conservation lands


Celebrate Wildlife Wednesday with Elephant Seals from California’s Piedras Blancas! 

The Piedras Blancas Light Station is a historic landmark on California’s central coast. Located on a rugged windswept point of land 6 miles north of Hearst Castle along California’s scenic Highway One, the Lighthouse was first illuminated in 1875, and today beckons the visitor a respite from the modern world.

The Light Station is named for the distinctive white rocks that loom just offshore. These rocks, and the rugged shoreline, are home to seabirds, sea lions, and elephant seals. Over 70 native plant species can be found on the 19 acres surrounding the Light Station.

The beaches stretching north and south from the Lighthouse have a large breeding colony of elephant seals.    

Photos and video footage by Bob Wick, BLM. Video created by John Ciccarelli, BLM.


Good wood - I’ve seen a few amazing farmhouse & barn conversions and here’s another beauty. The ‘Townships Farmhouse’ in Montreal by Toronto based architects LAMAS. It was commissioned by an artist and a farmer with long ties to the area. Inspired by old agricultural buildings in Quebec, their brief was for a building that reflected their interest in land conservation and the preservation of agricultural buildings.

Theresa May has announced that, if she remains Prime Minister after June 8th, her government will aim to overturn the ban on hunting foxes with hounds which was introduced in 2004.

Personally, I have a big problem with this.

It’s not that it’s a staggeringly cruel blood sport in which animals are encouraged to rip one another to pieces.

It’s not that it’s an environmental nightmare, where large hunts and shoots - replete with culvert-wrecking SUVs - can wreak havoc with local ecosystems in the name of bogus ‘conservation’.

It’s not that it’s a net-drain on local economies, generating only a handful of part-time jobs which often pay only ‘tips’ from landowners rather than actual lasting contracted jobs - with hunt-goers preferring posh champagne picnics over local produce.

It’s not even that it’s an antiquated social ritual with its roots in the imagined feudal past, which evolved as an elaborate ruling-class masquerade to display exclusive land rights over those of their tenants to other wealthy landholders.

It’s that I positively, deeply, truly, can’t abide knowing that at any given moment, somewhere in the leafy dells of the Costwolds or on the weathered moors of the Peak District, an inbred plutocrat is having fun.

Look at this. This is the result of a rewilding project in the Scottish Highlands. On the right is managed land, planted and protected under a rewilding scheme. The left is unmanaged; unplanted and subject to excessive deer grazing (their natural predators are long extinct in the UK; though not forever, if certain rewilding projects get the green light). If I had my way, all of my country would be well on the way to looking more like the land on the right. I can’t wait until these baby pines grow into a true forest.

The spectacular meeting of land and sea is the dominant feature of King Range National Conservation Area in California. Mountains seem to thrust straight out of the surf and recreation opportunities here are as diverse as the landscape. The 68,000 acres of Douglas fir covered peaks extend along 35 miles of coastline and attract hikers, hunters, campers and mushroom collectors, while the coast beckons to surfers, anglers, beachcombers and divers. Photo by Bob Wick, Bureau of Land Management (@mypubliclands).

I have a new home!  Did I even mention that?

My lease is up at the end of the month, and I’m moving to a place of my own.  

Rowdy and I are not breaking up, but we are going back to living separately.  Supposedly moving in together is “taking things to the next level,” but we found that living together wasn’t necessarily enhancing our relationship, and we have really different lifestyle preferences.  He wants to live in the city and be super social, and I want to be a hermit in the woods.

So I’m going to go be a hermit in the woods!  My new place is the upper floor of a hundred-year-old barn 40 minutes from town, with conservation lands nearby and acres of forest out back.  It’s beautiful, in an eccentric creaky sort of way, and I’m looking forward to making it my own.

…This will be the 22nd house or apartment I’ve lived in.  Holy shit do I move a lot.

Red Cliffs National Conservation Area in Utah protects a unique transition zone – the meeting of the Colorado Plateau, Great Basin Desert and Mojave Desert. Where these distinct landscapes overlap, unusual plants and animals have evolved, including flowers like the dwarf bearclaw poppy and Shivwits milk-vetch that grow nowhere else on earth. Explore the area’s flora, wildlife and spectacular desert scenery with more than 130 miles of hiking and mountain biking trails. Photo by Bob Wick @mypubliclands

In the past half a year or so my confidence about myself has really grown

Not my confidence in general, but my confidence that maybe one day I’ll have a chance to have a career in Science.

See for years now I’ve been having lingering doubts about whether I’m smart enough, quick on my feet, etc to succeed in Science. These doubts didn’t come from nowhere. My 2 most recent jobs in the science field I was fired from. One lab job was at a production lab and because I couldn’t keep up with the pace they required, they abruptly fired me. The lab dealt with hot boiling solutions of acids and I was justifiably cautious, but that wasn’t enough. After that I worked in another production lab. I worked for this one for 3 months, and eventually after I asked for more help being trained on the instruments they decided that they were going to replace me with someone who knew that instrument in more detail than me, even though being an expert on that instrument wasn’t in the job description, and aside from the instrument part of the job I was doing everything else well.

Even though I felt I was unjustifiably fired from these jobs, they still felt like a black mark against my credibilty. This has been hanging over me for the past 4 years (the last time I held these jobs)

But things have changed in the past few months. In May I got an internship at a wildlife conservancy and land management association. And this week I got a part time Chemistry Laboratory Safety Assistant job at my university.

