the healing of the wilderness.  There is a physical healing about being out in the wilderness. Despite the necessity of being constantly vigilant and aware of what is going on around you - the weather, the terrain, animals, plants - there is a healing peace and tranquility. Perhaps it is because such vigilance and awareness is really so natural.

“When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.” 

There are many scientist who theorize that the homo sapien has lost many natural skills because we stopped using them - everything from sense of direction to sense of weather. I strongly subscribe to this theory. Often when you are in the wilderness your senses literally tingle.

Badlands National Park, South Dakota
No where was I more aware of that tingle than when, in July 2013, I ran across the Badlands National Park.  It was one of the most exciting, exhilarating, frightening things I've ever done and I'd do it again in a heartbeat.  I made the run in July, despite the heat, because I needed as much daylight as possible for the 40+ mile run. I figured that it would take me 10-12 hours. You don't want to be caught in the badlands after dark if you can help it.  As usual I carried my survival pack - a 25 pound backpack with survival gear and lots of water. When I left the trail-head I was suddenly confronted with the realization that there wasn't a "trail" in the common sense of the word. Wind and sand would quickly cover any footprints. I had to rely on my compass and topographic map and the occasional red pole driven into the sand.  I was constantly checking my bearing, watching the weather and looking out for animals. One would think I would have been a nervous wreck when I finished, but it was quite to the contrary.  I could see the parking lot at the trail-head from almost a quarter mile away. My pace quickened and I almost danced the last hundred yards or so. It wasn't because I was finished. Actually I felt a bit sad that it was over. But my joy was how alive and whole I felt.  I was healed physically because my body was stronger than it ever had been, and I could feel it. I was healed psychologically because I had faced fear and danger and prevailed.  I was healed spiritually because I had allowed myself to become a part of the nature around me and I found my place and knew my oneness.

Yes, the wilderness, and for us especially our beloved Glacier, is a place of peace, vitality, spirituality, and healing.  Sadly many people see anything outside of the city or their building as just something with the potential to make money.  Humans have no idea what they're missing by avoiding the wilderness, parks and other places where nature is allowed to be nature. They have no idea what they're doing to themselves and their progeny by thoughtless abuse.  Wendell Berry, the Henry David Thoreau of our time, said it best.  “The care of the Earth is our most ancient and most worthy, and after all our most pleasing responsibility. To cherish what remains of it and to foster its renewal is our only hope.”    I will not belabor my fears and concern. This blog is not the place to again make the case for the care and conservation of our world.  But I must admit to sharing the attitude of E.B. White; novelist, contributor to the New Yorker and author of Charlotte's Web; who said "I would feel more optimistic about a bright future for man if he spent less time proving that he can outwit Nature and more time tasting her sweetness and respecting her seniority."  

But don't take my word for it.  Don't live your lives vicariously through people like me.  We are so blessed with our National Park system. Our National Parks all have ways that even the worst handicapped person can see and experience and enjoy the outdoors and wilderness. In research the most important thing is not the outcome of the experiment but whether it can be replicated.  I have put before you the outcome of my experience. Now go and replicate it in your own life!

We're going home. See you in August. I will leave you with the blessing credited to Edward Abbey,

May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.

View of Stanton Mountain from our campsite at Sprague Creek, Glacier National Park, Montana. 
















Sunday, April 26, 2015

The Day After . . .

WHAT ARE YOUR PLANS FOR THE DAY

AFTER EARTH DAY? 

To designate a day of events, learning, contemplation, and planning is an excellent idea. To have a day where we celebrate our marvelous planet, celebrate the success stories of the past year and analyze our failures, and, in one voice dedicate ourselves to another year of advocacy is outstanding. It is wonderful that so many people are out planting trees as a symbol and expression of their love of our precious home Earth. The Earth Day Network seems to be about as close to an official organization as there is. It has 22,000 partner organizations in 192 countries and has designated Earth Day 2015 as “It's Our turn to lead.” On their webpage they write, 2015 - Earth Day’s 45th anniversary - could be the most exciting year in environmental history. The year in which economic growth and sustainability join hands. The year in which world leaders finally pass a binding climate change treaty. The year in which citizens and organizations divest from fossil fuels and put their money into renewable energy solutions. These are tough issues but we know what’s at stake is the future of our planet and the survival of life on earth. On Earth Day we need you to take a stand so that together, we can show the world a new direction. It’s our turn to lead. So our world leaders can follow by example. (Please re-read the last three sentences!)  

