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Yellowstone: Solfatara

Yup, still working my way through Yellowstone pics. These ones will not disappoint! No way in heck!

Solfatara is another fun site with tons of wetlands which are not too far from a trail. The trail is an absolute godsend because the forest is all downfall with sparse regrowth from previous burns so there’s a fair amount of hurdling involved. It takes about four days to survey the site so it’s gargantuan but extremely manageable.

Adding to my already impressive list of animal encounters this year, I saw the one creature I’ve been completely dying to see and it was waaaaay better than I’ve ever imagined it could be. Right at the start of the field season, I declared that if I saw a single, solitary river otter, even from a distance, than I could immediately go home a happy camper. That was my absolute #1 bucket list animal. And actually the second animal on my bucket list was a moose and you know how that turned out. (If you don’t, well, shame on you and then click here. Actually, click there anyways because I updated the photos.)

This was my third year surveying Solfatara and I’ve never seen an otter there but I heard through the Yellowstone grapevine that they’ve been hanging around those parts so my fingers were crossed. About halfway through our third survey day we got to a rather large pond/small lake. I began surveying first and about 1/4 of the way around a large brown creature plopped into the water only a few feet ahead of me. As you can tell from other posts, when I’m surveying a wetland, I’m not doing a great job of staying aware of my surroundings. That’s definitely something I need to work on because as you’ve read from the moose post, it’s gotten me into dangerously stupid situations.

Once I heard the plop, I froze and just waited for a second because whatever it was sounded rather large. As I stood at the waters edge, the adorable heads of not one but two river otters popped out of the water right there at my feet. I should have known something was up because I kept seeing spots where something(s) had been sunning itself along the edge and leaving behind half-eaten salamanders. I decided to start my surveys back up again so that I could give them some distance, but much to my surprise, they swam alongside me as I walked along the edge. Then my field partner got into the mix and they had to split their time between us.

Eventually, they found us boring and slid back on to the grassy edge to pose for pictures, perform their obviously well-rehearsed circus routine (which included laying on top of each other and then moving their heads in unison) and tying themselves into a knot and falling asleep. At the end of my survey, I decided to be a bit brazen and see how close I could get to them before they’d actually wake up. Well, it was only about ten feet. They poked their heads up at me, yawned and went back to bed. Its pretty sad when even an otter twosome finds you completely harmless.

Enjoy the pics! Aren’t they something!?!

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Yellowstone: Tanager Lake

2014-07-10 14.11.31This is another experience that must be shared…

Today, I was in the midst of surveying this large wet meadow when to my delight I dipped into this forested alcove and hit the spotted frog tadpole jackpot. I was so engrossed in catching tads that I wasn’t paying any attention to my surroundings or to where I was wandering. Not the best idea. Suddenly, I saw this massive black shape right in front of me so I looked up to get my bearings only to find myself standing in the path of one of the most enormous, majestic and beautiful creatures I’ve ever seen. It was like seeing a unicorn.

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Just feet away, in the meadow with me, stood a female moose with her calf. I stayed calm and scampered away as fast as I could, all the while bargaining for my life and imagining myself being gored to death. Moose hurt more people than bears each year and here I was nearly running smack dab into one with a newborn calf. So as I was making my exit, I braced for impact and avoided looking over my shoulder at the sight of her quickly closing the gap between us. But she never bothered with me, in fact, she seemed relaxed with me there and made me feel like my reaction was, in fact, an overreaction. Her and the calf then bedded down. It was surreal.

The one thing I’ve learned these past few days is to just remain calm. Don’t panic or scream or thrash about or even run because you’ll just freak the animal out. They’re going to think that whatever is after you is after them as well. Amazing things can happen if you just go about your business and act like you’re supposed to be there.

My partner was across the meadow so I motioned to her that something was wrong. Safety in numbers, so she came out to meet me and we were able to view the pair from a reasonable distance. The irony is that we were both talking yesterday about how we’d love to see a moose. They’re becoming increasingly rare in these parts due to habitat loss and disease so seeing one is such a treat. Ahhh, just ask and you shall receive in Yellowstone.

About an hour later, I’m surveying a small wet meadow nearby when I hear my partner yell my name. I whip around and she’s not there or answering my reply so I just figured that she was giving me a heads up that she was stepping away to go to the bathroom. Not a minute passes when I look back behind me to discover that a young male moose had joined my survey. He happily grazed nearby while I looked for tadpoles and slowly made my way back to my partner. When I rejoined my partner, I asked her how come she only said my name once and it was because all she saw was a large, brown animal walking past her to join me in the meadow so she was fumbling for her bear spray in a frenzy. It’s reassuring to know that she at least cares about me somewhat.

