Before you can tag an owlet, you have to ﬁnd one. How does one go about locating a tiny, nest-bound baby owl in the midst of an enormous forest?
SCA Photo Media Intern Emily Brouwer found out recently when she got to accompany a team of NPS ﬁeld biologists on an owlet tagging expedition at Mt. Rainier National Park. Lucky for us, she brought her camera along and came back with some pretty spectacular ...Read more
We tried several times, but failed every single time. There always seemed to be something faulty in our technique or our positioning. During one of the ﬁrst attempts, the people on the base layer were spaced too wide apart and we couldn’t stay stable. Another time, most of us were having trouble carrying the weight, so we never made it past the second level. Despite our unfaltering efforts, we didn’t succeed. I and my friends returned home from Governors Island disappointed in ourselves for failing to build a stable human pyramid.
On July 29th, SCA’s community crews in New York City and New Jersey came together 100 members strong to celebrate the midpoint of their summer crews with a project at New York City’s most famous green space: Central Park.
Four weeks ago, SCA’s NYC community crews hit the ﬁeld in public lands around New York Harbor. Since then, they have been hard at work in partnership with the...Read more
Instead of working at Jamaica Bay Wildlife Refuge, the crew was headed to a new location: Soundview Park in the Bronx. I was horriﬁed when our crew leaders shared information about the carnivorous black ﬂies in the salt marsh where we would be working. The shocking news had me worrying for the rest of the day: “What if a ﬂy takes a chunk out of my face?”...Read more
This hitch we all learned the hard way that barbwire is very unforgiving, whether you are crossing over it or just walking near it. It did not matter whether we were sawing or fencing, no one was safe from the barbs. Every day we seemed to ﬁnd a new rip or a tear growing larger and larger. By the end of our 9 day haul we had given up on trying to gently untangle our clothes, and just began to pull away with gusto. Each new rip was a badge of honor.
On our ﬁnal day we were beyond excited to don our other (non-barbwire exposed) work clothes to frolic around meadows...Read more