Earth Day Network reports 1,123,961,786 “acts of green” with a target of 2 billion. This is exciting and heady stuff! Unfortunately reality rears its ugly head forcing us to ask the question - when the trees are planted, the programs are over and your adrenaline level has returned to normal, will you still be ready to take action. Tomorrow we will still be confronted by disintegration of natural habitats and the remaining forest corridors due to rapid development and human pressure, pollution due to the reckless dumping and disposal of waste and the destruction of the ecosystem and the threat to aquatic and avian species, destruction of natural habitats because of unlawful mining, logging of timber, grazing, man-made forest fires, large-scale commercial exploitation of minor forest produce, use of chemical pesticides, and fishing practices, and seemingly countless other critical issues. If you are already an earth-lover, I hope today is a celebration that strengthens your resolve to continue through the coming year. If you are just coming on board, I hope today will provide you with the strength and courage to continue. In any case, let us remember that there are 364 other days. Let's make today our Earth Day Celebration and EVERY DAY BE EARTH DAY!

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Apologetic of an Unabashed Tree-hugger

The term apologetic has nothing to do with saying "I'm sorry". Quite the contrary. It comes from the Greek ἀπολογία (apologia) which means "speaking in defense." While there are many literary/secular examples of apologetic it is probably the religious scholar who most often uses the term. Nevertheless it was the best term I could find for the intentions of this blog, and I sincerely believe that most conservation/environmental writers were/are at some time apologists - from Henry David Thoreau, to Edward Abbey, John F. Kennedy, Jr., and E.O. Wilson, who are just a few of a great many.

I can only be called an environmentalist, a conservationist, a nature lover, a tree-hugger. Until you have walked in our shoes - the famous Native America "walk in their moccasins" - you have no idea of the extent of prejudice and abuse we suffer. We are frequently treated like a clueless flower-child. Many people show signs of anger toward environmentalists and others snicker at nature lovers or conservationists. "Tree-hugger" was a derogatory term which, like Yankee, we've turned into a proud symbol. We are always treated like the abnormal. But what is so abnormal about loving your home, wanting clean air and water, and a good future for your progeny?


The demises of our wilderness and oceans

I love the wilderness. Looking back at my childhood, the places my parents took me to visit that I liked the best were forests, lakes, parks and natural wonders.  As an Explorer Scout I ran with a group who liked nothing more than heading out for a three or four day camping trip with only the basic survival essentials or traveling a good portion of French Creek (a contributory of the Allegheny River) in canoes. So it is no wonder that I became a trail runner and made it my goal to run through parks, mountains and wilderness areas across the United States, culminating in becoming a National Park Service volunteer at Glacier National Park, Montana. Being an NPS volunteer has been one of the greatest adventures and experiences of my life.

About 12 years ago I had my first scuba diving experience in Hawaii. I didn't tell any one but I was certain that I was going to be the one who would panic. But I didn't panic. It was marvelous. A little over two years ago I got my scuba certification and now have a master diver certification.  It is the most awesome experience of freedom. It is almost surreal.  Watching aquatic animal life and exploring natural formations gives you a tremendous appreciation of our beautiful blue planet.  Then you run into the trash.  Divers have a saying "Take only pictures. Leave only bubble."  Unfortunately there are people who don't believe this.

The wilderness and the oceans are beautiful, magnificent, dangerous, challenging, beckoning, strengthening, and a source of peace and solace.  But above all they are places that provide and protect those things which sustain life on this planet.  Wilderness and the ocean is a source of clean water and produces almost all of our oxygen.

Most of the oxygen on the planet is actually locked into minerals like quartz and calcite.(1) We can't do anything about that, but 50% of the breathable oxygen on the planet is produced by photosynthesis by microorganisms in the ocean.  20% of our air comes from the Amazon Rain Forest alone which leaves only 30% produced by trees and plants elsewhere on the globe.  If we are destroying much of our oceans through pollution and the destruction of reefs, what do you think we are doing to the 50% of oxygen produced there?  Would you not agree that to blatantly abuse our planet's oceans is to commit suicide?