These little jobs might seem small, but its done wonders for my self worth. It hasn’t been until now that I’ve really gotten over my dismissals from these jobs, and felt I was capable of doing science.

Anyways. I hope the future is filled with more and more science opportunities like this. :)


Solo Summer Road Trip | Babes Ride Out East Coast
5 Places to Stop from New Jersey to Catskills 

Rule # 1 for planning a solo road trip? Know all your stops… and if you plan on roaming around the green fields of New England or anywhere on the East Coast, you’re in for a real treat! 

From eerie roads with a paranormal past to delicious hole-in-the-wall diners, the route from New Jersey to Catskills is full of hidden gems. Jersey native and Babes Ride Out East Coast manager, Kelly McCaughey is one of the raddest girls we’ve met from the event, and for good reason. This dog loving, Sk8-Hi wearing, dirt bike ripper can name off any and all the best secret excursions to stop and enjoy while you’re making the trek down to Catskills. While Kelly was working her magic at BRO EC 2, we were able to pull away this busy-bee to fill us in on the best stops to make for anyone looking to plan a solo road trip on the East Coast.

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“ … Staff at the US Department of Agriculture (USDA) have been told to avoid using the term climate change in their work, with the officials instructed to reference “weather extremes” instead. A series of emails obtained by the Guardian between staff at the Natural Resources Conservation Service (NRCS), a USDA unit that oversees farmers’ land conservation, show that the incoming Trump administration has had a stark impact on the language used by some federal employees around climate change. … ”




Happy birthday to President Theodore Roosevelt! As President, Roosevelt established 150 national forests, 51 federal bird reserves, four national game preserves, five national parks and 18 national monuments on over 230 million acres of public land. His words and actions were a massive contribution to the conservation movement and solidified his legacy as a champion of public lands. Photo of Theodore Roosevelt at Yellowstone National Park courtesy of the Library of Congress. Photo of Theodore Roosevelt National Park by Gary Anderson, National Park Service. Photo of President Roosevelt and John Muir at Yosemite National Park from Yosemite National Park’s archives.  


This screened last night in Pinedale thanks to Wyoming Backcountry Horsemen. It is such a great documentary and so worthy of your time, even if you aren’t a horse person. Instead, it is a love story about wild things and wild places and the need to appropriately protect both.

Lately, thanks in part to the Bundys and their ilk, western “cowboy” culture gets automatically thought of as anti-conservation and anti-public lands. And that is unfair. The truth is that management of public lands, including wild horses is complicated. This film doesn’t give answers, but it might help you pose better questions, no matter which side of the fence you are currently on.

It’s on Netflix, so go watch it!


Chapter One
Ivar Ragnarsson X Reader
Hvitserk Ragnarsson X Reader

You’re a Northumbrian girl with ancestors that were vikings. You’d learnt Norse as you learnt English, but told to keep it a secret. Your parents loved the Norse side of your family from your father and taught you the gods they believed in. You didn’t believe in the Christian God and never lost your Viking Gods. Meaning that you had to pretend to not be that religious. But being un-religious made you the weird one of your town. People would stare at you in almost disbelief. They couldn’t understand how a ‘Christian’ child could be so sacrilegious. Well, you were supposed to be a Christian child but realistically it was just so your family weren’t ridiculed.

Northumbria on the whole was boring for a woman. You hated everyone in your town and your family weren’t around either so it was so boring. At the age of seventeen you didn’t really see any opportunities for yourself and you longed to be a Viking. To be a shield maiden was your ultimate goal, but you had to escape the more conservative land of England first. You also didn’t want to go with anyone because they’d stop you from going. But your plan didn’t really get into action because the Norsemen reached you first.

They burst into the church where you were at the back, laying down on one of the benches because you didn’t care for stories from the Bible. When you heard the Norsemen speaking, it was like a calling from Odin. He was willing you to speak with them. There were old men, a few Middle Aged ones and women. Then one young man who had blue eyes.

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Trump administration working toward renewed drilling in Arctic National Wildlife Refuge
A draft rule would remove obstacles that have blocked exploration for decades in this vast Alaska wilderness.

The Trump administration is quietly moving to allow energy exploration in the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge for the first time in more than 30 years, according to documents obtained by The Washington Post, with a draft rule that would lay the groundwork for drilling.

Congress has sole authority to determine whether oil and gas drilling can take place within the refuge’s 19.6 million acres. But seismic studies represent a necessary first step, and Interior Department officials are modifying a 1980s regulation to permit them.

The effort represents a twist in a political fight that has raged for decades. The remote and vast habitat, which serves as the main calving ground for one of North America’s last large caribou herds and a stop for migrating birds from six continents, has served as a rallying cry for environmentalists and some of Alaska’s native tribes. But state politicians and many Republicans in Washington have pressed to extract the billions of barrels of oil lying beneath the refuge’s coastal plain…

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Ah, conservative America. A land where my work is open on holidays and weekends but urgent care isn't and my insurance doesn't cover the emergency room, so today I'm going to work with a broken toe, where I'll have to stand for 5 hours. Have to go to afford rent, and can't get a doctor's excuse because they're closed. Even though my toe is obviously broken. At least my manager cleared with her boss for me to wear a sandal, which is already fucking up my back with different leg lengths.