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![[12.27.19 excerpt] Touchstone / The Important Places. May you always remember the path that leads you back he said. The arms of the oak that hold you high, the cave behind the waterfall. later that poem came back to me, or me to it, and we traveled back through layers of time, following the winter green waters of the Colorado, weaving threads of that poem and our shared experiences into a film, another chapter in an ever unfolding story. Today, the lines and currents of that poem and the journey with dad still swirl and pull at my center, orienting me back towards the canyons and mountains, the branches and caves, and the place where I was raised, the back of beyond.
It’s been a couple years now since mom and dad and I crawled through thick briars on a grey December day and found the trees and together sketched the first beginnings of a treehouse design. A year and a week since Donny and Tabor and I put the roof on, watching the moon rise and set, tacking the last of the sheathing on as the first light eased from a darkest blue in the east and the coyotes laughed down on us from the ridge.
The eventual result in a physical form has been the construction of a treehouse, sketched and hammered, sweated and bled, laughed and cried over, ever evolving in vision and form, but rooted in its essence as a physical touchstone for family, in blood and heart. Beyond the physical forms lie a host of memories, mistakes, celebrations, connections, lessons, ideas, dreams, and relationships swirled and swirling together in a continuing evolution.
Last night, in a rare moment sitting alone under silver winter branches i watched Orion’s bow tilt slowly, pointing the way. the way back. In that moment, however briefly, everything balanced, the wandering and the seeking, the struggle and the angst, and I felt the full up with gratitude and love for the family and friends who - each in their own way - have marked a path back to the important places, lending lungs and laughter to breathe life into a spark of a dream, a home fire burning, a touchstone for returning.](http://scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-15/sh0.08/e35/c0.179.1440.1440a/s640x640/83363979_604404023710598_3463262445288395871_n.jpg?_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com&_nc_cat=102&_nc_ohc=r-48D7OVpckAX9-4aG0&oh=09d780d52d5d5cc06723be50e4588e34&oe=5EC5F22B "[12.27.19 excerpt] Touchstone / The Important Places. May you always remember the path that leads you back he said. The arms of the oak that hold you high, the cave behind the waterfall. later that poem came back to me, or me to it, and we traveled back through layers of time, following the winter green waters of the Colorado, weaving threads of that poem and our shared experiences into a film, another chapter in an ever unfolding story. Today, the lines and currents of that poem and the journey with dad still swirl and pull at my center, orienting me back towards the canyons and mountains, the branches and caves, and the place where I was raised, the back of beyond.
It’s been a couple years now since mom and dad and I crawled through thick briars on a grey December day and found the trees and together sketched the first beginnings of a treehouse design. A year and a week since Donny and Tabor and I put the roof on, watching the moon rise and set, tacking the last of the sheathing on as the first light eased from a darkest blue in the east and the coyotes laughed down on us from the ridge.
The eventual result in a physical form has been the construction of a treehouse, sketched and hammered, sweated and bled, laughed and cried over, ever evolving in vision and form, but rooted in its essence as a physical touchstone for family, in blood and heart. Beyond the physical forms lie a host of memories, mistakes, celebrations, connections, lessons, ideas, dreams, and relationships swirled and swirling together in a continuing evolution.
Last night, in a rare moment sitting alone under silver winter branches i watched Orion’s bow tilt slowly, pointing the way. the way back. In that moment, however briefly, everything balanced, the wandering and the seeking, the struggle and the angst, and I felt the full up with gratitude and love for the family and friends who - each in their own way - have marked a path back to the important places, lending lungs and laughter to breathe life into a spark of a dream, a home fire burning, a touchstone for returning.")
![Excerpt and outtakes from recent article for @Patagonia with @laura.yale about what it takes to sustain a conservation movement to protect a mountain, a community and the headwaters of the Colorado across 40 years [hint it involves having fun]
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“The longest running mine fight in North America has been a hell of roller-coaster for those involved since the beginning. People like Sue Navy, High Country Conservation Advocates , Sandy Shea and Glo, Margot, Jim, John and so many others can serve as role models to all of us for their long-term dedication to the headwaters of the Colorado and the greater good of this community. Everything flows downstream
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A younger generation here has helped carry the torch, Julie Nania Brett Henderson Alli Melton and so many others have joined in community to keep Red Lady mine free. This mountain has bonded multiple generations and many who would otherwise see themselves on opposite sides of the aisle. As Julie says, “Maybe us ‘raising awareness’ for Red Lady is actually her raising our awareness.”
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There’s still a lot of work to do locally, but for the first time since molybdenum was discovered here, the community is in good faith talks with the mining company who holds the rights, and everyone is working toward a mutually benificial solution.
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Raul M. Grijalva and Senator Tom Udall are putting efforts to reform the antiquated 1872 Mining Law that has changed very little since it was written to “encourage mineral development in order to settle the west.” Under the current interpretation of this law, our government can not say no to a mine, and mining claims take precedence over all other public land uses including clean drinking water, hunting, ranching and recreation.
