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( Jun. 9th, 2009 03:00 pm)
My dad sent me some pictures from when I lived in Nevada.

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When talking to Susannah about the place Smokey had in my childhood mythos, the best comparison I could come up with was Santa. But even that isn't really accurate. Something interesting about growing up in my family was that I saw a lot of environmental public policy up close. There were Forest Service posters around the house with different types of messages, and my dad would talk about the way we were realizing that sometimes it was better to let small forest fires burn rather than allowing vegetation to build up to the point that fires could get really big and destructive. My dad's job was law enforcement, but he had done a lot of study and reading on resource management. Sometimes it's easy to forget that not everyone reflexively knows the definition of Wilderness Area, or immediately thinks "Take only pictures, leave only footprints" when they hear the phrase "Leave no trace".
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( Jun. 1st, 2009 03:02 pm)
There's something very nice about being in the Nevada mountains. Oddly emotional after that dream a few nights ago (in which the ranger station area I lived in at Mt. Charleston was inexplicably filled with newish-Camberville-style condos and I ran through them searching for my old house, knowing it *had* to be there because it was a historical building). In the car ride up the mountain I kept seeing flashes of my childhood* as the elevation changed. A Smokey Bear fire safety alert level sign, sage brush and rabbit brush, ponderosa, that particular pale purple wild lupine variety... Next summer I am totally visiting Mt. Charleston no matter what.

Of course, Lake Tahoe is in no way identical, it just provided flashes of familiarity.

For one, it's insanely developed--there's a starbuck's, for crying out loud. (Mt. Charleston had better not have a starbuck's when I go back.)

The network at the hotel is not free, so I'm sticking to my phone. I'll be less online than usual, and probably busy with user conference stuff anyway (if someone would only tell the n00b what was going on).

*I only lived there for 3 years, but they were the 3 years I unapologetically enshrine in my memory as childhood: it was right before puberty and crushes and so on, I played outside a lot, I played Myst and read The Hobbit for the first time... they were very formative years for me.


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