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Begins: Apr 14, 2010
Date: Sat, Nov 28th, 2009
Start: Gardiner MT
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One of the Mollie Boys crossed the road in front of our bus on Tuesday morning, in Lamar Valley, Yellowstone National Park. He was the perfect wolf- grey with dark markings, a beauty. The rest of his pack was south a number of miles, so he may have been on a 'wild hair', possibly had a run-in with some other males (the HooDoo pack). We had great views of him as he climbed the hill next to us and then lay on a knoll.
This is my job, Resident Instructor for the Yellowstone Association Institute--I guide folks in the field via bus, foot, ski and/or snowshoe to see wildlife. I teach about predator/prey interactions, the 'super volcano', history, and everything Yellowstone-related. I'm a Yellowstone geek.
Guiding is intense--I must be aware of the participants' safety, emotional and physical conditions at all times, constantly working to meet all needs. Days in the field make me forget that April is coming.
This winter season I'll be guiding 'Yellowstone on Skis', my favorite activity in my favorite place (wish I could ski the PCT!), and other snowshoeing programs in the Interior. I'll be gone 3-5 days out of the week, so I'm going to need help from Teresa for focus on logistics and food prep.
It feels strange to know I will not be in the field after the winter 09/19 season. My name is not in the summer 2010 catalog, others have taken over 'my' programs. We are a close group of co-workers and I will miss them greatly. What I love is that no one has asked me 'why'. We all understand the desire to be outdoors. While not all are distance hikers, we are of the same heart when it comes to the natural world.
My boss, Nick, asked me about my intentions after the PCT. He thinks that 6-8 months of no job will make me not want to come back, but what he will understand in time, is that I work in Yellowstone because I love Yellowstone. I've paid my dues in a previous life and now can do the job I love. This week of Thanksgiving, I'm thankful for the funneling of my life into where I am and who I am at this moment. I'm thankful for all of you who have touched my life and helped me on my way, for those of you I have yet to meet.
Peace to all,
'There are some who can live without wildness, and some who cannot.' A Leopold