Hypercapnea  (3)
Why would destroying our oceans be suicidal?  Well, we know that 50% of our oxygen comes from photosynthesis in the ocean.  If we destroy that, wouldn't the other sources pick up the slack?  I don't think you could make that argument for two reasons: (1) you can't expect an ecosystem to produce more oxygen than it is already producing, and (2) we're likewise destroying the other oxygen producing areas with equal or greater rapidity.  At one point the rainforest, which you will remember provides 20% of our oxygen, covered 14% of the Earth's surface. It now covers only 6%.  We have about 40 years left. (2)  I don't think anyone can make a viable argument that earth can survive on 30% of its oxygen. Besides, we are destroying forests and other high oxygen producing areas at a dramatic rate. For example, Russia is the home of the world's largest area of tree cover.  It is losing 16,600 square miles of trees every year. That's an area larger than New Hampshire and Vermont combined. (4)   So this is very bad. If we destroy our oceans and the rainforest, in about 40 years we'll be dependent upon the remaining 30% which is being destroyed at the rate of 16,600 square miles each year. There sure isn't going to be much oxygen left.  Boreal forests in Russia and Canada are also major carbon sinks which leaves us with a double whammy.  As oxygen goes down, carbon dioxide will be going up. The human body does not do well in a high CO2 atmosphere as you can see in the chart entitled Hypercapnea.

Bottom line . . . to destroy our wilderness and our oceans is to destroy our life.  If you want to claim that these figures are either made up or exaggerated, there are actual photographs from space where you can see the change.

Let's also consider a fact that I pointed out in a FaceBook post on Old Conservationist viz. that the Amazon rainforest alone is responsible for most of our medications. 1300 of 2000 current cancer drugs are dependent upon the rainforest.  Also, the coral reefs of our oceans alone infuse $375 billion into the world economy each year and they provide food and resources for 500 million people in 94 countries.(5)    Is that not also worthy of consideration?


Pure water.    Water is a most precious commodity. Sadly most Americans have no idea how precious water is and consume 3.9 trillion gallons a month when 1.1 billion people don't even have access to potable water.(6)  I have lived where clean water was a luxury not to be taken for granted. When we bathed in a tub it contained only 2-3 inches of water. If we showered, we would quickly wet ourselves, turn off the water, lather and wash, then quickly rinse. That obviously wasn't in the United States where the long luxurious hot shower is given little thought and treated like a birthright. I still spend very little time in a shower. Every time I bathe I think of those days and the people for whom clean water is such a luxury.






The issue, however, is much greater than abuse and misuse.  Pollution is an extremely serious problem. While we generally think of pollution as a third-world country problem, there is lots of pollution right here in North America.  "Water is typically referred to as polluted when it is impaired by anthropogenic contaminants and either does not support a human use, such as drinking water, or undergoes a marked shift in its ability to support its constituent biotic communities, such as fish."(7)  A 2007 EPA report to Congress (2002 data) reported that 45% of stream miles that were tested, 47% of lakes and 32% of bays and estuaries that were tested were found to be polluted. (8)   

We can also make the connection between pure water and wilderness areas. Glacier National Park in northwestern Montana (about 20 miles from Idaho and sharing part of the park with Canada) probably has the highest concentration of scientist studying water at any one time of any place in North America.  You see, Glacier contains the Triple Divide Peak.  Waters here flow north into the Hudson bay and effect the entire eastern side of North America. They also flow westward effecting the west coast of North America and south via the Flathead and Missouri Rivers into the Mississippi, effecting the central part of the United States. Poison or pollute this Triple Divide Peak and you adversely impact almost every drop of water in North America.  And it is being polluted. While the National Park Service and the State of Montana do an admirable job keeping contamination out of this wilderness area, they can not stop planes from flying overhead. Airplanes are dropping measurable amounts of pollutants. They can not stop snow and rain which carries pollutants from cities and civilization to the west.  

Anti-road paving at Polebridge parade drew great applause.
There are efforts to conduct coal mining in the Canadian North Fork which would send polluted water along the western side of the park, and efforts to pave the US North Fork road which would mean more traffic along the waterways along with threatening commercial development.(9)  The focal point of the North Fork is a place called Polebridge - population 15.  Polebridge is literally off the grid.  It has no electricity, telephone, cable, gas, water or other public utilities.  It is 20 miles from the nearest paved road, and the people who live in the North Fork area want to keep it that way. The mountains and wilderness are their livelihood. They don't want to see them destroyed.  I was privileged to be a judge at the Polebridge 4th. of July Parade in 2014. Here's a picture from the judge's stand (a piece of plywood on a tractor-forklift) of the entry against paving the North Fork Road. They received hearty cheers.

