Wednesday was by far our worst day, in terms of weather. We all awoke in the morning to wind rattling the entire building and rain pounding at the poorly insulated windows. When I decided to brave a trip up the hill to the outhouse, it felt like being on a boat in a small storm, the whole structure rocking back and forth and a cold draft coming up through the hole, bringing with it all the wonderful aromas an outhouse has to offer. Lovely experience.
Monday, July 30, 2012
Saturday, July 28, 2012
Week at Serpentine, part 1
Monday morning I found myself once again traveling the long, dusty dirt road to Quartz Creek, the airstrip where we were to meet our bush plane to be dropped off at Serpentine Hot Springs in Bering Land Bridge National Preserve. Also known as Iyat in Inupiaq (meaning "cooking pot"), Serpentine is one of the most visited areas of the preserve, as it has an old bunkhouse and bathhouse pumped in with water from the hot spring, and has for centuries been known as a place of healing and spiritual energy.
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Sunday, July 22, 2012
First night in the backcountry
Made it back from my first two-day-one-night stay in the backcountry. Headed out again tomorrow morning so I will attempt to be brief with the highlights from my 530 photos I took.
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Thursday, July 19, 2012
Travel limbo
Today has been both exhausting and disappointing. And it's only 3 o'clock.
Obviously, since I'm writing this, I'm not out in the field like I was supposed to be. Everything started out as planned this morning -- we were out of the bunkhouse by 6am, on the road, and heading 80 miles into the fog to a landing strip about 30 miles from the preserve.
Obviously, since I'm writing this, I'm not out in the field like I was supposed to be. Everything started out as planned this morning -- we were out of the bunkhouse by 6am, on the road, and heading 80 miles into the fog to a landing strip about 30 miles from the preserve.
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Into the Unknown
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| Super stylish flight suit |
Preparations swung into full gear today when our NPS media specialists arrived from Utah. We had a long meeting to go over flight procedures, gear allocation, filming and photography shoots in the village, and pretty much every logistical detail you can imagine.
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Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Overflight trip
Yesterday was our long-awaited overflight tour of Bering Land Bridge National Preserve, and this time it went off without a hitch.
Our ride was a Cessna 208 Caravan, which just fit out 8 staff members, plus the pilot and copilot. I was seated in the front left, directly behind the pilot.
| Our excited crew |
Take off was smooth and the ascent to our 500 ft altitude was thrilling. With a huge window all to myself, I felt like I was just hanging in the air, bobbing over bumps in the air turbulence and leaning into the tight banking maneuvers around mountains and hills.
| Banking out towards Salmon Lake |
| The mountains |
| Grizzly bears |
After that, my stomach turned for the worse and after the flight I found out that pretty much did everyone else in as well. At the time though, I assumed I was the only one feeling sick, so I toughed it out in silence. Fortunately, the scenery was spectacular enough to keep me distracted.
| Kuzitrin River |
| Kuzitrin River bend |
| Lava fields |
| Our wing, perpendicular to the ground |
Above is the main lava dome, from where most of the lava in the field came out.
| Serpentine Bunkhouse |
The rock formations around Serpentine are called "tors" and are made from volcanic activity underground. It somehow pushes up the rocks in this area.
| Plane wreck on a hillside |
BELA is also known for its maar lakes. We have the largest maars in the world, which are formed from lava underground coming in contact with the permafrost layer and creating a violent explosion.
| A moose |
| Research camp on Devil Mountain Lakes |
| Devil Mountain Lakes, THE largest maars in the world |
From the maar lakes, we headed to the coast of the Chuckchi Sea. This was a long stretch of very interesting wetland formations, small native villages, and we even got to see the Russian island of Big Diomede through the incoming fog.
Unfortunately we were running behind schedule so we had to cut out our last flyover and head back to Nome through the mountains.
| Heading into the mountains |
| More mountains |
| Glacial valley |
Fortunately, I will starting this week so I'll be totally out of touch after tomorrow for about a week and a half. I'll try to post at least one more update before I leave, and then lots more when I get back.
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Monday, July 16, 2012
Weekend explorations
This weekend we were fortunate enough to have the use of a car, so 4 other women and I (3 coworkers and 1 of their friends) planned on camping out at Salmon Lake, a local campground about 40 miles north of Nome.
Unfortunately, the weather deteriorated quickly by the time we left, and when we arrived at Salmon Lake, it was pouring rain and the air was thick with helicopter-sized mosquitoes. Nonetheless, we walked around a bit, threw a fishing line in, and explored for a while to see if the weather would turn.
The inside was quite dilapidated and pretty much as sketchy as you can get. Broken glass, strange odors, rusted cans, and insulation littered the floor, walls and ceiling.
The second floor was even worse, so I didn't spend much time up there for fear of the floor falling out.
| Bird nest on top floor window |
Well, long story short, we decided to cut our losses and enjoy a leisurely road trip back to Nome, to sleep in our warm, dry, mosquitoless beds. Even though I wouldn't have minded camping, I was happy with the decision.
| Part of the large herd |
Along our way, we stopped at a few places that looked interesting, first a nice slope tundra where the clouds were finally breaking.
| Possible wolf scat |
| Interesting tundra ground |
| Flock of redpolls (?) |
We drove further, stopping at a few rivers to throw a line in. Saw lots of salmon (both pinks and reds), but none were biting, so we eventually headed back.
Our last stop before returning to the bunkhouse was a massive abandoned dredge on the edge of town by the mining area at West Beach. One of the women I was with had been inside of it before and wanted to show us.
| I think these are sluice boxes |
| Inside the top level |
| Flash photo down a pitch-black hatch |
All in all, it was a wonderful weekend, although I don't have time right now to describe it all in depth. If you want to know more, just ask, but otherwise, enjoy the pics.
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