Showing posts with label Southern California. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Southern California. Show all posts

Sunday, September 21, 2008

The Salton Sea and Conservation

Last week Denise and the kids went back to Saipan so my Sister in Law and I headed for the desert. Final destination, Indio California, just south of Palm Springs where Nana had a week to give at the new Worldmark timeshare. The digs are certainly comfortable even if the surroundings are a bit frustrating to look at.
It’s a great pool complete with lazy river but I can’t swim yet as my incision and chest tube holes are still healing. We’re surrounded by golf courses but that’s not an activity I can participate in right now either. I like to golf and it would be good exercise but I’m not going there just yet especially after yesterday.
My exercise over the past days has consisted of a few twenty to thirty-minute walks when the temperature has allowed mixed in with a lot of recuperating on the couch; TV remote and laptop in hand. The time had come to check out the desert landscape beyond the crest of urban sprawl as seen from our fourth floor vantage point.
Destination, The Salton Sea, California’s largest lake. With an interesting past and unknown future, I came across this unique area of the planet during a fly by on Google Earth. A Google search for Salton Sea quickly brought me to the State Park website and a few interesting articles including this one from National Geographic. Not more than 30 miles south we could check out the shores and visitor’s center in less than a day. Off we went.
It’s a bit of a sight. I can’t drive for at least another 3 to 4 weeks. Nor can I sit in a seat with a deployable air bag. I can’t imagine how much that would hurt! Sneezes are hard enough right now. We can’t figure out how to turn off the one in the front passenger seat so I get the back. It may look like fun to have a chauffeur but I can’t say I’m crazy about the arrangement although it did allow me to snap a few shots along the way.
All around are signs of a human takeover of the desert. Water sprinklers and irrigation systems feed crop after crop including rows of towering date palms. The typical residential and commercial developments all too common in today’s urban planning projects protrude into the sand and farms like coral fingers on a submerged fringing reef. Except for the dropback of the arid Santa Rosa mountains these condos, grocery stores, Walmarts and Starbucks combine to look like any other community that’s gone up in the last 10 years.
The Salton Sea is unlike any other! Two hundred and fifty feet below sea level and covering 35 by 15 miles of real estate on top of the San Andreas fault line, this body of water has come and gone over the years at the will of the Colorado River and the effects of man. It now exists as a result of the last flood in 1905 and the irrigation run off from surrounding agricultural areas. However, with water deals for San Diego diverting liquid gold from its source and extreme desert temperatures, the water levels decrease while salinity increases.
(They could use some help from BCNMI)
Water levels have receded leaving a wasteland of rotting bones, barnacles and salt where tourists once flocked. Despite the harsh conditions millions of fish including the tasty tilapia thrive even with intermittent mass die offs. With 90% of California’s wetlands destroyed over the years, millions of migratory birds utilize this last remaining resting spot along the pacific flyway. If the lake dries up what will happen to over 400 species of birds, many endangered? If the lake dries up experts predict the sediments, which contain heavy metals and pesticides from the surrounding developments, will be whipped up by high winds turning the Imperial Valley into a toxic dust bowl much like what happened at Owens Lake in Nevada.

Our tour of this amazing and much debated place included two stops. One at a place called “A Beach Made of Fish Bones” where a short walk quickly revealed that you cannot wear zories and kick up sand here. That’s just not sand. It is in fact sharp remnants of fish bones and barnacles AND it hurts when it gets between your shoes and your feet.
We saw many, many dead rotting fish and plenty of pelicans swooping all around or keeping their distance while afloat on the dark surface. Everything is coated with thick layers of salt, a testament to the fact the lake is 25% more salty than the Pacific Ocean.
At the state park we read informative signs while watching fisherman line the banks with rods in hand. We also took in the very informative and air conditioned visitors center including a revealing documentary on the lakes history. I even spent 40 bucks on souvenirs. This information center educates residents and tourists as to the plight and importance of the lake. It should be a mandatory visit for everyone especially if you are in any way responsible for putting pressure on the lake’s very existence. If you live in Southern California you fall into this category!
(One more American educated as to where Saipan is - she favors the monument proposal!)

On the way back to the swimming pools and golf courses surrounding our accommodations it is hard not to be concerned about human consumption and its effect globally. The waste here is so obvious with excessive lighting and expansive landscaping. With so many places on earth under stress I can’t help but think about how happy I will be if the Mariana Trench Monument becomes a reality and I can one day walk through a visitor’s center that brings revenue to the local economy and perhaps more importantly educates millions of tourists as to the importance of our oceans and conservation in general.

