Green, Inc.

Fear motivates.

Fear was the reason I got into forestry. When I was in college (I grew up in the 1960s and graduated high school in 1969), Martin Litton’s iconinc picture of a boy looking out over a large clearcut of redwoods caused a number of us to take action.

The Photos Were a Snapshot in [...]

Green Giant Politics

Sequoiadendron giganteum occurs naturally in scattered groves only in the western Sierra. The 327,769-acre GSNP is at the southern boundary of its distribution. (Nat'l Park Service image)

My wife and I are members of the Sierra Club. She, because she supported their agenda. Me, because I want to know what the arguments are going to [...]

Life imitates art

This BBC story, Survey turns hill into a mountain, about Mynydd Graig Goch in Snowdonia in Wales sounds like the movie that starred Hugh Grant, The Englishman Who Went Up a Hill But Came Down a Mountain.

Maggie Mountain in the Sierra Nevada

I’ve worked in the Sierra Nevada at Mountain Home State Forest. I could see [...]

The Chance of a Lifetime

It was the chance of a lifetime: going into the backcountry to search for section corners and quarter-section corners set by surveyors one-hundred and one years before. The fly-in-the-ointment was that the surveyors probably had done their work while perched on a barstool in 1882. Someone knew how to nurse a beer.

In cadastral surveying the [...]

Sections, Townships, and Range

A long time ago (call it 1983) in a place far, far, away (call it Mountain Home State Forest), a small band of courageous neophyte surveyors began a project that many in the California Department of Forestry hierarchy felt to be impossible. We started work on finding, and then marking, the precise boundaries of Mountain [...]

My Old Day Job

At Mountain Home State Forest – circa 1973

I worked as the assistant forest manager at Mountain Home State Forest from 1979-1986. The old joke asks, “Where do forest rangers go to ‘get away from it all?’” As if working in the forest was not, well, work. I remember days when I’d been stung by [...]