Just three weeks into our job, we
were packing for our first refuge
trip. We were proud to be part
of this new and important project, and
a little nervous to be away from home
and family. We never imagined we would
meet such wonderful people or see such
incredible places. The refuges we visited
illustrated the history, magnificence and
diversity of the Refuge System.
Don Edwards San
Francisco Bay
National Wildlife
Refuge was among
our first stops. We
were surprised to
find such a beautiful
refuge so close to
one of Americas
largest urban areas.
The skyscrapers,
crowds and noise
of the city were a
striking contrast
to the peaceful,
restored wetlands
of the refuge. It was
amazing to see how
much wildlife found
harbor in this small
refuge, despite the seven million people
surrounding it.
Alaska in mid-winter fell at the other end
of the spectrum: remote; unpredictable
weather; few people. We were scheduled
to visit Tetlin Refuge, but like refuge
personnel, we had to be tough and
adaptable. After narrowly escaping a
highway pileup in a blizzard, we changed
plans. Kenai Refuge graciously made
time for us, and our quaint log cabin
blanketed in snow and tucked beneath
trees eased the angst. Each morning we
pulled on our snow gear and walked the
trail to the refuge office in the still Alaska
dark. The tranquility of Kenai Refuge
was like nothing we had experienced.
St. Vincent Refuge in Florida was
bursting with personality and scenery.
Charlotte Chumney, the refuges office
assistant, was a walking Ms. Charlotte immediately pulled out
two 150-year-old journals shed been
working to preserve, excited that the
refuges history would be documented
in a centralized database. We scanned
everything the refuge had, even
treasure maps.
One foggy morning we piled into a boat
with biologist Bradley Smith to track the
refuges two resident red wolves. It was
energizing to see the tropical scenery and
diverse wildlife that we had worked so
hard to document in the office.
Well never forget Malheur Refuge in
southeastern Oregon. After spending
a day scanning annual narratives,
we thought nothing could make us
appreciate the history of the Refuge
System more than those brittle 1930s
documents. But we were wrong.
At the days end, after we turned out the
lights and left the refuge office, profound
darkness surrounded us. As we
rummaged for our cell phone lights, we
recognized just how far we were from
other humans. There was no glow from a
nearby town. The land around us,
conserved since 1908, still belongs to
nature. A deep respect for refuges and
their history came with this realization.
We were honored to contribute to the
Refuge Systems preservation efforts by
scanning 3,778 documents.