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.
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.
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
Red Rock Canyon National Conservation Area is a stunning desert landscape in Nevada. The grey limestone of the La Madre Peaks contrasts beautifully with the red sandstone in Rainbow Mountains. About the area, photographer Bob Wick says: “It’s amazing to be in a wilderness setting looking at the Las Vegas Strip just 10 miles away as the crow flies.” Photo by Bob Wick, Bureau of Land Management ( @mypubliclands ).
Theodore Roosevelt National Park in North Dakota honors President Theodore Roosevelt’s conservation legacy. Visitors can see Roosevelt’s Elkhorn Ranch Site, where he spent the bulk of his time and where many of his conservation ideas grew. In the spirit of Roosevelt’s outdoorsy nature, the park also offers plenty of opportunities to explore through hiking, kayaking, biking, camping and more. Sunset shot of Painted Canyon Overlook courtesy of Robert Gjestvang.
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.
Red Rock Canyon National Conservation Area in Nevada – only 17 miles from the Las Vegas Strip – entices visitors with a 13-mile scenic drive, miles of hiking trails, rock climbing, mountain biking and more. With so many recreational opportunities, there’s something for everyone. After a few straight days of rain and dark clouds, the skies cleared to create this serene sunrise over the area’s unique desert landscape. Photo courtesy of Josh Packer.
To me, this is the saddest stories of the week, because it tells me that our national values are so degraded that we will allow hunters to kill baby grizzly bears and wolf puppies in their dens. With their mother, of course. What kind of a fucking society allows that? Apparently, one ruled by Republicans.
Do i believe that Alaska will implement fair, value-based regulations? I’ll answer that thus: Sarah Palin was your governor. She bragged about flying in an airplane and killing wolves from the air with high tech weapons. So don’t give me lying shit about fair regulations.
The 52-to-47 vote, which was almost entirely along party lines, represented the latest instance of Republicans using a powerful legislative tool — the Congressional Review Act — to eliminate regulations that President Barack Obama’s administration finalized before he left office in January. Independent Sen. Angus King (Maine) joined Republicans in backing the measure, and the measure needs only President Trump’s signature to become law.
During a sometimes-emotional debate Tuesday, Republicans and Democrats sparred over how best to define sportsmanship as well as state sovereignty.
Sen. Lisa Murkowski (R-Alaska) noted that the issue of managing wildlife “is something in Alaska that we take very, very seriously.” Recalling how she watched her grandparents and parents lobby for Alaska to become a state, she added, “It was all about fish, it was all about salmon. That’s one of the reasons we fought for statehood.”
But Sen. Martin Heinrich (D-N.M.), who spoke just before Murkowski, said the idea of allowing the killing of mother bears and cubs as well as denning wolves and pups would be putting “the federal stamp of approval on methods of take that the public views as unethical.” “I don’t think that’s standing up for hunters,” he said. “I fear that it is endangering something that is critical to our culture and a way of life.”
being broke sucks shit. Tobias had spent the last week or two with practically no money to his name, trying to live off the land to conserve his money for medicine and clothes. Picking berries he was 90% sure weren’t poisonous.
He noticed the plants get stranger. Plants he’d seen before he was sure of it, but seemed so alien for some reason, it wasn’t until he spotted the witch that he realised exactly where he was.
That witch… Jesus it had been a while. What was his name again? Kenneth? They escaped from Spade’s fortress together but never really exchanged names or maybe they did? Memory had never been his strong suit…
Maybe it was okay to approach him? Or would his presents only bring back painful memories of sadistic torture? Suppose only really one way to find out.
Yesterday, I had fun on Tumblr selecting the better photos I took yesterday in the Anza Borrego Desert. This was one I didn’t post yesterday, but which attracts my eyes today because it’s peaceful and happy.
I can’t post much in the way of climate or environmental stuff, or any more stuff about trump and his evil cabal or the republicans, because I just don’t want to deal with them anymore today. So sorry for my lack of a lot of info and interesting posts, but I can’t wrap anything, head or arms, around the swirls of evil today.
What made today particularly bad was the discussion during a board meeting of one of the boards I’m on that conserves desert lands or tries to educate visitors to the desert. The discussion of the effects of the cuts on the National Park Service, and how those cuts are disrupting the lives of real people, aka rangers and naturalists, was disturbing. These are people who care about the land and care about all of us visiting the land, but the politicians in DC don’t care. They’re putting on the best faces they can muster, under the circumstances, and I respect them for that.
Caravell has a lush landscape, from wild, storm-lashed coastlines to green, rolling hills, from fields of wildflowers to exquisite palace architecture; this is the land they describe in fairy tales. The people of this land are conservative and old-fashioned but they are not without their charm. The coat of arms of Caravell is a silver horse on a sky-blue field, and their words are “Whatever You Wish For.”
Not long after taking the crown, King Charming VI, son of King Dashing XIII and Queen Marie, married the love of his life, a lady of the people he met at a royal ball, Queen Cinderella, daughter of Charles and Emmeline. They both lost their mothers to illnesses at a young age. Cinderella’s father had remarried a wicked woman with two daughters of her own, and King Dashing was delighted to welcome Cinderella into his home and acted as a father to her in the brief time they knew each other. As he was dying, King Dashing passed onto his son and daughter-in-law the notion that they are better together than they could ever be apart, and this inspired the idea of uniting the Nine Kingdoms. They intended to join hands with the royal families of their sister kingdoms, Dorwood and Fairedge, and grow from there, but were surprised when the royal family of Fairedge resisted. Nonetheless, when King Adam and Queen Belle of Rosencourt were able to find a balance with Queen Aurora and Prince Phillip years later, King Charming and Queen Cinderella didn’t bat an eye before bending the knee. They have always been protective of their son, Prince Dashing XIV, and have therefore always been extremely supportive of the Isle of the Lost, but in the interest of maintaining the balance that has been struck in Auradon, quickly agreed to send Dashing to the summit.
Dashing XIV is a handsome and charismatic young man, although he did not escape the streak of narcissism that runs in the royal family of Caravell. His mother instilled in him a belief that anything is possible but this notion may have been corrupted ever so slightly by the paternal side of the family. Dashing tends to think not only that anything he wishes can happen to him but also that it should happen to him. He was a troublemaker as a child, always throwing the blame and never taking responsibility, and these traits have followed him into adulthood. At Rosencourt, Dashing finds himself frequently at odds with King Beau. He becomes wrapped up in Princess Lilith’s ambition to become High Queen of Auradon but is conflicted between his own desire to become High King and his desire for Lilith herself.
Covering 68,000 acres and extending along 35 miles of coastline in California, King Range National Conservation Area preserves the dramatic meeting of the land and the sea. This remote region is known as California’s Lost Coast and is only accessed by a few back roads. But it’s worth the effort! The Douglas-fir peaks attract hikers, campers and mushroom collectors, while the coast beckons to surfers, anglers, beachcombers and abalone divers. Photos by mypubliclands.