Beavers, Birders and Conservationists: Working Dam Hard
Posted By Scott on September 3, 2010
I’ve actually been holding on to these photos for about a month, and I guess I started thinking about them as I was contemplating the contents of my latest post. And I will officially attribute the chosen theme to Pat Bumstead over at Bird Canada who made me laugh with a reply to my recent tweet concerning the final touches being put on the inaugural edition The Burrow Guardian (Burrowing Owl Conservation Network’s newsletter).
@patbumstead Good thing u have so much free time….-:)
I do appreciate some good humor and great owl supporters! Thus, with so many things that I need to get done over the Labor Day weekend for burrowing owls, Pat’s comment fresh on my mind, the incredible efforts of Heidi Perryman (and the rest of the crew) over at Worth A Dam to safeguard the urban beavers and garner approval for the installation of some beaver sculptures, and EVERYTHING else that I can’t even begin to name, I thought it most appropriate to share some beaver kit photos. And they sure were busy that evening gathering willow.
So here’s to all those busy birders, conservationists, and online buddies out there working to make a difference for wildlife. Happy Labor Day y’all and enjoy the long weekend.























A quick flick of her wrist and her index finger was motioning me to check my lip. There was a little blood, but I wasn’t surprised considering over the last two days we had logged 17 hours under the increasingly warming sun. My lips were cracked but I hadn’t noticed until now. Lines of dirt accumulated on the teeth of the other workers and as I rolled my tongue across the front of mine I knew I too was blessed with a temporary brownish smile. As the shoveling came to a rest, I removed my gloves and slapped them against my ranger pants; creating a second dust cloud that drifted away on a slight breeze. It was an miserable attempt at cleaning off before the sixteen of us made our way back to base. At 5 o’clock we watched America’s stripes slide down the flagpole while “retreat” resonated from the speakers. We had reached the official end of the duty day, had shown our respect for the flag, and installed 36 artificial burrows in two days on the Umatilla Army Depot in Oregon.