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We obviously cut our survey short and decided to leave the fella in peace but he fancied himself our escort. As we backtracked through the large meadow, he walked through the trees next to us. There’s nothing more amazing than seeing such a large creature move so elegantly and effortlessly through such difficult downfall and dense undergrowth. It was indescribable. The mother and calf were still relaxing where I left them and the young male greeted the baby by touching noses. Calves stay with their mothers for a year so we actually got to witness the one-year old male affectionately greeting its younger sibling.

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Tanger Lake juv moose greets baby

All-in-all, it was a pretty freakin fantastic experience. Once in a lifetime, I’m sure. This field season has been full of these kinds of surprises. I feel like I’m in some kind of Disney movie. When it was all over, we returned to Yellowstone’s human chaos to find that a tour bus had overturned in the middle of the road leaving all of the passengers injured and a few severely so. This left outgoing traffic backed up for literally thirty miles. It was unbelievable. As luck would have it, we were going in the opposite direction so we were able to zip on by and view the extent of the jam. Many people just left their cars and wandered off into the woods so when it came time for traffic to move, the drivers were nowhere to be found. The rangers were losing their minds and their patience. Some people literally set up an entire camp in the middle of the road with chairs, barbeques, radios. It was a mess and such a contrast to where I had just been. Get me back into the woods with the moose already!

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Yellowstone: Gibbon Meadows

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An omen perhaps?

I realize that I’m about 1.5 weeks behind in the whole blogging thang, I’ve just been so busy trying to bust out this field season before it busts me. Plus, to complicate matters, my computer broke while I’m out here so I’m having to hen-peck these words on my tablet which takes forever and a day. This also means that I can’t download any photos from my camera, which further diminishes the blogging experience. So it’s all comes down to my low quality phone camera at this point. All is not lost though, most of my daily updates have been on Instagram so follow me there if you’d like.

Now for my story…

My partner and I just returned from our first backcountry trip of the season and it was more than worthy of a post. It was my return to Gibbon Meadows. Last year, two teams ventured into the site on two separate occasions to see if it was worthy of including in our yearly surveys. The first team was completely perplexed and had no idea how to handle the site so we had to go in to see it for ourselves. After some hemming and hawing, it was deemed suitable amphibian habitat but the intense beaver activity happening there may make it unmanageable in future years. Those industrious little scallywags!

The site is extremely remote and hard to get to so last year we decided that it would be best to make it an overnight backpacking trip. Well, one thing we managed to overlook about that plan is that most of the animals out there have never seen humans before. Last night at our campsite we got a taste of what exactly that entails: curious, unfrightened animals of all shapes and sizes wondering who the strange aliens are.

We were woken up at 2 am by the sound of elk thumping through our campsite. For a while the elk slept surrounding us until they were driven off by something. That something, which I saw pacing around in the darkness just outside my tent, decided to bed down next to me and happily smack its gums for what seemed like an eternity. Instead of being frightened when my partner and I spoke (calmly panicked), it was comforted and lulled to sleep by it all. Eventually, my partner couldn’t hold it any longer and she had to leave her tent to pee. She shined the light on the creature and instead of running away it was fairly inquisitive and unafraid of the light. From what she could gather, it was her height, had predatory, forward-facing eyes and was very stealthy when it got up and decided to bed down a little father away. At this point we were terrified because it was pitch dark outside, we had no conclusive idea of what it was, the elk left us, there were only two of us, we were far away from civilization and no one has a clue as to what lives back there.

My partner hurried back to safety and not too long after she whispers, as calmly as possible, that something is sneaking up behind her tent. So with pepper spray in one hand and a knife in the other I dive into the darkness to save her from what I believe to be a grizzly bear. The problem comes when I don’t see a darn thing behind her tent. Seconds later a small chipmunk deviously squeaks and scampers off…probably having a great laugh at our expense. I nearly shit.

So the rest of the night was spent with an unknown creature snoozing happily at my side and me waiting until the sun came up to actually relax enough so I could sleep. Yup, I was freaked. The next morning there were wolf tracks around our campsite and a path in the grass leading right to my tent. That was a unique experience which is fun to recount right now but at the time it was absolute terror. Still, not many can say they’ve slept embedded in a herd of elk, almost maced a chipmunk for mistaking it for a grizzly bear and shared a bed with a wolf all in one night (or ever) so I’d easily put myself through that again just for bragging rights.

