tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78204230351261952182024-03-05T14:57:09.945-08:00Henry's Fork Foundation Intern BlogHFF Internshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07066551349439940657noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820423035126195218.post-30323584741654224752014-08-16T18:10:00.000-07:002014-08-16T18:10:22.977-07:00Bears and World Class Cut Fishing (Slough Creek)<br />
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As we joyously walking down the
trail after a great day of fishing and spectacular views, I turn around when
Trevor shouts in a whisper, “Blair! Bear!” I then turn to Zach, and in the same
manner whisper, Bear! </div>
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Zach and I walked back up the trail
about 10 feet to Trevor and Jeff expecting to see a bear off in the distance, and
much to our dismay, there was an incredibly large black bear slouched in the
bushes no more than 15 yards away. With both bear spray and cameras in hand we
stared at the marvelous creature for about 10 seconds before we cautiously made
our way back down the trail back to the truck. </div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>All morning
on the hike in and while fishing, we spoke to each other about how this was
“bear country.” And by “bear country” I mean that I have never in my life seen
habitat that looks more inviting to bears than that surrounding Slough Creek in
Northeast Yellowstone. Even for Yellowstone National Park, a place revered for
bear sightings, this was exceptional. So it’s fitting that we had our first
bear encounter while fishing the backcountry at Slough Creek. Now on to the
fishing…</div>
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<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyUzVb6RmxSp52ahSTFSsnWfMrAd2bk7gDWfQEVYyR1LPy2FvLhy1IozGBtmeadLTssfQrJ4o1ndmJIpkdeog' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>My college
professors would not approve of citing Wikipedia, even for a casual blog post,
but the Wikipedia page for Slough Creek says that “the cutthroat fishing is
some of the best in the world,” and I would have to agree. With countless fish
and opportunities to cast to them, I could not have asked for a better way to
spend a Sunday afternoon. I completed my grand slam, if you will, for the
summer by knocking a cutthroat trout off the list, Jeff caught the beautiful
cut that he’s been chasing all summer, Thacia caught her first fish on a fly,
Zach landed six, and we even saw a bear. Pretty awesome day if you ask me. Be
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Blairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05559837153967338711noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820423035126195218.post-15376171351375965692014-08-06T07:36:00.001-07:002014-08-06T07:36:24.731-07:00Jeff Clemente (SLU) - The WestI'd say the best part of the work days of my HFF internship is the habitat study with Zach. I am a Conservation Biology major at St. Lawrence and I have learned so much through assisting Zach with his trout research. The best week working at HFF was the trout tagging in the beginning of the summer. My only main job for that entire week was to catch fish; no complaints there.<br />
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My favorite day off is a tie between the Table Rock hike in the Tetons and the Slough Creek fishing trip. In early June, Taylor and I decided to do a long hike in the Tetons, and Table Rock did not disappoint. About half way up the mountain, the beautiful summer surroundings quickly turned into a winter wonderland. We plunged further into the hike, walking through four feet of snow all the way to this view from the top. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Fishing in Yellowstone National Park at Slough Creek was nothing short of perfect. If the HFF were giving the survey at the Slough Creek trail head, I would give 10's to everything. The scenery was amazing, the creek was full of cutthroat, and the bears were there too (read Blair's blog post for bear encounter details). Cutthroat are my favorite trout because they are the native fish of the Snake River water shed and I am lucky to be able to catch these endangered, beautiful fish! Only one word could the describe the trip: the west. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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recurvekid94http://www.blogger.com/profile/13849730934786770664noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820423035126195218.post-49225468588185301482014-07-30T15:41:00.001-07:002014-07-30T15:43:26.944-07:00Sara and TaliyaOver the weekend I went to visit my family (I'm a local) and my mom was watching one of my nieces. I have six nieces and nephews and this particular niece will be 3 in December. Her name is Taliya and I may be biased but she is one of the most adorable children in the entire world.<br />
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Well, I took another intern with me named Sara Reese. She has gone to my house several times to visit my family with me. Sara and I hit it off at the beginning of the summer so she comes frequently.<br />
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I was playing with Taliya, tickling her and swinging her and chasing her around. Well Sara kept trying to get a reaction out of her by tickling her too but Taliya just wasn't having it but then I had to go outside to do some weed eating for my mom and I was out there for quite a while. What I came back in to was a complete surprise. Sara was laying down on the couch and Taliya was sitting in front of her butt naked "reading" her a book in her little gibberish that she speaks. It was so adorable. Taliya was just laughing and having a great time reading to Sara. I took some pictures and Taliya just ignored me and kept on doing what she was doing.<br />
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I am so happy to be a part of this foundation and to be able to make some friends here and take them to see and get to know my family. I feel so grateful for everything that has happened for me this summer.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09292448172444551377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820423035126195218.post-43597379984503550482014-07-27T21:59:00.001-07:002014-07-27T22:08:10.546-07:00Fly Fishing In IdahoThe first time I ever attempted to fly fish I knew nothing about it. I had been taken fishing by my grandpa but never fly fishing so since I knew nothing about fly fishing the little helpful directions I received by Zach (the HFF grad student) was actually very helpful. He would shout to me "too big of a pie slice", "abrupt stops", "you're using your wrist", etc.<br />
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I thought that fly fishing was fun but that was the highest level that it reached for me. Then, Trevor (one of my fellow interns) wanted to go fishing but he was working with me so he asked me if I wanted to go fishing after we got done with work before we headed back to the house. Well I wanted to learn how to fly fish so bad because of my grandpa so I agreed. I could have never expected what happened next...</div>
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I was casting and I was casting incorrectly and my drag was wrong and I was hardly getting anything right at all but for the first time I felt the rhythm of casting. Fly fishing suddenly (and without me realizing till later) felt soothing, meditative and calming. My thoughts and worries fled my head and I was suddenly elated. </div>
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I think that this is what the anglers I see coming off the river must feel. The serenity of the place and the soothing nature that has become fly fishing to me. I cannot describe how I now feel toward this rewarding and peaceful activity. I am happy to say that I am hooked to this beautiful thing and plan to continue learning (as I have been throughout this summer) as much as I can. Thank you to everyone who helped me with this and continue to assist in my learning and in the learning of anyone who is a beginner. You have to be such patient people for those who pick it up so slowly. You are continuing the legacy that is fly fishing.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09292448172444551377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820423035126195218.post-7087854742595865912014-07-24T10:28:00.002-07:002014-07-24T10:28:56.790-07:00Life on the River<br />
