"Ish River"-- like breath, like mist rising from a hillside. Duwamish, Snohomish, Stillaguamish, Samish, Skokomish, Skykomish...all the ish rivers. I live in Ish River country between two mountain ranges where many rivers run down to an inland sea. --Robert Sund, Skagit Valley scribe
27 October 2006
Panamanian Frog Hotel
A story in the Washington Post that is both heartwarming and heartbreaking: the tale of the golden frogs of El Valle de Anton in Panama. With a deadly fungus tearing through Central American amphibian populations, the golden frog has been sequestered in a run-down backpacker's hotel at the edge of the mountains with hopes that it can wait out the naturally-occuring chytrid fungus. The Hotel Campestre has become a sort of postmodern Noah's Ark and currently has 40 species of endangered frogs and toads shacking up in it. "The volunteers found glass frogs with skin so translucent that their organs are always on full display," explains the Post. "They picked up frogs that look like rocks and eat freshwater crabs, aggressive tree frogs and shy, nocturnal toads."
The hotel's guests are happily mating, and scientists are monitoring their reproduction, waiting for the day when it is considered safe to release them back in to the wild. But Good Samaritan impulses aside, interesting questions arise.
"There's this moral dilemma," one Panamanian biologist said. "Is this evolution? Should we let it run its course? If we do this for frogs, then do we do it some other time for the snakes?"
Also, scientists wonder if "the frogs they are saving in Panama might be the last of their kind? And might those frogs -- those jumping, squirmy delights -- never see the outside world again?"
Should humans play the role of Noah by taking wildlife out of their native habitats and shielding them from the blind course of natural selection? Is our planet becoming so unhospitable to animals, birds and fish that we will eventually have to create virtual habitat in order for them to survive?
Read the rest of the story here.
North Cascadian Larch Magic
"It was another October gold rush in the North Cascade Mountains of Washington, with foliage prospectors at altitudes of 6,000 feet and beyond gazing at their chosen grail: the alpine larch, a slender tree whose velvety needles turn an incandescent yellow-gold come fall." So writes Linda Baker in today's New York Times' Travel section. Great tribute to the amazing larch tree of the North Cascades high country; read it here.
North Cascades
Larch
Fall Color
19 October 2006
R.I.P. Hugo, Jellyroll & Raven
Several Pacific Northwest newspapers reported last week on the disapperance and presumed death of three orca whales from the San Juan Islands pods: Hugo, Jellyroll and Raven have vanished from their usual haunts and hunting grounds. This is a distinct departure from the good news of last spring, when several new orca whalets were discovered, and a terrible turn for the precarious local population. In general, they've been seen as slightly rebounding in numbers, but the mysterious recent disapearances reinforces the reality that Puget Sound's orcas are being pummeled by multiple threats all at once.
What happened to these particular three swimmers? Was it the built-up levels of PCBs biomagnified and stored in their blubber, bestowing upon them the dubious distinction of "most polluted marine mammals in the world"? Or did they starve to death from a lack of salmon, another species not doing so hot in our troubled waters?
"When salmon are plentiful, the whales tend to travel close together," the Seattle P-I reported on Wednesday, "but this year's sightings revealed the whales as spread out, indicating they were foraging and food supplies are short."
The Seattle P-I just published a commendable series on the state of the Puget Sound, written by their crack team of environmental investigators, Robert McClure and Lisa Stiffler. You can read their entire series "Broken Promises" here. Part of the series is a dramatization of the life of one particular Puget Sound orca named "Granny" written by M.L. Lyke. "She has lived long, seen much, some of it best forgotten: Bullets, bombs, nets, babies born dead. She understands the world of orcas. It's always about survival, always about community." You can follow Granny's story here.
Read more about the lost orcas here or here.
Incidentally, while researching the web for orca information, I came across this fascinating movie on YouTube--check it out.
orcas
puget sound
endangered species
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