It's National Cowboy Poetry Week.
Related: a review of Poems That Make Grown Men Cry. As a predominately British collection, it probably omits Robinson Jeffers' "The House Dog's Grave."
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April 23, 2014
Getting More Water — by Magic?
about further planning by Front Range cities to get more water out of the Colorado — the already over-allocated Colorado River.
The graphic is helpful in explaining that much of the water used from Colorado Springs north to the Wyoming border is "transmountain" water.
Note that Denver is outside the gray area—the upper Colorado River watershed.
I still meet people from Colorado Springs who think that their water comes from the snow on Pike's Peak. For the Denver-plex, would that be the snow on Mount Evans?
Reading that piece, I can't help but think that a magic wand is being waved. The Front Range cities still think that there will be more water available when they want it . . . somehow.
The graphic is helpful in explaining that much of the water used from Colorado Springs north to the Wyoming border is "transmountain" water.
Note that Denver is outside the gray area—the upper Colorado River watershed.
I still meet people from Colorado Springs who think that their water comes from the snow on Pike's Peak. For the Denver-plex, would that be the snow on Mount Evans?
Reading that piece, I can't help but think that a magic wand is being waved. The Front Range cities still think that there will be more water available when they want it . . . somehow.
April 22, 2014
Fire Fungus after the Black Forest Fire
Wandering through the burnt woods around their school, students at the School in the Woods in Black Forest, northeast of Colorado Springs, discover a "fire fungus" never before seen in Colorado.
Experts identified it as the rare Neottiella hetieri, a fire fungus that has been found only twice before in the entire country and never in our state.Video at the link from KKTV, Colorado Springs.
April 21, 2014
7 Uses for a Tampon beyond the Customary
Number seven will surprise you — why the fascination with blowguns among outdoor survival types?
April 20, 2014
100 Years Ago Today: The Ludlow Massacre and its Aftermath.
Funeral procession of miners' leader, Louis Tikas, in Trinidad, April 27, 1914 (Denver Public Library) |
Today is the hundredth anniversary of the actual Ludlow Massacre, but the ambushes, gunfights, dynamitings, etc. started beforehand and continued for about ten days afterwards.
From the accounts that I have read, the spokesman for the striking miners at Ludlow, Louis Tikas, was himself killed by Colorado National Guardsmen, no doubt "while trying to escape." He was born Ilias Anastasios Spantidakis in Crete.
Louis Tikas |
I always heard—and this may just be urban legend—that the legacy of Ludlow is why there are no infantry units in the Colorado National Guard. I don't necessarily accept that as fact, but it is interesting as folklore.
Colorado Life magazine has a good article in their March/April 2014 issue, which can be ordered here.
Here is one summary from the official Ludlow Centennial website:
At the height of this conflict, on the morning of April 20, 1914, a skirmish broke out between striking miners and the Colorado State militia. This event, labeled the Ludlow Massacre, ended with the deaths of over 20 people, which included a guardsman, miners, and their wives and children. The death of children at the Ludlow Tent Colony thrust the Coalfield War into the media spotlight, with national scrutiny focused on the Rockefellers, who were majority shareholders in [the Pueblo steel mill and its mines] CF & I [Colorado Fuel & Iron]. In the aftermath of this tragedy, the Rockefellers and CF & I developed an employee representation plan that transformed industrial worker-company relations.Stop by some time — Exit 27 from Interstate 25 north of Trinidad — and walk the ground.
But the fact is, even in Pueblo, not to mention the Denver-plex, 4/20 means something else these days.
April 19, 2014
The "Children of Ludlow"
One of my colleagues from the university recently referred to the students as "children of Ludlow, " claiming by analogy that they were being "massacred" by CSU system budget cuts.
It might not be the best analogy, though, if the reader has to look up the source that is unfamiliar. And I bet that 95 percent of Coloradans overall could not tell you what happened on April 20th, one hundred years ago.
The term "children of Ludlow" has a difference resonance for me.
For several years, a colleague in the History Dept. tapped me to be a judge on National History Day. Competing in different age classes, students from local schools might create posters-based exhibits, build dioramas, etc., and then they had to talk about them briefly to us judges as we came around. To quote the website, "NHD inspires children through exciting competitions and transforms teaching through project-based curriculum and instruction."
Imagine my surprise when I came across a sort of poster-triptych about the Ludlow Massacre, created by three middle-school boys. Something local, not another Martin Luther King, Jr., or other high-profile subject!
In talking with them, I asked if they had visited the site. It was only an hour-plus drive away but they would have needed a parent or someone to take them, being too young to drive themselves.