The destruction of plant and animal species.   I would never chastise a hunter because, in our western society, we have been taught by religion that other animals are ours to do with as we wish.  But the average hunter really isn't the focus of this argument and are generally not the culprits in the demise of animal species.  In fact, many individual hunters are strong conservationists and abhor western society's attitude toward the destruction of animal species.  Commercial "hunting" - mass slaughter - is a different thing. Bludgeoning baby seals to death can hardly be put in the same category as hunting but that's what they call it.  The biggest offender is the spread of the homo sapiens and the western attitude that animals are on this planet for us and we can do with them as we please.

Notice the amount of green in 1978 as compared to 2012. That's not good!
Human expansion is responsible for the loss of great tracts of farmland and forests. 3000 acres of farmland is lost to development every DAY (10) and 46-58,000 square miles of forest are lost each year. That is the equivalent of 36 football fields per minute. (11) 
We've already talked about the impact of this type of loss on human survival. What about plants and other animals?  As we encroach on their habitat they have one option - find another place to live or die.

A good example of this is the tiny Pikas that live at high altitudes in the Rocky Mountains. This little creature has adapted to life in extremely cold climates. They love extreme cold and can die if the temperature goes up to only 78 degrees. They are being pushed higher and higher into the mountains. When they get to the top they have no where to go. Their only option . . . die!

Animals that have become extinct because of humans and human development include the Black Rhino, Pyrenean ibex, passenger pigeon, Quagga, Caribbean monk seal, sea mink, Tasmanian tigers, Tecopa pupfish, Javan tiger, great auk, and the Bubal hartebeest. (12)

I am not going to try to make some sort of human "value assessment" to justify a species' right to live. I believe that these animals, by their very existence, have every bit the same right to survive as do homo sapiens. As far as I'm concerned it is mere religious arrogance that would attempt to justify otherwise. While I don't like hunting and obviously don't believe in killing other animals, I can grudgingly accept that the homo sapien is an omnivore - i.e. we can be carnivore or herbivore (vegetarian). That still does not justify our arrogant attitude toward other animals. Even though I do not feel it a necessity to point out the importance of each species we have destroyed or are threatening, I believe that it is important to this discussion to note that every animal serves a purpose within the ecosystem. I'm sure that most, if not all, of you have read articles about the honey bee. They are essential for 1/3 of all the food we eat. Albert Einstein has been credited for a dramatic statement that if bees go extinct humans will be extinct within four years. Einstein didn't make that statement, according to Quote Investigator, but Maurice Maeterlinck in a book he wrote in 1901 entitled "The Life of the Bee." Regardless of who penned the claim, are we really willing to watch the honey bee go extinct to find out if they're right?  Even if I had no concern about the validity of the statement, there are too many items on the list of foods we'd lose that I really like. To be very self-centered, I love to sit on our deck with a cup of coffee and look out over the flowers. If the honey bee goes extinct I can't do that. Both my coffee and the flowers are dependent upon bees.

An excellent example of the balance created when all indigenous species are present in an ecosystem is the story of the Grey Wolf that had been removed from Yellowstone National Park.  Significant environmental deterioration was being observed and there was no clear scientific answer to why. For example, aspen, willow and cottonwood trees were dying and waterways were deteriorating. Finally someone noticed that the last wolf had been killed in Yellowstone in 1926 and that coincided closely with the start of the problem. About 15 years after the re-introduction of the Grey Wolf into Yellowstone, Oregon State University did a study which clearly demonstrated the interdependence of all living things in an ecosystem.

"The gist of the study by Oregon State University shows that aspens, willows, and cottonwoods in the park’s northern range are thriving, in part because the increased wolf population has put a check on the number of elk in the park, down from a high of 15,000 animals in the early 1990s to 6,100 elk in 2010. And fewer elk and more diverse tree species have led to cleaner streams and rivers, with improved habitat for beaver and fish, which in turn provides more food sources for birds and bears. Even bison have benefited from the wolf reintroduction, because there’s less competition for food from elk, and bison aren’t a common target for wolves." (13)

Suffice it to say, even if you do not believe in the sanctity of all life, you must concede that there is more than ample evidence that we are totally interdependent. Many of those creatures on whom we depend are given little or no consideration - bees, ants, termites, bats, frogs and birds. I purposely included ants, termites and bats in this list because humans go to such great lengths to destroy these most beneficial creatures. It's okay if you don't want ants and termites in your house, but, believe me, you don't want to totally destroy them. The world would get pretty messy. Many other species are of significant benefit and all are a part of nature's balance. Most of us accept that there is a balance of nature.  If we continue to destroy plant and animal species then we are throwing nature out of balance.  Basic intelligence tells us that that can't be good.  And whether or not we like it or one's religion will admit to it, we are animals and a part of nature. That means that if nature is adversely effected then we will be adversely effected.