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And, fun fact! Patagonia is matching donations to High Country Conservation Advocates through the month of December. It is a small organization with huge impact, and has been leading the charge to keep Red Lady mine free for almost half a century. A little donation will go a long way.” [Link in profile to donate]](http://scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-15/e35/c145.0.422.422a/80360456_741382473049180_5712823258485057729_n.jpg?_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com&_nc_cat=104&_nc_ohc=uqxFZ6mZqtEAX8Sgkrr&oh=999db94c62500bee1b138bd422a2f62a&oe=5EE89B88 "Excerpt and outtakes from recent article for @Patagonia with @laura.yale about what it takes to sustain a conservation movement to protect a mountain, a community and the headwaters of the Colorado across 40 years [hint it involves having fun]
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“The longest running mine fight in North America has been a hell of roller-coaster for those involved since the beginning. People like Sue Navy, High Country Conservation Advocates , Sandy Shea and Glo, Margot, Jim, John and so many others can serve as role models to all of us for their long-term dedication to the headwaters of the Colorado and the greater good of this community. Everything flows downstream
•
A younger generation here has helped carry the torch, Julie Nania Brett Henderson Alli Melton and so many others have joined in community to keep Red Lady mine free. This mountain has bonded multiple generations and many who would otherwise see themselves on opposite sides of the aisle. As Julie says, “Maybe us ‘raising awareness’ for Red Lady is actually her raising our awareness.”
•
There’s still a lot of work to do locally, but for the first time since molybdenum was discovered here, the community is in good faith talks with the mining company who holds the rights, and everyone is working toward a mutually benificial solution.
•
Raul M. Grijalva and Senator Tom Udall are putting efforts to reform the antiquated 1872 Mining Law that has changed very little since it was written to “encourage mineral development in order to settle the west.” Under the current interpretation of this law, our government can not say no to a mine, and mining claims take precedence over all other public land uses including clean drinking water, hunting, ranching and recreation.
•
And, fun fact! Patagonia is matching donations to High Country Conservation Advocates through the month of December. It is a small organization with huge impact, and has been leading the charge to keep Red Lady mine free for almost half a century. A little donation will go a long way.” [Link in profile to donate]")
![Quite a treat to get to gather with local legends and river rats here in Asheville this past weekend for the opening of the Whitewater Museum.
Dad shared his slides and stories of building their own boats and exploring first descents on now classic rivers in the Southeast, Hollywood stunts that they filmed on the set of Deliverance as whitewater advisors, Alaskan adventures, and mischief and inappropriate jokes a’plenty.
Through the evening, it was the stories that spoke to the passion and foresight of the early boating community to steward the rivers they loved that really struck me.
Dad wrote a thoughtful article in the latest @americanwhitewater publication recounting Jimmy Carter’s introduction to the Chattooga, and the ripple effect that trip had over the next five decades, as Jimmy returned to the Chattooga numerous times, eventually designating it as the first Wild and Scenic River in the southeast. Over the course of his political career, Jimmy went on to expand Wild and Scenic protections to thousands of miles of rivers across our country; including the rivers my family grew up on and still return to frequently, ribbons in time that connect us to the land and one another.
Dad also shared stories about their 430 mile trip down the Noatak in 1978, and his testimony in front of the House Subcommittee on Alaskan Lands which played a small part in the eventual bipartisan push to protect over 100 million acres of land, including what is now the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge.
Ultimately Dad’s stories left me feeling motivated to take actions, however small, to share my appreciation and love for wild spaces with those around me, and to continue speaking up for landscapes whose voices, powerful as they may be, do not reach to the fluorescent halls and paneled offices of the buildings where their fates are so often signed and sealed. [photo captions continued in comments]](http://scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-15/e35/c148.0.603.603a/73049562_520382635181827_7974835741372441856_n.jpg?_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com&_nc_cat=107&_nc_ohc=2EJqYV2D_oQAX8aYcaU&oh=315f3ffb41f52dfe4745b511eb62f87a&oe=5EFE4F83 "Quite a treat to get to gather with local legends and river rats here in Asheville this past weekend for the opening of the Whitewater Museum.
Dad shared his slides and stories of building their own boats and exploring first descents on now classic rivers in the Southeast, Hollywood stunts that they filmed on the set of Deliverance as whitewater advisors, Alaskan adventures, and mischief and inappropriate jokes a’plenty.
Through the evening, it was the stories that spoke to the passion and foresight of the early boating community to steward the rivers they loved that really struck me.
Dad wrote a thoughtful article in the latest @americanwhitewater publication recounting Jimmy Carter’s introduction to the Chattooga, and the ripple effect that trip had over the next five decades, as Jimmy returned to the Chattooga numerous times, eventually designating it as the first Wild and Scenic River in the southeast. Over the course of his political career, Jimmy went on to expand Wild and Scenic protections to thousands of miles of rivers across our country; including the rivers my family grew up on and still return to frequently, ribbons in time that connect us to the land and one another.
Dad also shared stories about their 430 mile trip down the Noatak in 1978, and his testimony in front of the House Subcommittee on Alaskan Lands which played a small part in the eventual bipartisan push to protect over 100 million acres of land, including what is now the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge.
Ultimately Dad’s stories left me feeling motivated to take actions, however small, to share my appreciation and love for wild spaces with those around me, and to continue speaking up for landscapes whose voices, powerful as they may be, do not reach to the fluorescent halls and paneled offices of the buildings where their fates are so often signed and sealed. [photo captions continued in comments]")
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