No, they had not. Learning the difference between primary and secondary sources was part of the project, so I said, "Look, the place is a primary source. You walk around on it and you see where things were — the tents, the machine gun, the railroad tracks where the engineer tried to move the freight train between the gunners and the camp . . . "
They looked at me like little birds. Maybe going there never occurred to them; maybe they felt unable to ask someone older for a ride, I don't know. Sometimes teaching in Pueblo was like teaching at the bottom of a well and wondering who would climb up and out.
It might not be the best analogy, though, if the reader has to look up the source that is unfamiliar. And I bet that 95 percent of Coloradans overall could not tell you what happened on April 20th, one hundred years ago.
The term "children of Ludlow" has a difference resonance for me.
For several years, a colleague in the History Dept. tapped me to be a judge on National History Day. Competing in different age classes, students from local schools might create posters-based exhibits, build dioramas, etc., and then they had to talk about them briefly to us judges as we came around. To quote the website, "NHD inspires children through exciting competitions and transforms teaching through project-based curriculum and instruction."
Imagine my surprise when I came across a sort of poster-triptych about the Ludlow Massacre, created by three middle-school boys. Something local, not another Martin Luther King, Jr., or other high-profile subject!
In talking with them, I asked if they had visited the site. It was only an hour-plus drive away but they would have needed a parent or someone to take them, being too young to drive themselves.
No, they had not. Learning the difference between primary and secondary sources was part of the project, so I said, "Look, the place is a primary source. You walk around on it and you see where things were — the tents, the machine gun, the railroad tracks where the engineer tried to move the freight train between the gunners and the camp . . . "
They looked at me like little birds. Maybe going there never occurred to them; maybe they felt unable to ask someone older for a ride, I don't know. Sometimes teaching in Pueblo was like teaching at the bottom of a well and wondering who would climb up and out.
To Be Continued
April 18, 2014
Taking the Hitchhikers to Ludlow
Ludlow Massacre monument (Wikipedia) |
In my denim clothes and straw hat, I was feeling all southern-Colorado-native-ish, being about 20 years old and preoccupied with questions of authenticity and roots, even though — or because — for eight months a year I was also a student at a liberal arts college in Portland, Oregon. (The old pickup had Oregon plates, even while I carried a New Mexico driver's license.)
Then I saw them: two young guys hitchhiking on the south edge of Pueblo, and I figured to pick them up before some cop got after them for being on the interstate. They were from New Jersey, as I recall, going to Santa Fe — and I could get them closer.
We went down the road, talking about their journey West, etc., and to them I was just this guy from Taos with a faint northern-New Mexico accent (courtesy of the crew I was working with). And I decided that they should see Ludlow as part of their Western experience.
We took the lonely exit, bumped over the railroad tracks and past the United Mine Workers billboard over a little rise to the memorial: the statues, the picnic ground, the plaques.
I did not have to play history guide: the story is there.
And now my memory breaks down.
Did I make up some story to leave them out there on the prairie between Trinidad and Walsenburg?
The quickest way to Taos would have been US 160 west over La Veta Pass, then south. But to get there from Ludlow I would have had to drive back north to Walsenburg first.
And I have a memory of coming down the west side of La Veta Pass, getting panicky because the oil pressure light started flickering— worrying that the oil pump was failing (they rarely do). And driving south through San Luis and Questa, heart in mouth, not wanting to break down, only to learn later that it was merely the sending unit going bad that caused the warning light to flicker.
Or was the whole experience an example of road-hypnosis hallucination? I've had several of those over the years.
To be continued.
April 17, 2014
The Hummingbird's Gamble
On April 11th I mentioned on Facebook that the first broad-tailed hummingbird had arrived, and a friend a few miles north in similar habitat said that she had seen one too.
The bird flew up to the end of the veranda where the feeder hangs during the summer, circled, and left. I had some sugar water ready, got a feeder from the basement, filled it, and hung it up.
He did not come back that day.
It's a tradition that at least one snowstorm follows the males' arrival. I always tell M. that thousands of years of evolution must have prepared them for this possibility, that they settle into "torpor" and wait it out.
Sure enough, on the 13th we had cold rain and graupel turning into snow, with a foot of snow accumulating and temperatures down around 20° F (-7° C).
The sun came out on Monday, but the hummingbird did not. The feeder hangs there — I can see it from my desk —but no hummer has visited it.
Maybe our one early hummingbird kept on flying. Maybe he froze to death. I would like to know, but I never will. Was the early arrival worthwhile just to get a good breeding territory?
The bird flew up to the end of the veranda where the feeder hangs during the summer, circled, and left. I had some sugar water ready, got a feeder from the basement, filled it, and hung it up.
He did not come back that day.
It's a tradition that at least one snowstorm follows the males' arrival. I always tell M. that thousands of years of evolution must have prepared them for this possibility, that they settle into "torpor" and wait it out.
Sure enough, on the 13th we had cold rain and graupel turning into snow, with a foot of snow accumulating and temperatures down around 20° F (-7° C).
