People You Meet

One of the more interesting things I have been able to do with my time as an Artist in Residence is to hang out in various places in the park and chat with people. Visitors to Bandelier come from all over the United States and other countries. There is a rich mix of languages, cultures, and ages. There are individuals, families, couples, singles, tour groups, groups of friends, and reunions. So far I have met at least one of the following: school teacher, banker, doctor, software engineer, waiter, writer, flight attendant, store clerk, painter – house and art, bricklayer, college student, stay-at-home Mom, active military, veteran, first responder, fast food worker, veterinarian, taxi driver, retiree, and musician. In the coming days I am sure I will find even more diversity. Some visitors have planned their trip here for a long time, some are spontaneous visitors, and some happen upon this treasure by accident.

Today, I had the particular pleasure of meeting Cooper, Huck, and their handler Andy (This is not my best photo ever – these guys all look much better and more handsome in real life).

Cooper and Huck are Certified National Crisis Response Canines. Andy and Cooper have recently completed a harrowing assignment to Uvalde, Texas where they assisted in the aftermath of the tragic school shooting at Robb Elementary last May. Thank you Andy and your lovely dogs for the service you render. I hope your experience here brings you respite and a measure of peace.

San Antonio, where I am from, is very close to Uvalde. To provide an outlet for our shared grief, the organization Arts Alive San Antonio created a space called Poets Respond to the Uvalde Tragedy. You can find the poem I am sharing here on their site, along with many others, at: https://artsalivesa.com/poets-respond-to-the-uvalde-tragedy-part-7/

Hatch Chile Season

Hatch, New Mexico is famous for it’s chiles. It used to be that you had to go to Hatch, or someplace close by, to get them, but now they are widely exported. I think they are best in their home state, fresh roasted during chile season, which runs from early August to late September, which means I am here right in the middle of it. Roadside stands with drums of chiles rotating over flames, the distinctive, spicy aroma perfuming the air, wafting through my car window–irresistible! Of course I stopped and bought some.

Chiles in a roaster. There are flames, but the sun is too bright to see them. These chiles are about halfway to being done.

Here is a poem I wrote a while back involving Hatch chiles.

Safe and Secure

When the park is open for visitors, chatter and laughter combine with bird song and cell phone tones join the rasp and buzz of insects. The shuttle bus arrives every 20 minutes with a hydraulic sigh. A few cars come and go, doors squeak open and shut, and the bear-resistant trash receptacles clatter closed. Other than these sorts of sounds there isn’t a lot of noise in the canyon, so the reverberation of helicopter blades slicing air is unusual.

The helicopter was here to rescue a hiker from the back country. Most people, myself included, don’t think much about what makes national parks relatively safe places to visit. Often over-estimating our capabilities while under-estimating the specific challenges a park may have, we listen with half an ear to information rangers give us. And even if we do listen and we are prepared, accidents and the unexpected can still happen. Lucky for us, there are park rangers who are dedicated to keeping us as safe and secure as possible. Today I had the opportunity to observe the complex management of a rescue operation for a back-country hiker suffering from dehydration, a condition that can cause tiredness, confusion, muscle cramping, poor kidney function, and elevated heart rate. Severe dehydration can lead to shock, low blood pressure, and even death.

The first indication that something was wrong came via a report from other hikers leaving the back country. This immediately activated the response chain, which involves the law-enforcement segment of the ranger staff. These rangers have training in law enforcement and are all EMT’s. They are armed and can make arrests, but as sworn peace officers, their main responsibility is to help and protect. Because Bandelier is a small park, and located near the city of Los Alamos, the rangers here work in close cooperation with local law and fire departments.

Preparations for the rescue were rapid and well-organized. The Los Alamos fire department dispatched an ambulance and a rescue vehicle. The terrain made it impossible to drive in , so a team was organized to carry medical supplies and a stretcher (litter) up the trail to bring the hiker down.

Bandelier rangers conferring with Los Alamos rescue.

Though I am sure it felt far longer for the person waiting alongside the trail, the team was efficient, reaching the hiker less than three hours after the initial report. In this case, it was determined that a helicopter would be the best way to extract the hiker. Hence the sound of the rotors this afternoon.

Unless they saw the vehicles or the helicopter, most visitors to the park were unaware of the events that unfolded here today. That is usually the case – law enforcement rangers go about their work with as little disruption to normal activities as possible. Rescue operations are only one (dramatic) facet to their jobs. They deal with park vandalism (sad), visitors who don’t pay entrance fees, run stops signs, light fires where they shouldn’t, drink too much, and other violations that pose a danger to the park or to others. They keep visitors, including me, safe and secure during our time at Bandelier. I’m glad they are here!

Many thanks to Mike Stetter (L), Will Sunderland (R) and Greg Drum (not shown – he was still on his way out of the back country) for taking the time to explain what they do and how they do it.

Hello!

It’s official! My time as Artist in Residence at Bandelier National Monument began today. After a somewhat harrowing drive (who would have guessed that after a long, dry Texas summer it would rain buckets and sheets as I made my way west) I arrived safely in beautiful Frijoles Canyon. Warm greetings and lots of information and support from the rangers and staff here made me feel welcome. They even unloaded my vehicle! (Did I bring too much? Yes – yes I did indeed bring too much…) As the first AiR since the COVID quarantines, I am looking forward to my time here – a month already doesn’t feel long enough to explore all the wonders that await.

My quarters. This is part of a wonderful lodge that was built by the Civilian Conservation Corps (CCC) between 1933 and 1941. Though no longer open for public lodging, it does provide housing for park staff and lucky official visitors like me. I am thrilled because there is personal history with this place – but that’s a story for later…
This is the afternoon view from my window. YES – the sky really is this blue!

After I settle in I will be back with more posts. See you later.