Climate Change.   Oh, this is such a hated topic. There have been examples of great climate changes long before homo sapiens could be blamed or do any harm.  The last time there was this much carbon dioxide camels lived in Canada. That was the Pliocene about 15 million years ago. Back then 400 ppm was part of a downward trend heading toward the ice age.(14) Our numbers are, unfortunately, going up. Like belly buttons, everyone has an opinion on this issue.  Scientific evidence shows that this has happened before. Even accepting that, the question remains - would it be this bad if homo sapiens weren't dumping 29 billion tons of CO2 into the atmosphere each year?  There is no way anyone can deny or ignore our contribution to the problem.  Would it hurt us so much to reduce our emissions? If we find that it doesn't make any difference we haven't lost anything. We'll just breath better.

Conclusion. These are just but a few of the issues facing us as creatures of this most marvelous planet Earth. Some argue that we are the only planet in the universe with life. Others argue that statistical odds show that there are other planets with life but there are none within a hundred light years or so. Either way that makes our home, Earth, pretty unique and very, very precious. We are the only animal on the planet that has both the ability to destroy this planet or save it.  We are the only animal with the cognitive ability to identify causes and problem solving skills to come up with solutions and actions to be taken. There is an old saying credited to Voltaire, "with great power comes great responsibility."  We are the ones with the power therefore we are the ones with the responsibility.


FOOTNOTES  ========
(1) https://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20100515174714AA6SD2h
(2) https://www.google.com/search?q=how+much+rainforest+is+left&rlz=1C1GGGE_enUS398&oq=how+much+rainforest+&aqs=chrome.1.69i57j0l5.5907j0j7&sourceid=chrome&es_sm=122&ie=UTF-8
(3) http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hypercapnia#/media/File:Main_symptoms_of_carbon_dioxide_toxicity.svg
(4) http://www.thinkglobalgreen.org/deforestation.html
(5) http://blogs.ei.columbia.edu/2011/06/13/losing-our-coral-reefs/
(6) http://www.waterinfo.org/resources/water-facts
(7) http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Water_pollution
(8) United States Environmental Protection Agency (EPA). Washington, DC. "The National Water Quality Inventory: Report to Congress for the 2002 Reporting Cycle – A Profile."October 2007. Fact Sheet No. EPA 841-F-07-003.
(9) http://www.nps.gov/glac/learn/nature/waterquality.htm
(10) http://www.epa.gov/agriculture/ag101/landuse.html
(11) https://www.worldwildlife.org/threats/deforestation
(12) http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/10/22/11-extinct-animals_n_4078988.html
(13) http://www.adventure-journal.com/2012/01/return-of-wolves-to-yellowstone-benefits-aspens-cottonwoods-bison-fish-and-more/
(14) http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/energy/2013/05/130510-earth-co2-milestone-400-ppm/



Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Age gracefully . . . hell, no!

"Do not go gentle into that good night" ... "Rage, rage against the dying of the light" (1)

I just spent almost 90 minutes looking for a cartoon that I posted some time ago. It showed a couple standing in front of an outlandishly painted trailer wearing equally outlandish clothes with a caption something to the effect . . . "retirement.The time we're free to embarrass our children."  It would be much funnier if I had a copy, but . . . oh, well.   Nevertheless, be advised youngsters . . .  that is all of you fifty and younger . . . that we're not really trying to embarrass you. We just refuse to go gentle into that good night.

In the past I thought that saying that someone was "aging gracefully" was a compliment. Now I have decided that it is anything but a compliment.  I now realize that the only way to age gracefully is to give in to growing old and attempt to maintain some sort of decorum where decorum is translated 'be quiet, sweet, smile and do and look like what everyone thinks is appropriate for an old person.'  No way! Who wants to be graceful if it means giving up.  I am going to be anything but graceful. I still remember a cousin who said of my Mother (who was running and biking well into her 80s and had a boyfriend younger than me) "Aunt June, you need to act your age."  How sad to think that way!

"Rage, rage against the dying of the light."  The Welsh poet, Dylan Thomas, wrote the poem 'Do not go gentle into that good night' for his dying father and it is considered one of his best works.  Of course, he was bold enough to state what we all really feel but seem embarrassed or afraid to admit. Rage! Rage! None of us wants to die. Unlike other periods of our lives, the only conclusion of  the old age period is death.  Some of us use religion to try to comfort ourselves - trying to convince ourselves that we will either come back or go to 'heaven'.  Others try to act brave and accepting.  Even Buddhism, which teaches us that we should prepare for death, acknowledges that no one wants to die even if we're not having very much fun.  Scientists call it survival instinct.