The sun came out on Monday, but the hummingbird did not. The feeder hangs there — I can see it from my desk —but no hummer has visited it.
Maybe our one early hummingbird kept on flying. Maybe he froze to death. I would like to know, but I never will. Was the early arrival worthwhile just to get a good breeding territory?
April 16, 2014
Why I Would Not Man the Barricades for Cliven Bundy
The stand-off over Nevada rancher Cliven Bundy's refusal to pay public-lands grazing fees has energized a lot of people who are starting to think that the federal government is oppressive.
Maybe so. You can count on federal law-enforcement to be clumsy and oppressive, and idea of a "First Amendment Zone" is ludicrous. The entire country is a "First Amendment Zone."
But still. This is an ongoing story that the anti-federal zealots have just recently discovered, but I think they picked the wrong poster boy.
Consider the timeline. It goes back for decades.
In my opinion, here we have a patriarchal Mormon who thinks that God gave the land to him to abuse however he chooses. Range management? Heck no! Habitat protection? Heck no! Paying the Animal Unit Month fees? Heck no!
Besides, this particular anti-federal government narrative just won't get traction, as compared to, say, NSA spying on your emails. Two reasons:
1. It involves agriculture, and 97 percent of the people in this country feel no emotional connection to agriculture.
2. It involves Nevada. What is Nevada to most Americans? Las Vegas and Area 51? They probably do not even know that there are ranches in Nevada, aside from those non-agricultural establishments with "ranch" as part of their name.
The Bureau of Land Management should have removed his cattle long ago for non-payment, but they have been politically cowed (pun intended) by people like Sen. Harry Reid (D-Nev.). As a former BLM contractor, I have seen how sensitive to the political winds that agency can be.
UPDATE: "Sorting Fact from Fiction on Chinese Solar in Nevada." Or, "Look at the map, people."
Maybe so. You can count on federal law-enforcement to be clumsy and oppressive, and idea of a "First Amendment Zone" is ludicrous. The entire country is a "First Amendment Zone."
But still. This is an ongoing story that the anti-federal zealots have just recently discovered, but I think they picked the wrong poster boy.
Consider the timeline. It goes back for decades.
In my opinion, here we have a patriarchal Mormon who thinks that God gave the land to him to abuse however he chooses. Range management? Heck no! Habitat protection? Heck no! Paying the Animal Unit Month fees? Heck no!
Besides, this particular anti-federal government narrative just won't get traction, as compared to, say, NSA spying on your emails. Two reasons:
1. It involves agriculture, and 97 percent of the people in this country feel no emotional connection to agriculture.
2. It involves Nevada. What is Nevada to most Americans? Las Vegas and Area 51? They probably do not even know that there are ranches in Nevada, aside from those non-agricultural establishments with "ranch" as part of their name.
The Bureau of Land Management should have removed his cattle long ago for non-payment, but they have been politically cowed (pun intended) by people like Sen. Harry Reid (D-Nev.). As a former BLM contractor, I have seen how sensitive to the political winds that agency can be.
UPDATE: "Sorting Fact from Fiction on Chinese Solar in Nevada." Or, "Look at the map, people."
Western Mountain Snowpack April 1, 2014
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April 12, 2014
Seven Falls Added to Broadmoor Empire, or rather "Campus"
Seven Falls, a "legacy" tourist attraction in Colorado Springs — that means that it predates the Chamber of Commerce, perhaps —has been purchased by the Broadmoor Hotel.
Although my maternal grandparents arrived in the Springs in the 1920s, and I have been in and out of the city most of my life, I have never visited Seven Falls! Someone once told me that the flow was augmented via a pipe to make the falls look better (is this true?), and that news convinced that it was merely a tourist trap.
Although my maternal grandparents arrived in the Springs in the 1920s, and I have been in and out of the city most of my life, I have never visited Seven Falls! Someone once told me that the flow was augmented via a pipe to make the falls look better (is this true?), and that news convinced that it was merely a tourist trap.
"You have this very unique [sic], one-of-a-kind attraction that has stood the test of time," [said Broadmoor Hotel CEO Steve] Bartolin said. "You get to the top of the stairs and there's a fabulous network of trails. It's just beautiful property. It will be a nice enhancement to our campus."
"Campus"? Have they started a University of Golf?
Sunlight and Body Weight Connected?
Get up and out in the sunshine early in the day, and you will be slimmer, says this article.
A surprising new strategy for managing your weight? Bright morning light. A new Northwestern Medicine study reports the timing, intensity and duration of your light exposure during the day is linked to your weight—the first time this has been shown..And before you start talking about individual exceptions, yes, I am married to a slim person who hates to get up early. For me, early dog walk is partly about getting some sunlight to start my metabolism. (For the dog, it is about expending all the craziness built up during the hours of sleep by running wildly through the woods.)