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<span style="color: #252323; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';"><span style="font-size: medium;">Although I gained an appreciation for the fly fishing culture last summer, nothing prepared me for the fly fishing scene at the Henry’s Fork. This 127 mile long tributary of the Snake River is prized for its superb fishing, especially dry fly fishing. Anglers are drawn here from around the world with the goal of hooking and landing one of the Henry’s Fork prized trout.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #252323; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';"><span style="font-size: medium;">As the only organization solely devoted to preserving the Henry’s Fork, HFF interns are always busy. There are two main projects going on: a habitat study and an angler satisfaction study. A grad student from Grand Valley State, Zack Kuzniar, is researching which habitat rainbow trout prefer, and all six interns are helping him out. Prior to the start of my internship, over 40 fish were tagged with radio trackers. We then spend the rest of the summer tracking this fish to see which habitat they prefer to live in. Zach walks around the riverbank with a radiotelemetry reader to try and pick up the signals from the tagged fish. Two interns follow him carrying all of the supplies needed to survey the habitat. Once Zach locates a fish, we examine what the habitat is like by looking at factors such as temperature, dissolved oxygen, depth, water velocity, substrate size, and macrophyte growth. By the end of this summer, Zach will know what factors these rainbow trout favor.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: #252323; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';">The angler satisfaction study is the other main project the interns are undertaking this summer. The goal of this study is to let the anglers voice their opinions regarding the condition of the Henry’s Fork. Every day, two interns drive to several access points and interview the anglers as they </span><span style="color: #252323; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';">follow him carrying all of the supplies needed to survey the habitat.</span><span style="color: #252323; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';"> </span><span style="color: #252323; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';">Once Zach locates a fish, we examine what the habitat is like by looking at factors such as temperature, dissolved oxygen, depth, water velocity, substrate size, and macrophyte growth.</span><span style="color: #252323; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';"> </span><span style="color: #252323; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';">By the end of this summer, Zach will know what factors these rainbow trout favor.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: #252323; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';">In addition to interviewing anglers and surveying the habitat, we monitor the Buffalo fish ladder, take water samples, and assist with various odd jobs </span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyw2HD3s0H8sqeoW5NrV0kiwuPl5c4JdZ45W4GIuVQEpFkoH9DuL0_IhCiogtgxF14iuuHMZjA-na7DkpPIZIWx6TlOEJc01ulse43pKHtSYwgQlCz3R2WYZZ7qcZgwezYzHlSi0mkXBE/s1600/unnamed+(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; font-size: large; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #252323;">around the river. Every week or so, one or two interns spend the day imputing the data we have gathered from the Habitat Study and Angler Surveys. The variety of jobs and tasks keeps things from getting monotonous. Every day on the river is unique and you never know what you might see. This week, I saw a mama moose with her calf wading by Millionaires! </span></a></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: #252323; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';">When we are not working, HFF interns spend their free time discovering what makes Idaho so special and enjoying the fresh mountain air. As an avid rock climber, hiker, and cyclist, most of my free time is spent exploring the nearby mountain ranges and open roads. Although I have seen so much, its hard to believe that I only have four weeks left here. There are still so many items left on my to-do list!</span></span></div>
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Taylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13736301059469020299noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820423035126195218.post-60954374946420023492014-07-22T21:05:00.001-07:002014-07-22T21:09:03.389-07:00A First Trip to YellowstoneWhile my family has spent time in this part of the country before, prior to last week my parents and I had never made the trip to explore Yellowstone. My mom and dad were lucky enough to be able to travel from Virginia this summer to spend time with me here in Idaho, and we jumped on the opportunity of being so close to Yellowstone. Driving up US 20 and entering through West Yellowstone, we knew we were in for a special Sunday - hardly anyone there, geysers glowing with bright colors, Old Faithful erupting, and spotting huge herds of elk and buffalo and a black bear crossing the river. We loved it so much we returned again later last week to fish the Madison River, and my dad was lucky enough to catch a trout one of his first times ever fly fishing. Yellowstone was a fantastic way to spend a few days with my parents, and those visits make me excited to come back to this area of the country and continue to explore the parts of Yellowstone we were unable to make it to.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820423035126195218.post-22768652535264058242014-07-06T16:15:00.000-07:002014-07-06T22:19:24.369-07:00Idaho, its Anglers, and the Satisfaction SurveyAlthough I've spent some time in this area of the country with my family before, when starting my internship with the Henry's Fork Foundation, I was instantly astounded by how friendly and laid back people are in this tucked away section of America. This summer, one of the main tasks the interns have been assigned is conducting angler satisfaction surveys. Each day of the season, a few of the interns can be found at locations throughout Harriman State Park asking anglers to complete a survey for the Foundation on fishing conditions that day and how it compares to years past. Interning in Washington, D.C. last summer, I was given a similar task of interviewing people about environmental issues on the National Mall. The friendliness and eagerness of the anglers who devote their summers and falls to fishing the Ranch are the exact opposite of what I encountered last summer. Thus far, the majority of anglers have been willing to complete the roughly 5 minute survey and many have stayed after completing the survey to chat with the interns, whether it's asking us about school and where we're from or giving us pointers on fly fishing and some spots we absolutely need to check out this summer. Being from Virginia and going to school in New York, I was a bit worried about the transition into Idaho life and whether I would be able to connect and relate to the anglers, some of whom have been fishing the Ranch for 40 or more years. Everyone's passion for the area and their genuine concern about the health of the Henry's Fork and its renowned rainbow trout have made my transition remarkably easy and have made me feel absolutely at home here in Idaho. I've never met a community more eager to share, friendly, or passionate about helping an area, and it's made me incredibly excited to go out everyday and see the familiar, friendly faces of anglers I've already met this season and to make new connections with anglers, some of them experiencing the beauty of the Harriman State Park for the first time, just like me a few weeks ago.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820423035126195218.post-90026334941914219832013-09-30T12:09:00.000-07:002013-12-04T13:06:13.480-08:00Water, Cows and Stars<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">It’s
hard to believe this is my last week in Idaho.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It wasn’t <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">that</i> long ago when I
drove into Ashton at 10:30pm, trying to figure out the turn to the intern’s
summer home from US Highway 20.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This summer
is my first time in Idaho, where the skylines are magnificent, the river runs
swift, and the eagles call.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">You’ve
heard about many of our summer projects from my fellow interns, so I’ll write
about a project that started after most of us had left.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As the summer progressed, the water