Unfortunately, soon after returning to our pad the aches and pains in my chest from absorbing many starts and stops in the car far outweigh any worry I have about the environment or anything else for that matter. It was good to get out and about but I’m a ways off from strapping a tank on my back!

Where’s the Tylenol!

Friday, September 5, 2008

A Not So Good Day

I haven't felt all that great today, especially this afternoon. I guess it's going to happen, some days better than others. It started off pretty well. I actually managed a 20 minute walk early in the morning and perhaps it's nothing more than being brought back down to reality since I've impressed even myself with how well I've been doing. Those that know me know that's no easy task for this perfectionist.

I even debated about not doing a blog post today. I've got a few in my head, some require a little research and I just couldn't muster up the effort to spend the time on the internet searching through the crap. However, I reminded myself that I started blogging about this life altering event partly to keep friends and family up to date and partly because I knew there would be some not so good days and doing the blog might be somewhat therapeutic.

With that said I started to look at my photos from the past few months while listening to John Mccain give his speech. It was a long one and so doing so gave me something to do. That's when I decided I'd just post some of my favorites from the past few months. It not only helped make a very long speech seem a little shorter but it also helped remind me just how far I've come.

Enjoy......

A day at the LA Zoo....

Hanging out in downtown LA......


Venice Beach..........Cabrillo National Monument........Torrey Pines Gliderport.........Southern California beaches...........
California sunsets.........Intense concentration.........

How many want to see a picture of the incision?

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Southern Cal Road Trip and the Marianas Trench Monument

It’s Carnival of the Blue time again. Angelo’s hosting it on his blog so I figured I’d try and help him out with some content. Besides, last time I submitted a post for it I happened to be awarded the editors choice for my piece about the big fish.

Today I’m going to take a few moments from my open-heart surgery theme and get back to the concept of conservation. There’ll be no discussion about bodily functions or painful incisions or even cute nurses in this one! In a way today’s post does relate to my recent ordeal as its something I’ve wanted to write about since experiencing the beauty of the southern California coast during my “alone” time just prior to going under the knife.

Soon after we got word that I needed my tricuspid valve repaired my wife and children all got sick while staying in the small downtown LA hospital guesthouse. It was imperative that I did not catch what they had and we also needed to get our kids to grandmas and grandpas since they would need to be in good hands while Denise and I dealt with what was to come.

So when they all flew to Canada the words ROAD TRIP echoed in my ears. I’ve always wanted to see San Diego and the coastline between there and LA so after picking up the car and a bunch of maps I was on my way. Just my camera and me. No set plans, no one to answer to, no chance of getting lost, as taking a wrong turn would only mean a different experience than the one originally planned. The freedom to do as I wished when I wanted to was exactly what the Dr. ordered and something I’ve not experienced in a long time.

I’ve done similar road trips in my life prior to getting married and having kids. Two similar ones come to mind and have bearing on what I plan to illustrate today. In 1997 I did a trip up the East coast of the USA from Philadelphia to Gloucester including stops in Boston and the Cape Cod. In 2002 I had the opportunity to travel the Great Ocean Road west of Melbourne Australia, an amazing stretch of scenery famous for things like the Seven Apostles. Images of both trips are ingrained in my head not only because of the beauty encountered and the untouched picturesque scenes I was able to capture on film but also because they brought me to the edges of the earth where I was fortunate to experience nature as it has existed since, well, ever since.
In all three cases the ability to witness nature essentially untouched by human hands was only possible because someone, somewhere along the line, recognized that these areas needed protection from our own destructive forces. In all three cases local, state and national parks, refuges and protected areas allowed me access to places with untouched vistas and landscapes.
This is especially true for the American treks since large human populations often encroached these areas from all sides. Without some sort of protection they would have easily been swallowed up becoming, at the very least, inaccessible and at worst destroyed forever.
As I unfolded the California state map I quickly put an X on what is essentially the southwestern most point of the USA, Point Loma and Carbrillo National Monument.
Yes I know you could get further south by heading to the boarder of Mexico but not without going though the city of San Diego and with a limited amount of time I just didn’t want to spend it doing that. I also decided to skip the beach cities around LA on the way down and hit them on the way back. So I headed south on the I5 and along with thousands of other people hit speeds twice and three times that which is possible on Saipan. At San Onofre the freeway begins to hug the coast and it becomes easier to access beaches and view points overlooking the Pacific. I’m a water person and every trip such as this is spent making turns and taking exits that hopefully lead to the horizon with nothing but blue water underneath. At Oceanside I turned off the freeway and continued south along the Coast Highway, the closest major route running parallel to the ocean. This road passes through a number of different communities each it seemed with three common characteristics: a town center, a low-lying stretch of highway with easy beach access and an elevated stretch with only pockets of spots where the vista could be accessed due to the build up of housing etc.
With each, if it were not for parks preventing development, I’m sure that every square inch of real estate fringing the cliffs and beaches from San Diego to LA would have been swallowed up giving only the owners and their lucky friends the ability to access the water and experience the amazing views carved out over time.
Have you ever been on an adventure, not really knowing where you’re going or how to get there and realizing that “over there” behind all those homes there must be a really great view. It can be extremely frustrating at times especially when you think in context of how our grandparents (or perhaps their grandparents) probably never had such a problem.
Back in the old days access difficulties would have been more related to lack of infrastructure and the pioneering skills needed to make your way through virgin territory. I’ve always been grateful to the planners of communities who’ve had the forethought to set aside areas and parks where the common folk don’t need to worry about being wealthy or having connections with locals in order to take in the view.

