The termination of 2 short weeks will mark the completion of the SCA program that I have been a part of with 22 companions for the last 10 months.
Follow Me is the place to read field dispatches from SCA members serving the planet all over the USA.
Something that I knew about SCA, but didn’t fully appreciate until recently, is the storied history and shear diversity of the programs that they offer.
My program, for example, is a Residential Corps Program. This means that I share my living space, meals, and community with 22 coworkers at our repurposed Knights of Columbus camp in rural Hawley, Massachusetts.
My work breaks away from the traditional SCA roles. I’m not cutting tread on a beautiful backcountry trail, or providing much needed disaster relief. I do not interact with wild animals or ﬁres.
Look at the crewmembers all ready to start rowing!
Already into the second half of my stint leading a Seattle Community Crew, and I can’t believe it has gone by so quickly! I guess it’s true that time ﬂies when you’re having fun.
This week’s theme for educational lessons was professionalism, and on Monday, we started off with a session on budgeting.
When I ﬁrst got word of my summer internship in Grand Teton, I couldn’t have been more excited. But there was one nagging doubt on my mind. As an Interpretation intern, I understood that I would wear a number of hats. The one role that gave me some worry, however, was having to present programs. In front of large audiences. All by myself.
Weighing a captured bat. Thursday. Hour ‘til midnight. It’s warm. 76. Fahrenheit. Not Celsius. Probably implied though. We Americans are hipsters when it comes to our measurement of temperature. Anyways. 90% humidity.
Here is our boat, tied up at the launch at Eagle. The bluff towers over the tiny village.
On my second patrol, June 18th-26th, my supervisor, Josh, and I embarked on a motorboat trip up and down the section of the Yukon River that lies within Yukon-Charley Rivers National Preserve.
Trail Crew is Stoked to be Netting! First of all, a lot of things went right this week.
First and foremost, I hate geese.
They are just terrible, god awful things. Last year they pooped all over my porch and attacked me during my morning jog on the regular.
But I’m not going to mention these vile creatures in this post. No sir.
I’m going to talk about their total opposites, waterfowlnesswise: Ducks. Lovely ducks.
We got our Burlap (and mulch) delivery! Here’s a picture of SCA’s Finest taking a break on the comfy burlap, soon to be used for purposes other than cushion.
After our ﬁrst week at the site, SCA’s Finest crew has ﬁnally settled down into a fun and productive routine, which perfectly ﬁts one of our frequently used mottos, “work hard, play hard”.
Our helicopter sitting at the picturesque Eagle airstrip.
Now that you all know a bit about me from my ﬁrst post, I’ll give you a description of my favorite day from my ﬁrst patrol. From June 6th-12th, I was stationed out of the Yukon-Charley Rivers National Preserve headquarters in Eagle, Alaska.
I can’t tell, but I’m gonna ﬁnd out.
I started seriously bicycling only recently when I moved to Pittsburgh, which is a heck of a place to start considering all of the hills here. It’s also surprising considering that while I was growing up I watched my role-model-dad bike to work every fair-weathered day.
The tag on my hammock reads “Step 1 Relax.” There are no other steps; it’s a succinct instruction.
And a decent one to keep in mind at work—not just trail work, all work. All not work, too, in fact.
On our hitch at Mt. Greylock, John takes deep breaths between sips of this morning’s coffee. He has an interview at 5 PM.
Looking back on my last blog post, I realize that I may have started off on the wrong foot. This time around, instead of writing on the topic of bears, near and dear to my outdoors experience so far, I’ll get back to the basics by giving a proper introduction to my day-to-day life.
Hello everyone! Before I get into the details of my internship with the Army Corps of Engineers, I’d like to tell you how I spent my Independence Day. While I’m sure the majority of you cooked out, set off massive amounts of ﬁreworks, or simply enjoyed your day off work, my crew and I opted for a less traditional approach and had a gardening extravaganza to offset the beginning of summer.
The Connecticut River gluts ﬂatly into the horizon, viewed from the observation deck atop Mt. Sugarloaf in Deerﬁeld, Massachusetts. Church steeples from small towns freckle the foothills, the spaces between them carpeted under humid shags of exhaling trees.
SCA’s Finest with our group contract.
Hello to you from Seattle, Washington! My name is Kalina, a born and raised Seattleite currently attending the University of Washington. I have participated in SCA’s International Crew, its Seattle school year program, and now I’m privileged enough to be the crew leader apprentice for a summer community crew program.
Hello! I’m Greg, from Dallas, Texas, and I’m working as a Photo Media Intern for Alaska’s Yukon-Charley Rivers National Preserve this summer. I’m based out of Fairbanks, but I ﬂy to the preserve, located in the eastern Alaskan Interior, for each of my four ten-day-or-so backcountry patrols.
Yes, I know that’s a long way to travel just for a summer internship.
Baltimore Meets the Alaskan Wilderness- It’s Hard to See, But I’m Wearing an Orioles Baseball Cap!
“I have no idea what I’m gonna do this summer,” I told my friend Andrew as we sat on his couch this past winter break. “Do an SCA internship,” he said.
Let me tell y’all about some wildlife right quick.
Mississippi, or as I like to call it “Sippiland,” is a state teeming with various species-of animal and human-that I’ve never before had the pleasure of meeting. Or displeasure, in reference to these irritating mosquitoes.