Monday, August 24, 2015

When Gold is Bad.

They say water is gold, especially here in the Southwest, but I don't think this is what they mean...


I took this photo on August 6th, from a bridge near Ilona and Michel's place, and learned from a Durango Herald photographer that the EPA, which has been investigating and mitigating leaking old mines north of here, had accidentally breached a barrier holding back millions of gallons of contaminated water from the Gold King Mine, just past Silverton, about 60 miles upstream.

(Photo credit: Malcolm McDougall of Silverton)


And here it is, fouling our Animas via Cement Creek in Silverton. It would be beautiful if it weren't so odious.

The Environmental Protection Agency would be very easy to blame, but like everything in life, it's more complicated than pointing to the last person to touch something. The Rockies are full of minerals, which is why Colorado's history of mining is so long and rich. It was also virtually unregulated, and it's thanks to today's rules and regs that currently operating mines will be, in theory, better stewards for future generations. Hence the intense irony that it was the EPA to cause this mess. They did not, however, create it. It was already there.


The water that was gathering behind the collapsed entrance to the Gold King Mine was not chemical-laced waste water from the mining operations - that has had decades to leak out and is, for all intents and purposes, diluted and gone. It's the infinitely replenishing ground water, which would have been pumped out during mine operations to keep the tunnels from flooding, that fills the mine and sits there after it's abandoned. The mixture of water and air oxidizes the metal sulfides in the rock, lowering the overall pH of the water, resulting in acid rock drainage. This is actually a naturally occurring process, and not only confined to long-forgotten mines, but the latter is definitely a bigger culprit, and acidic rivers are not hospitable to a healthy ecosystem.

They are also unhealthy for tourism, especially when a) it all comes pouring out in one baby-diarrhea mustard tsunami and, b) the media was still flashing horrifying, sometimes glowingly Photoshopped photos of our river like this:


(Photo from NBCNightlyNews)

... days after it already looked like this:


I took this shot from the same bridge on August 10th, four days after the scourge arrived in Durango.



So while people were blaming the EPA and the original mine owners and the folks of Silverton who are still resisting Superfund status which would provide the money needed to clean up the many mines in their backyard, Mother Nature quietly got to work.

And these were taken five days ago on the 18th:






We shall overcome!



Sunday, July 19, 2015

And then she turned 14

Vallecito Lake, June 23-24.

Some of my favourite childhood memories involve camping, so it was way fun to celebrate Cayenne's birthday on a lake, around a campfire, and in a tent.






Ahhh....


Good night 13 year old...



Good morning 14 year old!


Presents! Woot!


And a silly string fight...


... shaving cream fight...


... and a little mermaid time, because we all want to be mermaids, right?!



That evening we went to Ilona and Michel's place for our traditional birthday dinner
where Cayenne got mousse au chocolate for dessert. 


Yum.


































And then in true Colorado style, a sudden crazy storm came through, so we had a contest to see who could get the best lightening photo. I took this one but Acacia says hers was better, but I can't find it anymore, so I think we'll just have to say I won.




It's good to be 14.

I love you, beautiful girl.

xoxoxo



   



Tuesday, July 14, 2015

All 55 in her first 13

It's 11pm and I'm making crepes with the leftover batter for tomorrow's breakfast. That pretty much sums up my summer so far - busy! 

But we're having loads of fun as well...
starting with Cayenne's final Colorado 14er on June 20th. That's 55 mountains higher than 14,000ft, before she turned 14.

You go, girl!



Shane and his son Keegan joined us for the big day.


That's Nicolas on the middle hump, and if you look reeeeally closely, you'll see Cayenne & Acacia climbing up the final push. They're about halfway up the part you can see.




Cayenne opened her first bottle of champagne on top of Handies Pk (14,058ft/4285m)...


... or actually it opened itself. As soon as the metal was off, poof! (see the cork?)


Whoopsy.



Yay Cay!

And thank you Nicolas for being her guide, supporter, encourager and companion. 

♥




Monday, June 8, 2015

Bikes & Snow & Fun & Friends

For the fourth year in a row, I was given an Iron Horse Bicycle Classic bib number right before the race. (Bike race from Durango to Silverton.) One of these years I'm going to have to plan or train or something, whether I've registered or not. That said, I think even if I had trained I wouldn't have been able to keep up with the unicycle I saw ahead of me at one point and never passed.

That was Memorial Day weekend (May 23rd), the proverbial kick-off to summer, but somehow it was more a welcoming back of winter. This is what it looked like going over Molas pass:



Look who was there to watch us head back to Durango:



The next day Nicolas, Cayenne, Acacia and I drove from Durango to Silverton (the more normal way to do it) to meet Shane and his kids Keegan and Anikah at our friends Mike and Kim's hundred year old house they let us borrow. The plan was to climb Handies, Cayenne's last 14er, but the crazy storms dumped loads of snow on the mountains, so instead we just hung out in this wonderful mining town and threw snow balls at each other.




 The kids thought this was a way better use of time.


Can you see Acacia?


Let's see... climb a mountain in the snow, or buy matching hot pink sweatshirts...?





His small school break over, this was Nick's last day in Durango before heading back to Phoenix. He was sad to leave, but excited to start his third year because now he gets to work on patients. 

Look out, Arizona!






Friday, May 29, 2015

Letter from the Editor

When Cayenne was done her internship, the Herald's senior editor wrote her a letter:


Hi Cayenne,

Thank you for joining us in the Herald newsroom this week. I am sorry I missed saying goodbye to you this afternoon. I wished that I had been able to sit with you more to make sure you were getting what you wanted out of your internship. The challenging part about being the top editor is that I have to attend a lot of meetings, which mostly happened to be during your hours here. But please know that you are welcome to follow up with any questions you have or if you want to visit us again. I’d be happy to tell you about how much journalism has changed over the 27 years I have been a journalist. It’s a lot!

I cannot express how impressive your writing is for your age. If you pursue a career as a writer, whether it’s in journalism or some other medium, you have a very bright future ahead of you. I have no doubt you will excel wherever you land.

Good luck with your school presentation about your internship. I hope your classmates find it to be interesting and that they learn a lot about the Herald.

Good luck with your future!

Amy

Amy Maestas
Senior editor




Now that's a class act.

Thursday, May 14, 2015

The Village of Langtang is gone

Cayenne's first story was published today, in the same paper as the news of her elementary school sweetheart's suicide.



Heartbreakingly, her article was about something equally as tragic as a very bright, capable, kind, gentle, popular 13 year old who couldn't see tomorrow through what he was dealing with today. And who had easy access to a loaded gun.

Soul-numbing horror.

All of it.




Well done, Cayenne. May your life's ups far outweigh the downs you'll write about, read about, and experience.


 
 

Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Tears


I want so much to write about Nepal, but all I can do is cry.