April 11, 2014
Ringtail: Another Blurry Scout Camera Trophy
12:14 a.m., April 10, 2014 |
Some years ago a friend was describing a backpacking trip into a wilderness study area in eastern Fremont County, Colo. "I woke up, and there was a skinny raccoon trying to get into my pack!" he said.
That was a ringtail.
The Colorado Parks and Wildlife Division's page for ringtails says "most sightings are ne water," which this location is not, being on a slope covered with oak brush, boulders, and scattered pines, but the locale is good for woodrats, and as CPW's page also states, "They are slim enough to hunt woodrats in their dens."
My first goal was to get a photo of a mountain lion — and it is time to take a camera back to that spring — but I was not sure how to proceed with ringtails.
Last winter I discovered this "alcove" between a big boulder and a crude dry-stone drift fence that some cowboy(s) worked hard to build decades ago — stone walls are pretty rare in this country. The area is covered with the usual Gambel oak and ponderosa pine.
Gray foxes pass through there all the time, along with the occasional turkey and skunk. So I think that I will leave a camera there semi-permanently and see if the ringtails come back.
April 10, 2014
"Misinformed" by Realtors
Whoever keeps up the Facebook page for the county road and bridge department just posted this:
Especially when it comes to water, which is only of huge importance in the rural West. I will never forget the agent who pointed out a piece of junk pipe lying in the backyard weeds — of a house we eventually bought, it's true — and said that it was where the irrigation water came out.
No, it was up the hill about fifty yards away, and the lateral (acequita to my New Mexico readers) was in terrible shape.
The agent who handled our purchase of this house had no idea about the well that served it. By that time, however, I was better prepared, and I cold-called some of our prospective neighbors to get the information that I needed before we committed to the purchase.
Dear local realtors, please feel free to ask if you are unsure if a property is located on a county maintained road, I will happily give you the correct information. I have had 3 of your potential customers in my office today researching property that they were interested in and all had been "misinformed" by the listing agent. Your customers would rather hear it from you than to waste their time looking at properties that are not going to work for them. 719-zzz-zzzz is our phone, 719-xxx-xxxx is our fax or email us at •••@••••••.••• or message me here. Thanks.You want real estate agents who are both knowledgeable and truthful? What planet do you live on?
Especially when it comes to water, which is only of huge importance in the rural West. I will never forget the agent who pointed out a piece of junk pipe lying in the backyard weeds — of a house we eventually bought, it's true — and said that it was where the irrigation water came out.
No, it was up the hill about fifty yards away, and the lateral (acequita to my New Mexico readers) was in terrible shape.
The agent who handled our purchase of this house had no idea about the well that served it. By that time, however, I was better prepared, and I cold-called some of our prospective neighbors to get the information that I needed before we committed to the purchase.
April 09, 2014
Wolves on the Colorado Ballot?
Gray wolf (Montana Fish, Wildlife & Parks photo). |
In a discussion of the ecological phenomenon of the "trophic cascade" at Colorado College last night, noted conservation biologist Michael Soulé mentioned that plans are afoot to try to pass a new constitutional modification requiring the re-introduction of wolves.
It would certainly pass on the urban Front Range, he predicted sensibly, although on the Western Slope (he lives in Paonia himself), its chances would not be so good.
Evidently there is some serious foundation money lining up behind this initiative. So stock up on popcorn now, because this could be interesting.
Where would these furry ecological saints be re-introduced? He did not say, although I got the impression that Rocky Mountain National Park would be one obvious candidate.
April 01, 2014
Domes Are (Were) the Future
I found this illustration at Ultra Swank, a "retro living" site, and the more I look at it, the less sense it makes, even in a late-1950s Your Friend the Atom sort of way.
Admittedly, its purpose was to sell whisky, not to advance agronomy.
But still, how would "harnessed atomic power" transform anything? Generating electricity to pump water? Irradiating crops?
Whatever the technology, it is clear that "men who plan beyond tomorrow" will still wear "Montana peak" hats.
And you had to have domes, because domes symbolized The Future. That meme was firmly established, which is why, I suspect, that geodesic domes had their moment of popularity as living spaces in the late 1960s—1970s. Despite their numerous disadvantages, building a dome proclaimed that you were planning beyond tomorrow.
Admittedly, its purpose was to sell whisky, not to advance agronomy.
But still, how would "harnessed atomic power" transform anything? Generating electricity to pump water? Irradiating crops?
Whatever the technology, it is clear that "men who plan beyond tomorrow" will still wear "Montana peak" hats.
And you had to have domes, because domes symbolized The Future. That meme was firmly established, which is why, I suspect, that geodesic domes had their moment of popularity as living spaces in the late 1960s—1970s. Despite their numerous disadvantages, building a dome proclaimed that you were planning beyond tomorrow.
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