reservoirs draw lower and the river risks sedimentation as outflows skim closer
to the sediment bottom.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As a result, the
Henry’s Fork Foundation started sampling water quality to monitor outflows from
the Island Park Dam. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Almost daily, we
wade out in the Box Canyon and Coffee Pot to sample for suspended sediment
concentration (SSC), total phosphate concentration, and turbidity.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Samples in the Coffee Pot, above the Dam, are
used for comparisons.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Phosphate and
sediment samples are sent to the Bureau of Reclamation while we run turbidity
samples in the office.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Results
of the study won’t come in until after I’ve left.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>By now, there’s only Chris and I left and Matt,
the intern coordinator, accompanies us most days.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The boys have been getting ready and excited
for the hunting season, which starts in September.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As we work, they trade tips on guns, shells,
tags, hunting spots, boats, hunting dogs and more.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I chime in now and then about dogs, but
otherwise the topics are foreign to this California urbanite.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My knowledge of the sport has skyrocketed,
and I can appreciate their enthusiasm.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s
a part of the Idaho culture I’ve come to love.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Once
in a while we float the river searching for our tagged fish in preparation for
habitat surveys in </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">the fall.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Most of our
fish were detected in the Harriman Ranch where they were first tagged.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">The Foundation will survey fish habitats in
Harriman again in the fall to compare with early and late summer
observations.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sadly, I’ll be gone by
then.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sometimes, we would find cattle loosed
from their pastures on our floats.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Someone would call into the office, and we would spend the afternoons checking
for broken spots in our fences.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Needless
to say, I’ve added cattle herding to my list of first experiences this summer.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">I
wanted to close with my list of first experiences, in thanks to this
extraordinary summer internship.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Driving
around the area has been an experience, and I like to take morning joy rides
around Mesa Falls in search of wildlife.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>This summer, I saw eagles for the first time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My longer trips have taken me to the Grand
Teton National Park, West Yosemite, and Bozeman, not to mention idyllic airport
trips to Idaho Falls and Pocatello.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
East Idaho State Fair in Blackfoot serves as my first true state fair
experience.</span><br />
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A
friend taught me how to ride this summer, and I attended my first rodeo and Dutch
oven BBQ – line dancing included, and I sadly (not really) don’t have any
photos to share.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I caught my first fish
here, picked and tasted my first huckleberries here.
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</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">And
the stars.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Lack of urban areas make the
night sky less light polluted, so I like to contemplate the
constellations.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Perseid meteor
shower peaked on August 12<sup>th</sup>, and Ashton was one of the best places
to see it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Here, for the first time in a
long time, my sense of wonder grew.<o:p></o:p></span>HFF Internshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07066551349439940657noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820423035126195218.post-82386316521646019942013-07-24T15:53:00.001-07:002013-07-24T15:53:08.581-07:00Electrofishing on Duck Creek: lots of fish, cows, and horses… 0 ducks.
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“You know who would be really good
at electrofishing?” I asked the crew as we sat down in the grass, peeling off
our thick rubber gloves in the 85-degree heat.</div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>“Who?”
Jeff asked as he let the 50(ish) pound electrofisher off his back and joined us
in the grass. </div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>“A
professional lacrosse player!” </div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>We
all laughed at my little nerdy joke, and started to guzzle water before our
final e-fishing pass of the day. It was hot outside, and dressed up to the
nines in our long pants, waders, and shockproof rubber gloves was certainly not
cooling us down.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Now,
you might be wondering what exactly e-fishing is. (I certainly was before I
came out here!) Anne Marie was careful to assure me yesterday that we were not
electrocuting any fish (that would imply fish-murder. Definitely not something
the foundation supports). Rather, e-fishing is a way to collect data on fish
populations in any given area of a stream/river. An electrofisher has two ends:
an anode, and a cathode. A current travels between the two ends (both of which
are placed in the water, several feet apart). Fish that are within reach of the
current are lightly stunned – as they rise to the surface of the water they are
scooped up in a net, and placed in a live-well where they can happily swim
around until re-released into the stream after the survey is complete. Two or
three “netters” follow behind the person who is electrofishing – the netters
must deftly position themselves in the optimal place for catching tiny, stunned
fish… hence the lacrosse joke. (Perhaps the strong sun weakened my humor?) </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Setting up the electrofisher before heading out to the creek - this bad boy is probably <br />the most expensive piece of electronic equipment I will ever handle. </td></tr>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>This
summer the Henry’s Fork Foundation is taking part in a statewide survey of
rivers/lakes/streams/tributaries in order to assess the population and health
of native cutthroat trout. This survey was last done in 2002, and the new data
will be used to compare the status of cutthroats over the last decade.
Yesterday we assessed a tributary of Henry’s Lake – it quickly became one of
the most interesting, exciting, and rewarding days of my summer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Duck Creek is a lovely little stream,
surrounded by a herd of cattle and many horses. Overgrown in several sections
by thorns, trees, and sagebrush, the stream can be a little bit difficult to
navigate while holding an e-fisher or nets, but it was complete worth the
struggle. Duck Creek’s challenging sections were gorgeous; even after my third
time up our 100-meter reach (each stream must be e-fished 3 times for our
surveys); I still found it to be quite beautiful. I am still struck by Idaho’s
beauty every day I am here. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The cows wanted to e-fish too, but we didn't have waders big enough for them...</td></tr>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Yesterday
I got to be a professional lax player/e-fishing netter, along with Bess and
Chris. For his last day with HFF this summer, Jeff got the chance to don the
e-fisher. (He did a great job – I was quite impressed with his ability to hold
his body upright under the weight of the e-fisher AND handle the anode/cathode
ends at the same time. While wearing waders, in the heat, on the slippery
rocks, amid the thick sagebrush. 10 points for Jeff!) Netting, as it turns out,
is a job that requires a competitive drive, good eyes, and quick reflexes.