Thankfully along this southern drive, intertwined with all the human developments, there are numerous places offering outsiders and locals alike amazing lookouts and access to sandy beaches where surfers and sunbathers dot the transition from land to sea. In some cases such as state run parks there is a daily or weekly fee. In others the real trick is in finding a parking spot for the seaside public park. In others the location is reserved for campers and RV’s but the bottom line, despite the frustration of often needing to fork out 5 or 10 bucks, access is possible to those who seek it.
Arriving at the entrance to Carbrillo National Monument I paid my $5 fee and was happy to learn that 80% of it stays right there to support park programs and should I have the time to do so I would be allowed access for the following six days.
Unfortunately I only had one afternoon but I can safely say if I ever find myself back in this area again I will plan on taking several days to take in everything this place has to offer. From hiking trails with interpretive signs to lighthouses, tide pools and a multifunctional interpretive center you would be hard pressed to see it all in less that a couple of days and that would only be possible if you did not take the time to stop and enjoy the amazing views over looking the pacific and San Diego.
Thousands if not hundreds of thousands of people take in this protected area every year generating not only millions of dollars in revenue but also leaving visitors educated and revitalized by the beauty of what nature has created.So how does this all fit in with the Carnival of the Blue. Well although many land based parks, refuge’s and monuments have been set up around the world to allow limited human access while protecting terrestrial based resources, endangered species and unique ecosystems the same can not be said for our worlds oceans especially on a relative scale when you consider they make up over 70% of the planet.

On a grand scale the proposed concept of the Marianas Trench Marine Monument provides a unique opportunity for us to protect a body of water large enough so as to have a real positive effect on preserving the worlds oceans as a whole. It also provides an opportunity through the development of infrastructure and educational resources to change the make up of the local economy and skill set of our local people.

With establishment of the monument will come a world-class interpretive center and other revenue generating opportunities desperately needed by the local community? With increased press and notoriety the tourism sector will prosper providing jobs and income for a wide range of local residents. Through national parks programs directly funded jobs will be created and educational opportunities including increased scientific voyages will follow. These scientific expeditions will include international and local scientists eager to study the pristine area over time. Also, in a similar way to the land based parks I experienced on my drive south, future generations of tourists and locals alike will be able to travel to these remote areas knowing they have access to waters that exist in the same state as they did when their ancestors were alive. The ability to witness Mother Nature as it was intended to be will live on for future generations.
On the flip side imagine the great loss if none of the coast line from LA to San Diego was open for public viewing in its natural state. How many tourists would come? How much revenue would be lost from non-existent visitors centers and souvenirs sales including T-shirts and key chains. Imagine if none of the state park fees went to educational programs or interpretive signs. My trip down south would never have been the same, in fact it likely would never have happened if it not for the fact that someone, somewhere along the line saw the value of setting aside vast areas for the enjoyment of future generations.

Imagine the loss if the people of the CNMI don’t do as so many have done before them the world over and embrace this opportunity.

The following are links to additional articles I've written about the Marianas Trench Monument in chronological order. Those with an * have been published in the Saipan Tribune and Marianas Variety.

April 25th 2008
Act Two - Northern Island Marine Monument

Friday, May 9, 2008
Marine Monument - Why Kill It Now?*

Monday, May 12, 2008
Marine Monument – Personalities & Politics*

Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Marine Monument - Lets Talk eh!*

Friday, May 16, 2008
Marine Monument - The Benefits / It's Not All About the Fishing*

Thursday, May 22, 2008
Marine Monument - Get Informed

Friday, May 23, 2008
Marine Monument - Ruth's Round Up

Saturday, May 24, 2008
Bush Eyes Unprecedented Conservation Program - NPR Report


Monday, July 14, 2008
Coral Triangle Meet the Trench Monument

Friday, July 18, 2008
Pew's Role Defined