The Wyoming Experience

I'll start from the beginning:

Saturday was a good day but the night of sleep before was terrible, we should have at least had a heads up that it was going to be really quiet so that we could have had the sound of a fan to help us to sleep. I loved the hike, I just wished it was more intense to get me going. But everything else was excellent.

Tetons Mountains

Sunday, the research practice was very helpful; I don’t think we should have gone walking just to see the trail cameras and where they were. It was good that they explained it to us though so that we wouldn't be lost on what it is. I thought the career options discussion was a good idea because it made me change my mind on what I want to major in college and think about getting an internship.

Sunset Over the Tetons

Monday, I felt good that day because I knew what I was supposed to do thanks to carefully explained instructions- I also found my first nest on my birthday. The terrain was not difficult at all; I was hoping to get tougher terrain. I enjoyed the winged migration video because it gave me an idea of other species in the world and local and what they go through to survive and we as regular people just see them as birds that have no sense of what they are doing.

Phelps Lake

Tuesday, the bird banding that day was so cool even though I didn't get to let one go. It was still interesting to see. The field research at JACK was what I wanted to go through in terms of challenging my body. I found two new nests that day and other nests that were already pinned or of different species that we were not studying. I enjoyed the career day- it made me more interested into wanting to find a career in science and be more aware of what is needed for the environment to grow healthy.

Sunshine Over the Tetons

Wednesday, the field research at Rafter J was exactly what I wanted with tough terrain and hard nests to find. I found two YWAR’s (yellow warbler's) nests with eggs inside but only one was marked. The Laurence S. Rockefeller Preserve was one of the most inspirational trips I've been to. It really spoke to me in a way which can’t be understood just by blindly going through each display. I loved the shops in Jackson Hole except the high prices- I got ripped off for a belt buckle but it was all good.

View of Wyoming from Vogel Butte

Thursday, the trail building that day was great- I really needed to do some hard labor. The barbecue was pretty good, I met a lot of new people from around the world and other parts of the U.S. (plus I had fans that wanted to take pictures with me). I loved the star gazing. It made me feel at peace, I saw and recognized a few constellations, planets, satellites, and shooting stars. I heard many things at night that I would never here in L.A. such as wolves, owls, and the wind blowing through the woods. I wish I could see this every day, now I definitely want to come back to Wyoming.  

Hard Days Work of Trail Building

Friday, the hike was long, tough, and exhilarating; I was hoping to see bears, moose, or deer but there was no luck. I didn’t get as tired as I expected. I also saw hail for the first time. The view of the landscapes on the hike were amazing.

Phelps Lake

 Saturday, I felt dead in the morning and all day during the research; maybe, if we didn’t have to get up so early because the research was done on campus and not far away. But at least we got the rest of the day off to relax. Now I want to learn how to track smell. It is also a good thing that Benj explained the research project to us right now to find out what we are going to do. But today we saw a deer and it didn't even move  when we passed by it.

Dancing in the Rain

- Photos and Blog by Romario

Phelps Lake

On Friday, we took our recreational day with a hike back at the Rockefeller Preserve (where we had perused the visitor center on Wednesday) around Phelps Lake. The day began with a 7:30 breakfast, a relative treat in the midst of a week of 5:00 alarms and dining before dawn. We then headed out for the preserve, where we hiked, greeted midway by a refreshing mid-morning drizzle, until the lake moved into our fields of vision. Phelps Lake was unlike anything I had ever seen before - the antithesis to the familiar Los Angeles River, the water seemed to be perfectly clear, reflecting the turquoise sky without a single imperfection. The day had cleared up at this point, and the waters off in the distance seemed to sparkle when hit by the sunlight.

A view of rock bottom

 We then proceeded to circle the entire lake, taking in different angles of it and hearing tantalizing stories of a nearby bear from the people who crossed our path. Although we never did encounter the elusive bear, we spent time simply appreciating the sights, from a small collection of rocks to sit on near the water's edge where we sketched and journaled to the jumping rock that allowed us to overlook the entirety of the area surrounding the lake. 

The cast of Rocky

We retreated back to Kelly Campus after looping around the area for seven miles; there we were treated to a hailstorm that, while stunning, drew our day to an early close.

- Suna

                                                                                                                                                  

Sights & Sounds

Another blog to come shortly but until then here are some images of the group and our surroundings the last few days. We also have a map of yesterday's hike around Phelps Lake in the Laurance S. Rockefeller Preserve- click here to see it. Cheers.