Bess, Chris and I soon turned our job into a little tournament (though no
winner was crowned, I would like to believe I caught the most fish!) </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The crew e-fishing Duck Creek</td></tr>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>So,
what did we find? Hundreds of fish – mostly brook trout and sculpin… and nine
cutthroats. It is hard to assess our data without comparing it to data from the
rest of the state. However, it is a relief to see that there are at least some
cutties still in the tributary. Brookies are more aggressive than the cutties,
and hatch earlier too. The question is – will the cutties be able to make a
comeback, or have the non-native brookies and rainbows taken over? It seems
cliché, but perhaps only time will tell. Rainbows were introduced several
decades ago because it takes more athleticism to fish for them – but nowadays
we also know the value of a thriving native species. It seems to be a battle
between what is best for nature and what is best for humans – a common struggle
for environmentalists. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of the cutthroat trout we caught while e-fishing</td></tr>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>An
internship is meant to expose students to a potential career path, and to give
them the opportunity to gain new skills. How many college students can say that
they have spent a day electrofishing in rural Idaho, participating in
field-research with some of the best scientists in the field? So often an
internship turns into an opportunity for a corporation to exploit an unpaid
college student – but an internship with HFF is the exact opposite of that. I
am so grateful for this experience; my summer with the Henry’s Fork Foundation
has been the perfect way to actualize the lessons I have learned in the
classroom at Colgate University as an Environmental Studies major, reinforcing
my passion for sustaining, conserving, and protecting the environment for its
own sake and for the sake of future generations. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Checking on the fish at the live-well at the end of the day</td></tr>
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When I first arrived in Idaho, I called Matt to let him know
I had made it to Idaho Falls. He cheerily replied that he would be there soon;
he’d just picked up the Suburban from the shop and was running a little late.
That, ladies and gentlemen, was the first time I learned of the infamous ‘burb.
As I sat on the curb outside the bus stop, a “well loved” 1994 Chevrolet
Suburban rolled up. Little did I know, this car would whisk me away to my new
home for the summer, and also become one of the intern crew’s closest acquaintances.</div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>The ‘Burb,
or Bruce, as she is sometimes known, has been with us almost every day this
summer. We’ve had many thrilling adventures together, almost too many to count.
Many days, Brucey would give us a challenge: “Go ahead, open my back doors. Bet
ya can’t.” Ten minutes later, one of the two doors would be open. As Matt
explained to me on my first day, “it’s a push, then a pull. Kind of all one
motion.” At this point in the summer, I’m happy to say I’ve <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">almost </i>mastered the technique. But sometimes,
our adventures weren’t as fun for playful ol’ Bruce.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The 'Burb kindly allowing Anne Marie, Zach, and Matt take some telemetry and fish surgery gear she was hauling around.</td></tr>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>In her old
age, the ‘Burb sometimes struggles overcoming the behemoth of a land mass we
call the Ashton Hill. Bruce would hiccup and cough her way to the top, then
coast down until the next rise. Somehow, even with a trailer or on triple
empty, we still always made it (regardless of the odd smells creeping in to us
from Bruce’s innards) with country music blaring. Luckily, the ‘burb recently
underwent extensive non-invasive surgery to fix her, shall we say, “asthma”
problem. </div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>For a
while, Bruce insisted on not using her turning signals while braking. Because
of that stubborn habit, the crew learned all of the hand signals that you laugh
at when you first hear of them during driver’s ed. When the ‘Burb wasn’t
suffering from medical issues or dolling out life lessons, she silently did any
tasked asked of her, with no qualms whatsoever.</div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>The ‘Burb
is the crew’s noble steed, our faithful friend who never lets us down, no
matter what the circumstances. Bruce has taken us thousands of feet up
mountains, down washboarded forest roads, and carted more gear around then ever
though possible. The crew would like to thank that wonderful vehicle that we
are so proud to call a friend. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The man, the myth, the legend: the 'Burb.</td></tr>
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Keep on truckin’,</div>
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Jeff</div>
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P.S. A message to Bruce: if you could please return the
sunscreen, hemostats, nippers, and socks you “borrowed” from me, that would be
most appreciated.</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When I return home and think back on my time out in Idaho, I
am going to remember the hilarious, fun, touching moments that sum up my
summer. My main inspiration for
pursuing this internship was the opportunity to gain invaluable field-research
skills that I couldn’t learn in an academic building, but I am coming away with
much more. Each intern here has helped make my summer special in a variety of
ways. Together we have seen the entire watershed from the top of Sawtelle
mountain, watched three season of How I Met Your Mother, and floated the river
by Bear Gulch in car tires. We have recorded the size of hundreds of fish at
the Buffalo fish ladder, put up miles of cattle fences to protect the river,
and listened to hours of country music while piled into our lovely Suburban.
These guys deserve individual shout outs though, so here goes.</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;">Summer Field Crew 2013!<br />(from left to right:) Chris, Bess, Arielle, Jeff, Chau, & Will </span></td></tr>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">My favorite moments of the summer so far, by intern (and
grad student):</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Jeff: Jeff is the lead adventurer of the group, planning
excursions tough enough to challenge even the bravest hiker. (Okay, maybe that
is a little dramatic. But still – he loves a good hike.) Jeff, Bess, and I went
backpacking a few weekends ago at Palisades Creek, and Jeff was super excited
to try out his emergency shelter tent, which is essentially a large garbage bag
held up by a long piece of string. Even though it was literally freezing
outside (Jeff’s water-bottle froze overnight), he slept in his bright orange
emergency tent, despite the fact that there was plenty of room in mine and
Bess’s tent. He wanted to prove to himself that it worked and that he could do
it – and even though I tease him for sleeping in a garbage bag, I love how
committed Jeff is to being a true outdoorsman/backpacker. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Chris: watching <i>The Lion King</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> on my laptop - which we propped up on a tree stump - at Henry’s Lake
on July 4<sup>th</sup>. (A little background: once or twice a week a pair of
interns heads up to Henry’s Lake to do boat inspections on behalf of Fremont
County Weed Control, a government agency whose mission is to prevent invasive
species from destroying the gorgeous and important natural resources in the area,
including the water in Henry’s Lake. The biggest threats to the lake are zebra
and quagga mussels, which have the potential to wipe out an entire ecosystem.
They can be transported on boats, so we do inspections to make sure that boats
from out of state aren’t bringing in any of these evil little buggers). While
waiting for boats to come for inspection, Chris and I entertained ourselves by
singing along to the soundtrack and reciting the memorable lines of this
classic movie. Each time a car pulled up I would laugh while wondering what the
driver thought of two twenty-something-year-olds watching a Disney movie
outside in the 80 degree heat on July 4<sup>th</sup>. </span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Will: Will and I spent one of his first days here working
together as a team, putting up a cattle fence on the river by Mesa Falls. At
the end, we met Matt and Chris who had done their half… wearing work gloves.
