Headwaters are where rivers begin, and therefore an appropriate start for a story about rivers.
After leaving from New Mexico yesterday I experienced the first set of small rapids this trip had for me, last minute airport connections (lots of running through LA and Vancouver), planes with unidentified dents in them (first delay), lost luggage (backpack couldn't run fast enough), airports with no phones to check on luggage status, and a 2 am taxi drive to the only open hotel in Whitehorse.
Today I've moved back into calm waters, I have a campsite on the Yukon River for tonight and a place to sleep until I head to Inuvik, in the Northwest Territories, early next week. My bag is still missing, but that just makes walking around town that much easier.
“We have an unknown distance yet to run, an unknown river to explore. What falls there are, we know not; what rocks beset the channel, we know not; what walls ride over the river, we know not. Ah, well! we may conjecture many things.”
-John Wesley Powell
Explorations in River Deltas and Coastal Wetlands.
About Me
For the next twelve months I will be traveling to river deltas around the world as a Thomas J. Watson Fellow. I am a human ecologist who has worked with plants, law makers, loggers, stone flies, and rivers in Coastal Maine; children, salt marshes, fishermen, land trusts, and Quakers in Southern New Jersey; and tortoises in the Mojave desert. During my year abroad I will be combining these interests and experiences by living in and meeting researchers, managers, and community members in the Venetian lagoon, Mackenzie, Ganges/Brahmaputra, Mekong, and Colorado river deltas.
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