According to Buddhist Lama Surya Das  there was a Japanese Zen master who, on his death bed, said "I don't want to die." When his students pressed him for some last words of wisdom he is reported to have said "I really don't want to die." (2)

Perhaps at first I didn't think about my burst of physical activity as being raging against the dying light. In fact, I would have to admit that I wasn't really aware of it as such until many months after my wife of 43 years died in 2011. I didn't start running until I was 62 and ran my first race the day before my 63rd birthday.  By the end of 2011 I was doing as many as 18 half and full marathons a year and started running trail ultras - trail runs of over 40 miles.  I bought a hat that said "Some day I won't be able to do this. Today isn't that day."  Traveling the country in a vintage pop-up trailer, I wrote "Don't stop living before you die" on the side in large letters. I wrote it in Irish so people would have to ask what it said.  While at a marathon in Key West, Florida I decided that I wanted to become a certified scuba diver. I finished my certification just before my 66th birthday and finished my master diver certification at the age of 68.  

I met Pamela Smith when I was 67.  She is 8 years my junior but was forced to give up doing triathlons because of arthritis.  I introduced her to scuba and she introduced me to biking and kayaking. I celebrated my 68th birthday in the wilderness of northwestern Montana with her where we worked as volunteers for the National Park Service at Glacier National Park and lived in a 16 foot vintage camper trailer. During our 80 days of service we hiked over 450 miles, biked 300 miles, kayaked almost 30 miles. In all, we traveled almost 12,000 miles together having one adventure after another.  It was then I realized that I was truly alive and determined that I wasn't going to grow old gracefully. I realized that I'm bound and determined to rage against the dying of the light and live and seek adventure until I can do it no longer.

I would speak to the children and the parents separately.

Children, don't inadvertently make your parents even older by being over protective.  We have no idea how many years we may have. Let them be happy and adventuresome. Encourage your parents and support them. If they want to do their first sky-dive at 80, go cheer them on. Why would you discourage them because they might get hurt when they could have a stroke or heart attack and end up in a nursing home or die tomorrow?  I spent almost 25 of my 39 years of psych practice with patients in long-term care. There we call it "quality of life".  Which represents the greater quality of life: (a) dying while participating in an adventure of which you dreamed, or (b) avoiding accidental death and sitting in a nursing home waiting to die?

Now, I'm not talking about being foolhardy or reckless. I want to live. So I'm going to be careful. I'm old and a bit more brittle, so I'm going to be extra careful. But there's a difference between taking all precautions and not doing it because you're old and you might get hurt.  I'm really proud of my children. When I started running wilderness trails and announced my first big wilderness run through the Ozark Mountains one of them wrote to the others "are we going to let him do this?"  Thankfully the answer was evidently 'yes' since they supported me, wished me well, and gave me a ResQLink for Christmas. That's a device that not only puts out the common distress signal but has a GPS link to satellites which are monitored 24/7 by 200 different countries.

Parents - old guys,  don't stop living because you're old.  Don't stop living because of physical limitations. I realize that many people are not as fortunate to be as physically active as me. But most people I meet do not know that I was diagnosed with arthritis at the age of 32.  Pamela and I both have severe arthritis. We merely adjust our activity to maximize our abilities. Running across the Badlands has given way to trekking the Rockies. So maybe you can't go trekking through the mountains but you might be able to walk or take a wheelchair through your local botanical garden.  Maybe you can't go white water rafting but you might be able to go to Disney and ride the rides ... even if you have to enter through the wheelchair entrance.  Just don't stop doing ... don't stop raging!

"Do not go gentle into that good night.  Rage, rage against the dying of the light."  Even if you are totally convinced that there is a life after earthly death, you owe it to yourself to make the most of this life. American Journalist, Hunter S. Thompson (born 1937) once said, "Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!"  (3)

May your ride be long and exciting!


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(1)  Dylan Thomas (1914–1953) first published in 1951.
(2)  Das, Lama Surya (1997) Awakening the Buddha Within. Broadway Books. New York. 
(3)  Hunter S. Thompson. Born July 18, 1937, Hunter Thompson was one of the "most spectacularly outrageous journalists" of modern time. This is one of 509 quotes. No date was given.