Will and I just looked at each other and said that we were too hard-core for
work gloves. After all, the fence was only a <i>little</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> rusty. This started a whole series of Arielle and
Will adventures, and we have since dubbed ourselves “team A/W-esome” – also
known as the “Dream Team”. </span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Bess: A group of us went to Five-11-Main for lunch one day,
and Matt (our field-crew leader) and his lovely wife Paige ended up joining us.
After a story Matt told, Bess and I both said “oh my GOD” at the same exact
time, with the same sweeping hand gesture. This is constantly happening to Bess
and me, and it always leads us to say that: “we are just the same person”,
which is ironic because Bess and I are actually very different. Somehow,
though, we tend to always say the same things at the same time, and it always
makes us giggle. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Chau: Chau was the last of the group to arrive, and we were
all excited to welcome the last member of Henry & The Forks to our little
blue house. The moment she came in the door, we all crowded around introducing
ourselves and offering to help move her things into the house. It was so great
to have the whole group finally together, and even though we probably
overwhelmed her a ton in that first five minutes, she was a total champ and
didn’t seem fazed at all. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Zach: One of the first nights I was here, Zach somehow got
rope-a-doped into playing a Ke$ha song on the guitar. Needless to say, it was
hilarious. (Jeff did “interpretive dance” which is also a truly special
memory!) Zach and I have spent several evenings at the breakfast bar in the
kitchen, playing/singing along to any country song Zach can find the chords to
online. We both like 90s country, and its so nice to sing along to these songs
that sound like my childhood – with a new friend. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I am only ½ way done with my summer, and I can’t wait to
make a whole new bundle of Idaho memories. </span></div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>When the
workweek finally comes to an end, <i>Henry and the Forks</i> are always excited for
the adventures that the weekend is sure to hold. Some recent escapades have
included floating the Warm River and Henry’s Fork, hiking around by Sawtelle
Mountain, backpacking in the Caribou Range, and exploring the towns and cities
around Ashton (and of course a bundle of fishing). This past weekend, Bess and I
went for a hike to the very popular Table Mountain in the Teton Range. Little
did we know, this trip would prove to be far more exciting than we thought.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A lovely day for a hike!</td></tr>
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daypacks slung over our shoulders, we left the Teton Camp Ground around 10:00AM
for the ~6 mile trek to the summit of Table Mountain. We talked with a number
of people on the way up, and all assured us that the views of the Tetons from
the peak would be marvelous. Talking with folks was wonderful, until one guy
coming down the trail warned us “watch out, there’s a big storm up ahead.” This
wasn’t exactly what we’d hoped to hear. As we ascended some final switchbacks
to reach a plateau 1.5 miles from the summit, we saw the dark grey and purple
thunderheads heading straight for us. After discussing our situation with an
awesome man sporting a “Fear Grandpa” tee shirt, we decided to press on and see
if we could make it to the top before the storm unleashed its fury. And boy oh
boy, did things get interesting.</div>
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the peak, the storm set in. We were more or less above tree line, standing in
the open at 10,000 feet. If I were a bolt of lightening, I would have loved to
strike us. Accordingly, we flew down the trail as fast as we could and took
shelter from the hail and lightening in a small grove of trees, layering up as
the temperature dropped 20 degrees in a matter of minutes. We were a bit discouraged,
but even more determined to make it to the summit. Forty-five minutes later,
the storm had passed and we set out once again.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...not as lovely of a day...</td></tr>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"></span> Of course,
another storm decided to mosey on in and say hello. Now past the point of no
return, we went off trail to a stunted copse of trees and sat out this storm,
the hail not reaching us through a thatched roof of pine. A half hour later, we
opted to make another dash for the summit, passing a few groups that were up
there hiding in rocks when the storms hit (they could feel the static
electricity building up around them).
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>This
attempt was rather short lived. Almost completely above tree line, a third
storm rolled in and forced us to hide under some gnarled tree/shrubs. The
temperature dropped even more, and we didn’t have nearly as much protection
from the storm as we huddled together for warmth. But deterred we were not! We
emerged from our lair and stared defiantly at the peak, perhaps a quarter mile
away, beckoning for us to climb to its precipice. Then we glanced across the
mountains. </div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Storm
numero quatro was also staring at the peak. It decided to make itself known by
sending down from the heavens a fiery stab of electricity, right to the top of
the mountain. A moment later, a repeat strike had Bess and I turning our backs
on that fine looking mountain. After nearly three hours of playing cat and
mouse with storms that shouldn’t be reckoned with, we decided it wasn’t worth
it. We made our way down trail (a mighty steep trail, might I add), stoked to
have made it out alive (we had our doubts at some points), and even happier to
have seen some wonderful scenery and met a number of rad people (we had a nice
chat with “Fear Grandpa” man again at the trailhead). This hike may not have
been what we were expecting, but it was still a great time!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Still alive! (yay)</td></tr>
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Checking the weather is for squares,</div>
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Jeff</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">If, one month ago, someone had told
me that I would soon be excited to wake up at 5 am, it is highly likely that I
would have been quite skeptical. But the thing is… they would have been right.
There is something truly wondrous about waking up before the sun rises and
hopping into a canoe for a full day of field research. With freezing cold
fingers and two layers of pants under my Simms waders, we launch into the river
from the log jam or from the bank of the river by Millionaires, searching out
the next point on our map of spots that we must cover to complete habitat
surveys. It’s best to be on the water as early as possible. This way we can
avoid disturbing fishermen during peak fishing hours, and the wind is far
weaker in the morning – making for easier rowing. For the last few weeks, I
have had the privilege of spending several days on the water with Zach Kuzniar
(a grad student at Grand Valley State University in Michigan) who is conducting
research on adult rainbow trout habitat use in the ranch portion of the Henry’s
Fork. Part of this research involves a series of in-depth habitat surveys: at
200 points on the river we measure water velocity, temperature, dissolved
oxygen levels, water level, substrate, and a whole slew of other variables. And
it is always an adventure.</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">A green drake that landed on our boat during habitat surveys - fishermen's dream!</span></td></tr>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I had the special opportunity to
help conduct surveys on the water before the ranch portion was open to fishing,
when herds of elk and other animals that are native to that area had not yet
been permanently frightened into the woods by the presence of too many people.