During our surveys I also saw (and came way too close to) two bear cubs and lots of elk. We tromped over beaver dams and scent mounds galore. We both fell chest-deep into hidden pockets in the wetlands. And most amazingly, we were followed by a large adult grizzly for most of the day today. Everywhere we went the tracks were fresh and right behind us. It was all one heck of an adventure but I’m thankful we didn’t spend another night there because all of the animals were way too curious about us. They didn’t know any better and certainly had no malicious intent but they just had no fear of us. I have no doubt that the inquisitive grizzly would have been my sleeping companion had I stayed. Such a crazy and unique experience.

Getting in and out was about three hours of hell, especially with heavy packs on. We were trying to outrun a storm so by the end of it we just gave up on comfort and proceeded to ford a river at a popular picnic spot. We must have been a sight. Two girls with enormous packs on, completely exhausted, insect bitten, clothes muddy and torn to shreds, stinky as all heck, emerging from waist deep water and walking across their picnic spot. Some brave soul asked us what we were doing and boy did we have a story to tell. We blew the guy’s mind!

When we returned and told the story to our supervisor, she asked us to make a list of all the animals we saw to inform the park service because they’ve never been back there. That’s crazy to imagine that there’s still completely untouched, unexplored wilderness in the world, especially the United States, even today.

Adventures, Travel

Myre Big Island State Park, Albert Lea, MN

2014-06-08 14.51.412014-06-08 14.37.38IMG_20140608_0915352014-06-08 14.07.04Two posts in one day!? Wtf?! Yup. Don’t get used to it. After I wrote my first post, I took a hike around Myre Big Island State Park and had the best, most relaxing time. Fantastic wildlife viewing opportunities abound. A racoon hiked along with me, I ran into a mouse, and I accidentally scared off several white pelicans and one magestic heron. From their brochure, I gather that pelicans are an increasingly common treat. They must have finally put this place on their migratory map. It’s funny because me and the pelicans are probably both heading to the same destination. I wish I could hitch a ride on the back of one (ala Neverending Story movie poster). They have a six-foot wingspan, they wouldn’t even feel me. I had such a good time that I pondered staying another night but….Yellowstone calls. I got a huge kick out of their brochure. Since when have turtles been amphibians? Cornell, I want my money back! All this time I’ve been completely misguided. In fact, I feel lied to and betrayed.2014-06-08 15.58.42

I finally made it to South Dakota. This is when the drive becomes extremely amusing: roadside attractions that you didn’t even think possible, kitschy Wall Drug signs mixed with anti-abortion manifestos, extremely windy roads that leave me wanting to poo my pants with every gust, great hard rock radio stations (even heard my hometown hero, Ronnie James Dio), motorcycles up the wazoo… It’s a really interesting state. I’m debating over whether I should hit up the corn palace tomorrow or drive on through to Wall and the Badlands. It probably should be experienced at least once, right?

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Yup, that is a bull’s head by the road. It’s a roadside sculpture park. One of the infinite many in South Dakota.

Right now I’m hunkered down in Mitchell, SD (yup, the home of the world’s first and only corn palace) at a KOA for the night because…well…this old lady is beat. When I checked in, the office was closed but an older gent in a golf card swooped by to save me. Apparently, he owns the place and lives right here with the rest of the campers. I asked him what time I had to leave by and he told me not to worry about it and invited me to stop on in for coffee in the morning. I warned him that I may never leave to which he replied that I could stay until November but then he goes south for the winter. So I’m faced with the dilemma to stay with my new boyfriend in Mitchell or to continue going west. Decisions, decisions.

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Base camp for the night. Clean showers, free wifi…it’s about as close to glamping as I’ve come!

Now its off to enjoy jammies and some tent Netflix (tentflix!).

Odometer: 204609
Miles travelled: 844.4
Gas for today: $28.32
Mitchell KOA campground: $24.27

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It’s almost time for CNC’s Maple Festival! Yay!

A pic of my table last year.
A pic of my table last year.

Please join me and some of my favorite people (and animals) for a fun-filled weekend at the Cayuga Nature Center’s Maple Festival. This has to be my #1 favorite event of the year. It’s just around the corner on Saturday, March 23rd and Sunday, March 24th starting at 9 am each day. There will be a delicious pancake breakfast, music, animal programs, games & crafts, self-guided tours along the Sugarbush Trail and wonderfully talented craft vendors. And hopefully my best buddy from Cayuga Lake Creamery will be there to completely destroy my diet. To learn more and to order tickets click here. I will have my usual soaps (including home brewed beer soap!), jewelry, scarves, bags and whatever else I can think of to stuff on one table.