The Last Wild Edge: One Woman's Journey from the Arctic Circle to the Olympic Rain ForestThe northwestern edge of North America is a final edge to settle on a finite planet. Where does mankind go from here? Where else have we not settled, altered, and consumed? Author Susan Zwinger suspects that we have saved this wild edge for last because its geography is punched, exploded, ground, and drenched. Its forest of enormous trees once created a boundary difficult to penetrate, let alone farm. Yet, today this wildness is under threat, as civilization bores its way into even this remote edge. |
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... Ocean Bottom Mount Olympus's Mighty Blue Glacier 149 The Forest Canopy : A Species Democracy 157 A Forest Swimming : From Detritus to Salmon 169 Though a Hand Lens Lightly 177 Bibliography 183 About the Author 189 Preface those ...
... Ocean Bottom Mount Olympus's Mighty Blue Glacier 149 The Forest Canopy : A Species Democracy 157 A Forest Swimming : From Detritus to Salmon 169 Though a Hand Lens Lightly 177 Bibliography 183 About the Author 189 Preface those ...
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... Ocean to the new continent than to penetrate the ragged , young mountain ranges of what would become Alaska and ... oceans , and atmosphere become my lexicon ; the ecosystem , my syntax . My story begins with a solitary trek through the ...
... Ocean to the new continent than to penetrate the ragged , young mountain ranges of what would become Alaska and ... oceans , and atmosphere become my lexicon ; the ecosystem , my syntax . My story begins with a solitary trek through the ...
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... ocean bottom , I climbed to the center of its unique , circular mountain range . From the icy skirts of Mount Olympus , I backpacked eighteen miles down from Blue Glacier through the Hoh rain forest toward the Hoh River mouth . My ...
... ocean bottom , I climbed to the center of its unique , circular mountain range . From the icy skirts of Mount Olympus , I backpacked eighteen miles down from Blue Glacier through the Hoh rain forest toward the Hoh River mouth . My ...
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Contents
Land of No Trees at All | 3 |
Land of Scrawny Trees and Huge Miracles | 9 |
Off Howls and Timberline | 19 |
At the Edge of Taiga | 27 |
The Icy Edge | 37 |
Introduction | 51 |
The Land of Origin | 55 |
Namu | 73 |
Introduction | 113 |
The Wide Bights of Cape Scott | 115 |
West Coast of Vancouver Island | 127 |
Clayoquot Sound | 139 |
Mount Olympuss Mighty Blue Glacier | 149 |
A Species Democracy | 157 |
From Detritus to Salmon | 169 |
Through a Hand Lens Lightly | 177 |
The Dance of the Great Brown Bears | 77 |
Rivers Inlet South to Cape Caution | 89 |
The Classic Hecate Lowlands | 99 |
Bibliography | 183 |
About the Author | 189 |
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Page xiv - FACING west from California's shores, Inquiring, tireless, seeking what is yet unfound, I, a child, very old, over waves, towards the house of maternity, the land of migrations, look afar, Look off the shores of my Western sea, the circle almost circled ; For starting westward from Hindustan, from the vales of Kashmere, From Asia, from the north, from the God, the sage, and the hero, From the south, from the flowery peninsulas and the spice islands, Long having...
Page xiv - Western sea, the circle almost circled ; For starting westward from Hindustan, from the vales of Kashmere, From Asia, from the north, from the God, the sage, and the hero, From the south, from the flowery peninsulas and the spice islands, Long having wander'd since, round the earth having wander'd, Now I face home again, very pleas'd and joyous, (But where is what I started for so long ago? And why is it yet unfound...