On my first day on the water, Zach, Chris and I watched an enormous herd of elk
running across the river. It was absolutely gorgeous, and I was completely
entranced by the natural wonder before me. I felt like I was in an incredible
National Geographic TV special. Now that the ranch is open, I have seen far
fewer animals, and none in herds. This is a pity, because it is a truly awesome
experience to be that close to something that seemed so primal, but which is
simply a part of everyday life in the wilderness. It was torrentially
down-pouring that entire day, but it was one of my favorite days of the summer
because I spent it on the water, in good company, in the name of science. I
really don’t know what more I could ask for (perhaps a touch of sunlight, but
then again… the rain added to the experience. Plus I get to brag about how
hard-core my field research experience is to all of my friends back home!) </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Measuring water velocity </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">(p.s. Check out my Simms waders! They make me feel like a true outdoors woman)</span></td></tr>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Habitat surveys themselves can get
a bit monotonous, but all I ever have to do is look up and take in the
breathtaking sight of the Henry’s Fork and I am reminded of why I love being
here in Idaho. After a month, the beauty of this place is still remarkable to
me. I have never been anywhere so open in my life. I can see for miles, all the
way to the crest of the caldera and far beyond it. How many people can say that
they can see the Tetons all day while they work? The air here is fresh and my
lungs are definitely grateful. After having spent the last five months of my
life in London (a wonderful city… but a city with tons of gas-guzzling cars and
pollution), the purity of this landscape is such a constant joy to me. Right
now I am gazing into our backyard, where a beautiful black horse is grazing in
the thick grass…which stretches for miles and miles… until the green blends
into the bright blue of the sky, which is endless here. I can't dream of a
better place to spend my summer. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">:D Arielle </span></div>
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they didn’t get the rights to follow Henry & the Forks (trademark pending) around
this summer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>With California (x2),
Idaho, Michigan (not really an intern, but we let him hang out with us),
Mississippi, New York, and Pennsylvania all represented, we’ve got a variety
of demographics covered.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It has been an
interesting social experiment the past three weeks living with such a diverse
group, but I can’t imagine a better situation.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>After spending long days together, we all gravitate back to the living
room at the end of the day (sometimes because we’re too tired to make it to our
rooms) to rehash the highlights of the day, e.g. spending twenty minutes
“mowing” the field for Henry’s Fork Day only to realize that you have to put
the blade down on a ride-on mower for it to actually cut the grass.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>(In my defense, I had only ever used a push
mower, also known as character building.)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Another example, the time Jeff (a.k.a. Nugget) ate an entire box of
expired Raisin Bran cereal in one afternoon (true story).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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will be the most meaningful takeaways from this internship.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’ve learned so much about conservation
management and the inner workings of a nonprofit in the past three weeks, but
it’s the people I’ve met, the stories I’ve heard, and the memories I’ve made so
far that really make me appreciate the intangibles this internship has to
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many wonderful, new, exciting things have happened since I arrived here in
Idaho three weeks ago that I hardly know where to begin. I have tucked myself
into a canoe before sunrise to assist with habitat surveys on the ranch portion
of the Henry’s Fork River, gaining field-research skills I could never learn in
a classroom. I have wrestled with trout of all sizes at the Buffalo fish ladder,
discovering the incredible (and humbling) strength of these creatures so much smaller
than myself. My new intern friends and I have spent days hauling the remnants
of the Thurmon Creek weir through the forest, learning about the inglorious but
nonetheless important side of field-research. And somehow, in the midst of all
of this, 22-inch-long rainbow trout have miraculously appeared on the end of my
fishing line! It has been a busy blur of summer days well spent, with plenty of
learning, laughing, and country music to boot. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>When
I first accepted this internship, I had only an inkling of what this summer
would hold. I knew that I would be assisting with field-research, that I would
finally get to spend my summer outdoors again, and that I would be moving into
a house with six other interns from across the country. Little did I know that
I would be making some truly amazing new friends who share my passions for the
outdoors and conservation. I also didn’t know that I would have a very hard
time learning how to hold a live fish… but that with lots of kind encouragement
and coaching, I would learn how to gently but deftly handle those little guys
in no time. I still have much to learn out here beneath these beautiful Idaho
skies, and I can’t wait to see where the next seven weeks will take me and the
rest of the 2013 field crew. </span></div>
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here I am, a girl from the suburbs of New York City, writing to you from rural
Idaho – and loving every moment of it. Stay tuned for more blog posts from me
and the rest of <i>Henry & The Forks</i> (as we interns have named ourselves) as
we keep you updated with stories of our summer adventures! </span></div>
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left wader boots. He managed to stuff his neoprene cover feet into his Chacos, and
we started splashing upstream, only to hit a series of 10 ft. waterfalls. We
managed to climb over the first one with our gear, but the second was above a
deep pool. Time to improvise. Luckily Charlie, the resident rock climber, had
some webbing and carabineers in his pack, so Matt climbed up and we hauled our
gear up and over the cliff next to the falls, and then scrambled up
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second site and it wasn’t too bad: we just had to walk around a swamp. Suddenly
we broke through an aspen grove and found ourselves on the edge of a cliff,
looking down at the creek far below. We were momentarily stumped because there
was no way we were going to be able to climb down safely, much less get back
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Fork. They have done several restorations in the past and have determined a
method based on trial and error. The status quo for stopping erosion is to use
large rocks, which works when the natural substrate of the river is rocky, but
is not effective in sandy riverbeds because the rocks are just washed away.
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of rocks we used organic materials and native plants to secure the banks. After
an excavator had leveled the steep slope, we staked down a burlap cloth made of
biodegradable coconut fibers on the tow of the slope.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Above this, we dug a huge trench and dropped in bio-logs.
Bio-logs are pre-planted with a mixture of native grasses and young willows and
are given their cylindrical structure by more burlap. After the bio-logs, we
planted coyote willows of various sizes, and a mixture of hawthorn, currant,
roses, and snowberries. As Katie Salsbury of North Fork Native Plants explained,
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<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820423035126195218.post-4080928875586626432012-07-08T10:45:00.001-07:002012-07-08T10:46:38.970-07:00Catching our First Yellowstone Cutthroat Trout!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hiking in all of our gear</td></tr>
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This week we electro-fished the
wonderfully named Jackass Creek in Grand Targhee National Park. The sites we
were surveying had only been electro-fished once before and the notes on how to
find the sights were pretty vague. One description informed us that the
beginning of a unit was near a “large split pine”. There were around a million
large split pines on the creek. Luckily, we had some GPS coordinates.
