Archive | April, 2012

Hermann Buhl

“Mountains have a way of dealing with overconfidence.” – Hermann Buhl

April 5, 2012 | Quotes/Poetry | Continue Reading | Comments { 0 }

The Wilderness Letter

Below is a portion of Wallace Stegner’s Wilderness Letter, written to the Outdoor Recreation Resources Review Commission in 1960. The letter was used to introduce the bill that established the National WildernessPreservation System in 1964.

Dear Mr. Pesonen:

I believe that you are working on the wilderness portion of the Outdoor Recreation Resources Review Commission’s report. If I may, I should like to urge some arguments for wilderness preservation that involve recreation, as it is ordinarily conceived, hardly at all. Hunting, fishing, hiking, mountain-climbing, camping, photography, and the enjoyment of natural scenery will all, surely, figure in your report. So will the wilderness as a genetic reserve, a scientific yardstick by which we may measure the world in its natural balance against the world in its man-made imbalance. What I want to speak for is not so much the wilderness uses, valuable as those are, but the wilderness idea, which is a resource in itself. Being an intangible and spiritual resource, it will seem mystical to the practical minded–but then anything that cannot be moved by a bulldozer is likely to seem mystical to them.

I want to speak for the wilderness idea as something that has helped form our character and that has certainly shaped our history as a people. It has no more to do with recreation than churches have to do with recreation, or than the strenuousness and optimism and expansiveness of what the historians call the “American Dream” have to do with recreation. Nevertheless, since it is only in this recreation survey that the values of wilderness are being compiled, I hope you will permit me to insert this idea between the leaves, as it were, of the recreation report.

Something will have gone out of us as a people if we ever let the remaining wilderness be destroyed; if we permit the last virgin forests to be turned into comic books and plastic cigarette cases; if we drive the few remaining members of the wild species into zoos or to extinction; if we pollute the last clear air and dirty the last clean streams and push our paved roads through the last of the silence, so that never again will Americans be free in their own country from the noise, the exhausts, the stinks of human and automotive waste. And so that never again can we have the chance to see ourselves single, separate, vertical and individual in the world, part of the environment of trees and rocks and soil, brother to the other animals, part of the natural world and competent to belong in it. Without any remaining wilderness we are committed wholly, without chance for even momentary reflection and rest, to a headlong drive into our technological termite-life, the Brave New World of a completely man-controlled environment. We need wilderness preserved–as much of it as is still left, and as many kinds–because it was the challenge against which our character as a people was formed. The reminder and the reassurance that it is still there is good for our spiritual health even if we never once in ten years set foot in it. It is good for us when we are young, because of the incomparable sanity it can bring briefly, as vacation and rest, into our insane lives. It is important to us when we are old simply because it is there–important, that is, simply as an idea.

We are a wild species, as Darwin pointed out. Nobody ever tamed or domesticated or scientifically bred us. But for at least three millennia we have been engaged in a cumulative and ambitious race to modify and gain control of our environment, and in the process we have come close to domesticating ourselves. Not many people are likely, any more, to look upon what we call “progress” as an unmixed blessing. Just as surely as it has brought us increased comfort and more material goods, it has brought us spiritual losses, and it threatens now to become the Frankenstein that will destroy us. One means of sanity is to retain a hold on the natural world, to remain, insofar as we can, good animals. Americans still have that chance, more than many peoples; for while we were demonstrating ourselves the most efficient and ruthless environment-busters in history, and slashing and burning and cutting our way through a wilderness continent, the wilderness was working on us. It remains in us as surely as Indian names remain on the land. If the abstract dream of human liberty and human dignity became, in America, something more than an abstract dream, mark it down at least partially to the fact that we were in subdued ways subdued by what we conquered.

Read the rest here.

April 3, 2012 | Politics | Continue Reading | Comments { 0 }

Larry The Quaker Guy

You know the iconic Quaker dude that looks you in the eye as you’re making granola at home or eating a hot bowl of oats after waking up from a night under the stars? OF COURSE YOU DO. Well, Larry (That’s what insiders know him as, which is just, well, weird) is about to lose a little weight and get a haircut. Read more about it at the WSJ.

MP3: Amy Milan – Skinny Boy

April 2, 2012 | Food | Continue Reading | Comments { 0 }

R.I.P. Micah True

If you’ve read Born To Run, then you probably remember the story of Micah True, the ultrarunner who lived in Copper Canyon with the Tarahumara tribe. Sadly, True’s body was found this weekend after he had gone missing during a solo 12 mile run in New Mexico’s Gila National Forest. The cause of death is still unknown.

To read more about the tragedy, click on over to ABC News.

April 2, 2012 | The World Is On Fire! | Continue Reading | Comments { 1 }