Bison grazing on the side of the road near our school

Trail maintenance
Left to right: Josh, Romario, Kenney, Sunah, Eleanore

Nearing the end of our hike around Phelps Lake

Data entry after a long day in the field
Right to left: Kenney, Charles, Eleanore, Josh

Stargazing

Yesterday I dawned in a melancholy dispostion as the London 2012 Olympics were that night and I had only fallacious hope of seeing the opening ceremony. While stargazing the previous night, I was struck by a bout of homesickness which also led to my doleful mood. While staring at the azure firmament, handfuls of sattellites tore through the sky and after seeing a picture of my sister on facebook I broke into sobs. It's funny how at the airport we were just an aggregation of students but as I was weeping I felt completely supported.

So as Olympic day progessed, an inner maelstrom brewed inside me. Phelp's lake was obviously scenic with vermillion and amythyst wildflowers protruding out of sable soil next to green trees but I didn't appreciate it as much as I should have. But after coming back to the campus and seeing Kate Middleton's outfit I was relieved. Then, I was handed an un-birthday card with Will and Kate beaming up at me, and I felt close to ecstatic. Finally the cosmos erupted again with guilded stabs of sunlight piercing the clouds and illuminating the Grand Tetons like stained glass. Abruptly raindrops as indurate as diamonds crashed to the earth and the whole team dashed outside with our arms spread apart, all incandescently happy.

-Kirsten

Charles and Kirsten

Phelps Lake (view of Death Canyon)

Thunderstorms- to be continued...

Heavy rain and lightening cut our programs short tonight which also means we didn't have an opportunity to blog about today's activities. We hope to post a couple different times tomorrow so make sure to check back! Until then, here are a couple pictures from the last two days.

The team celebrating our arrival at the summit to embark on
an afternoon of  trailblazing and stewardship

A gorgeous rainbow shining through our camp earlier this evening

Stewardship

"Stewardship is service to the community, both people and the environment, for both the present and the future."
                                                                                                       -Suna, Sally, Eleanore

Following the definitions of stewardship that we formed, the team set out for the Vogel Hill this morning to contribute what we can to this beautiful place called Wyoming. After hiking up the hill, indulging ourselves in the absolute beauty of the Sleeping Indian and the Tetons in the distance, we reached our final destination where we decided to leave our own little trace.

Together, we built a trail approximately 125 yards long. With our pick-axes, shovels, and rakes, we lined up and got to work, ambitiously weeding the tufts of plants and smoothing out the path for the many feet, hooves, paws, and claws that will step the trail.

Though it might take a simple one minute to walk along this path, it took us two hours under the scorching sun to finish it. As our bodies gradually became covered in dirt and sweat, we never lost our smiles and pride that we received from the satisfaction of rooting each and every weed in our path. 

Upon completion, the crew took a walk down the newborn road, an experience way more exhilarating than skipping down a red carpet. After finally realizing the back-breaking labor behind a simple trail, we also discovered the incredible feeling of accomplishment that comes with stewardship.

On this very day, our stewardship wasn't just a contribution to today's society that will walk down the trail, nor to the animals that will now have safer homes. It was also a gift to the future generations that will be able to join hands with nature and become one with the pristine environment. Just as Laurance S. Rockefeller had desired, our stewardship today will help people to step away from modern life, its complexities, and its pressures to undergo a spiritual and physical renewal.

It is doubtful that generations far in the future will know and appreciate that ten teenagers created the short yet endless portion of the Vogel Hill path.  However, as we all learned today, stewardship isn't taking joy from what we get- it's from what we give.

-Sally Na

The crew chopping, picking, shoveling, and raking away

                                                  

Wild Inspiration

Ansel Adams

On this day, a visit to the Laurence S. Rockefeller Preserve was paid and in this great testament to natural conservation, a simple circular room with light filtering in through earthly glass exists for the sole intention of exposing visitors to the breathtaking sounds of the wild, beautiful world. From howls in the night to birds fluttering across the land to tempestuous turmoil in the heavens.

I sat in this room for what felt like eons, reveling in the outdoor medley and considered how our priorities have been inexplicably rearranged, we as human beings are confused: we delegate all of our time to furthering the life we were born to, pursuing run-of-the-mill human expectations, whilst the areas of our origins are only passing thoughts in the recesses of our consciousness, damned to be fleeting experiences that are seldom truly valued.

"Nature quiets the mind by engaging with an intelligence larger than our own." -Terry Tempest Williams

From Nature, all people should take away the majesty of the expanse, the serenity of that which soothes the mind, and quells the thoughts; she which speaks volumes without ever saying a word. We as human beings have forsaken our beginnings in order to bring about our end; the great Earth encompasses the things to suit every mans need, not every mans greed as the exalted Mohandas Gandhi crucially divulged. Therefore, let it be understood that human aspirations should not be the current stance of wealth and grandeur but rather a desire to emulate the actions of our sentient animal brethren in their pursuit of equilibrium.

All life is intertwined.


                                                                                             -Charles Miin