Unluckily, the first day, we plugged in the wrong coordinates and spent around
an extra hour crashing through the woods before we realized we had hiked way too
far carrying all of our heavy gear. Oops. On the bright side, the wildlife
sightings were great! We saw a baby skunk, some snakes, a bird’s nest, and best
of all; Matt found a full set of epic moose antlers!! </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yellowstone Cutthroat!</td></tr>
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Hands
down, the stars of the show at Jackass Creek were the Yellowstone Cutthroat
Trout. These were the first YCT
we’ve caught this summer and they are stunning fish. We learned that the population
at Jackass creek is unique because it is the only pure and original YCT
population left in the Henry’s Fork Watershed. The rest of the watershed has
non-native brook or rainbow trout mixed in, or has been seeded from Yellowstone
Lake. The fish we caught were incredibly wild and very difficult to measure and
keep in the bucket. We also caught more of them than had been caught the last
time this creek was surveyed, so that is potentially very good news for the
cutthroats. It was exciting to
explore this remote part of the watershed full of bear signs and
cutthroats. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Matt and the Antlers</td></tr>
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820423035126195218.post-42886411925101778102012-07-08T08:07:00.000-07:002012-07-08T11:58:02.023-07:00Gillnetting Island Park Reservoir<br />
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Game (Greg, Jamie, and Jordan) and helped them survey the fish populations in
Island Park Reservoir. They had
put down ten huge nets at various sites the night before, and we pulled them
out in the morning. We brought the
nets over to the shore and set about detangling the fish. Gillnets are
appropriately named because the fish’s gills get tangled in the holes when they
try to swim past. Untangling them without mutilating them was a little tricky,
but we had to be careful because we needed to accurately measure the length of
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Fish and Game has been tracking
fish populations in the Island Park Reservoir for a while, so the data we were
collecting will help them determine population trends. For each fish we weighed
and measured them. For the few rainbow trout we caught we also collected the
otoliths aka the ear bones. Charlie was able to pull them out in a record 11
seconds! All in all we caught close to 1,000 fish, mostly suckers and chubs.
One little kokanee also made it into a net! Working with Fish and Game was super fun; they treated us to
a delicious lunch and taught us the difference between the types of fish. Hopefully we can grab a few more
beautiful days out on the water with them.<span id="goog_1648326151"></span><span id="goog_1648326152"></span> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820423035126195218.post-32578923009931936972012-06-27T15:50:00.001-07:002012-06-27T15:51:25.177-07:00Canoe CrazinessSo far it's been one adventure after another out here in Idaho. A few weeks ago, Spencer, Chase, and I went out on a canoe trip on the Warm River, which was a lot of fun! There was a little whitewater and we saw an osprey and some fish jumping. The float was nice until we got to the end and realized Chase had left his keys to the car where we pulled out in the Suburban where we put in. Spencer hitchhiked back to town to grab his car and rescue us, but then his keys were in the Suburban too! Anne Marie was called and gallantly rescued us, which proved for an interesting story, one of many this summer I'm sure!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820423035126195218.post-88284034019120731932012-06-11T15:22:00.000-07:002012-06-11T15:22:24.177-07:00Findings on the Buffalo<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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summer, which I think we are all excited about!! On the Buffalo River the
other day, HFF counted and measured the number of fish in the outmigrant trap
and fish ladder trap around the hydroelectric dam. Joining this process with
Matt Cahoon and Anne Marie Emery for the first time were me, Kendra Sultzer,
and another of Henry's Fork Foundation interns for the summer, Chase Douglas.
Along with measuring and counting the number of fish, we encountered a few
other species. Collecting the organic matter from the top of the screens
leading to the outmigrant trap, we found a giant water bug, or <i>Belostomatidae</i>.
We released it back into the river, but it didn't want to leave the pavement
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<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820423035126195218.post-39492740494295141982011-07-19T22:45:00.000-07:002011-07-19T23:07:53.549-07:00The past couple of days were unique in that we were able to devote the majority of our activities to the educational aspect of the Henry’s Fork Foundation. On Friday, July 15th, we attended the Island Park Craft Fair at the Buffalo Run Campground where we set up a Henry’s Fork Foundation-sponsored craft tent for children. At the tent, children ranging in age from 4 to 12 were able to make and decorate their very own plant presses. The presses each consisted of two pieces of cardboard and newspaper bungeed inside of two pieces of painted plywood-like material to which the children added their own paintings and glitter. While the paint dried on the presses, Ann Marie took the children on a brief nature walk where they could locate their very own wildflowers to press and bring home. The presses ended up being a huge success! Many more children came than anticipated, but there were enough presses to go around and the children went home excited to go out into nature and find more plants to press. <br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nm6gIr0rfa8/TiZsYfni0iI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MrKJnY4M_4I/s1600/flower%2Bpresses.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nm6gIr0rfa8/TiZsYfni0iI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MrKJnY4M_4I/s320/flower%2Bpresses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631307552133403170" /></a><br /><br />Kids work away at designing individual hand-held flower presses.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NH99xPfBQ9Q/TiZtVNR0_PI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fP_S-lT3wiM/s1600/bug%2Bhunt%2521.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NH99xPfBQ9Q/TiZtVNR0_PI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fP_S-lT3wiM/s320/bug%2Bhunt%2521.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631308595182501106" /></a><br /><br /> Children sort through sediments to find macroinvertebrates.<br /><br />On Saturday the 16th, we again set up a station at the craft fair. This time, however, we planned a very different sort of activity for the children: bug hunting. Prior to the fair, Anne Marie collected a bucket full of sediments and water from the Buffalo River and then divided it into smaller samples within petri dishes. The children who came to the tent were supplied with tweezers and microscopes so that they could pick out as many bugs from the samples as possible and put them in a separate water-filled container, from which Anne Marie taught them about what they were seeing. Stoneflies, Caddis cases, leeches, snails, and snail eggs were just some of the exciting critters which the children were able to discover and learn about in the context of their life cycles and their importance to river ecosystems. <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vE9RqHDf-y4/TiZs-wNfK8I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UAskBEA9i9U/s1600/learning.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vE9RqHDf-y4/TiZs-wNfK8I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UAskBEA9i9U/s320/learning.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631308209422543810" /></a><br /><br />Anne Marie explains the life cycle of a stone fly to a group of children.<br /><br /><br />Yesterday, Monday the 18th, Thomas and Eli spent the day cleaning and monitoring the Thurman Weir and Buffalo River fish traps. Meanwhile, myself and Heidi assisted Anne Marie in designing and going over some of the material for Trout in the Classroom as well as planning and improving an annual fieldtrip that local fifth graders make to the Chester Wetlands. The highlight of the day was definitely making a field trip of our own where we were able to meet with Josh Rydalch, the wildlife biologist working for Idaho Fish and Game at the wetlands. Josh took us on a brief hike of the wetlands which he thought could be added to the field trip program in order to enhance the children’s enjoyment and appreciation of the wetlands. From this little adventure, we were able to get an understanding of the diversity of plants, insects, birds, mammals, reptiles and amphibians which are found in the Chester Wetlands, thus enabling us to begin forming a vision of how to build upon the material discussed in the previous years to really emphasize the importance of the Chester Wetlands to the children. The next couple of months will consist of building upon these ideas so that the field trip could potentially take place this coming September, rather than when it ususally occurs in May. This change in timing would be ideal in that the weather will potentially be more enjoyable than in May and the children will hopefully also have a chance to view an endangered orchid which blooms in the wetlands around August/September of each year.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820423035126195218.post-27179367551303325632011-07-12T23:17:00.000-07:002011-07-12T23:21:34.828-07:00Barbed Wire and CalderasThis being my first post I'm not really sure how to start...so I'm just going to jump right in where Heidi left off. Last Thursday, July 7th, we interns spent our first full day off of the water in a long time to help out Kim Ragotzkie, the Stewardship Director at the foundation, with the very important task of fencing. After dealing with some unanticipated car problems first thing in the morning (aka attempting (and failing) to jump Anne Marie's car at the Shell station) we met Kim by the Mesa Falls exit off of Route 20 so that we could head over to Harriman State Park and begin working. And that's when the real fun began. Now when I heard that we were going to spend the day putting up barbed wire fencing I wasn't really sure how this task would stack up in comparison with our more regular duties; however, the day ended up being beautiful and fencing itself proved to be a task which gave us all a sense of accomplishment. By the end of the day we had replaced the fencing which had to be taken down for the winter (so as to prevent snow-induced damages) next to the portion of the Henry's Fork River running alongside of Route 20. While working with fencing is not something which we interns do all that often, ensuring that effective riparian fencing is in place is essential to the health of the Henry’s Fork in that it prevents cattle grazing from causing degradation to the riverbank. Thus, our day proved to be an extremely well spent break from our usual order of business.<br /><br /><br /><br />After the weekend, we returned to work today for a field trip! Seriously though, who gets to go on field trips while at work…how awesome is that?! We were fortunate enough to spend the day with Dr. Bill Hackett, a local geologist, in order to learn about the unique geological history of Island Park and its surroundings. The highlights of the trip included stops at Mesa Falls, Big Springs, a location near the Island Park Reservoir, and various outcrops in the area primarily to discuss how the Henry’s Fork Caldera formed. We learned a lot of really technical stuff, but essentially continental drift along a hotspot, which is now in Yellowstone, combined with a series of volcanic activities roughly 2.1 million, 1.3 million, and 600 thousand years ago, are the things which have formed both the roughly 20-mile wide caldera in which Island Park lies as well as the neighboring caldera in Yellowstone. It was super interesting to be able to see Island Park from the perspective of a professional geologist, who looks at a landscape and sees things in a completely different way from most people. Today was truly a unique and informative experience for us interns to learn about this area where we are spending our summer.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820423035126195218.post-62049374806871419932011-07-06T15:55:00.001-07:002011-07-06T15:55:54.604-07:00Biocontrol, electrofishing, and feminine crawdads<link href="file://localhost/Users/heiditrenholm/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip/0/clip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link> <link href="file://localhost/Users/heiditrenholm/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip/0/clip_themedata.xml" rel="themeData"></link> <style>
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<div class="MsoNormal">Last Friday, Katie and I accompanied Kim around Harriman State Park to release bio-control flies. The flies were designed to control the Canada thistle that is invasive in the area. They had really pretty wings with a black and white striped pattern. We got to see new areas of the park and climb through sagebrush to place the flies on the thistle. Apparently the flies are a more efficient and cost-effective method of controlling the thistle and don’t involve putting chemicals in the park. They have been thoroughly tested and don’t attack the native thistle. It seemed like an ideal solution.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">After a long Fourth of July weekend, we went to Thurman Creek to go electrofishing yesterday for the first time. All of the interns were there working, but it was definitely hard work! Two people were carrying the electrofishing equipment and shocking the fish while two others had nets to catch the fish and two more had buckets to carry the fish we caught. We were all learning how to do it (except Anne Marie, of course) so we had a couple more fish fatalities than we had hoped for. It was fun to see the number of fish swimming in the creek. We saw larger ones than we had seen before there. Because we were so new at electrofishing, we saw a couple big fish that we didn’t end up catching, but I am sure with practice we will get more efficient. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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Our biggest project so far this summer has been rebuilding the weir on Thurman Creek in Harriman <br />
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State Park. We wanted to move it because the conditions were better down the creek about 100 feet. To make the weir, we set up metal frames, keeping them in place with rebar, and put metal poles through the holes in the frame. We didn’t have enough poles and frames to fill the wider part of the creek so we used rebar and plastic netting for most of one side. Since building the weir, we’ve been really successful in catching fish in the trap. The first day we checked the trap, we were all stunned by the number of crawdads in the trap. There were a couple hundred in there! We had to hold back the urge to take them home for dinner. In addition to the crawdads, there were a ton of sculpin and shiners, a few dace and chub, and a rainbow trout. Katie learned how to pit tag the trout, which I’m sure she’ll write about soon. <br />
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Other projects we’ve been working on include checking and cleaning the traps on the fish ladder on the Buffalo River, helping with landscaping at Harriman State Park, setting up for Henry’s Fork Day, and doing a creel survey along the Buffalo River. We’ll write about all those projects in detail soon!<br />
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It’s been a great summer to be an intern – the people are great, the weather is beautiful, and the work is fun. We are all looking forward to an amazing summer!HFF Internshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07066551349439940657noreply@blogger.com0