Lactating intolerance – get over it, America!

Maybe it’s because I was a breast-fed baby myself.

Or, more unlikely, maybe it’s because of my considerable maturity and sophistication.

Whatever, I can’t see anything remotely offensive or sexually explicit about a woman suckling an infant in public, and I find it difficult to fathom why other people do.

But, boy, do they.

A lot of the same folks who, I’d bet, find nothing untoward about a Cosmo cover showing a model’s silicone-enhanced mammary glands very nearly in their bulging entirety, or the revealing shots in the annual “swimsuit issue” of Sports Illustrated, become downright horrified at a tasteful picture that is far less revealing and titillating (to make a bad pun).

This odd dichotomy was revealed recently by public reaction to the August issue of Babytalk, a free magazine that contains articles relevant to new parents. The cover photo shows the profile of a nursing baby and a discreet portion of the mother’s breast, a rather artful and cuddly image of bonding and nurturing. No nipple or lips are visible, mind you, just a cute little face pressed against the pearly orb of his mother’s right-hand dairy bar.

Not what I’m drawn to when seeking the lewd and lascivious, but apparently just the ticket for those more readily stirred.

The cover picture elicited more than 700 letters, Babytalk editor Susan Kane told the Associated Press, and a subsequent poll of more than 4,000 readers, presumably the vast majority of them young mothers, showed that more than a quarter disapproved of this serene vision.

“There’s a huge Puritanical streak in Americans,” Kane said, “and there’s a squeamishness about seeing a body part – even part of a body part.” (Which would seem to be contradicted by the appeal of myriad magazine covers anyone can eyeball while standing in the supermarket line.)

One letter writer called the cover “gross,” while another recounted that she “immediately turned the magazine face-down.”

And yet another priggish soul said she was gravely concerned about her 13-year-old son seeing this suggestive sight.

“I shredded it,” said Gayle Ash, a mother of three kids who themselves were breast-fed. “A breast is a breast – it’s a sexual thing. He didn’t need to see that.”

Ash said she is “totally supportive” of breastfeeding, but doesn’t like the “flashing” involved in public meals. “I don’t want my son or husband to accidentally see a breast they didn’t want to see.” (In my experience, most 13-year-old boys couldn’t even imagine not wanting to “accidentally” see any female breast, and most husbands have an only slightly less enthusiastic attitude.)

But these readers’ prudish position is one that permeates our otherwise sex-crazed society, and is typified by an anecdote Barbara Walters related on her women’s chat show “The View” last summer.

Walters, once considered a women’slibber type, recounted that while she and her hairdresser were traveling on an airplane, a mother sitting next to them began breastfeeding her infant.

“It made me very nervous,” she said. “She didn’t cover the baby with a blanket – it made us uncomfortable.”

Her lame comments sparked a demonstration by 150 “lactivists” (breastfeeding mothers who strongly resent such Views) outside the ABC studio in New York where the show is taped, leading Walters to an even more foolish statement.

“We are surprised that it warrants a protest,” she told the New York Daily News. “We are totally supportive if an individual wants to breastfeed.” (Even though it makes her and her hairdresser “very nervous” and “uncomfortable,” they will try to bear up.)

Obviously the meaning of “totally supportive” has changed since I learned the English language, and it now means, “I guess it’s OK with me if you have to do that, but it’s so repulsive I wish you’d do it somewhere else.”

Ash is right, of course, to say that a breast is “a sexual thing,” but it has been made that — exclusively, for a lot of people — by a culture that uses sexual imagery to sell everything from soap to nuts to (especially) new cars. The utility value of the breast, the reason for its very existence as the source of first nourishment for thousands of years, was nearly forgotten in the last century as formula-makers pushed their product on young mothers who didn’t want to be seen as old-fashioned in space-age America.

It would seem that the problem for these folks is not so much the amount of nudity involved in breastfeeding (far less than what is seen as acceptable by women trying to be seductive), but more the nature of the act itself: It’s seen as comparable to someone eliminating on the sidewalk or pissing up against a building — distasteful albeit natural acts from which civilized people need to be shielded.

So the use of a mother’s breast for its primary purpose has been relegated by many Americans to a shameful process that should be only done in private, or under a shroud should the need arise in public.

Freud would probably have a field day with the underlying reasons for such a twisted mindset, possibly conjecturing that these maladjusted people are distressed by the idea that they themselves may have been breastfed, because that would somehow equate to being sexually attracted to their own moms.

Before missionaries got a hold on them, women in many African and Polynesian cultures wore no covering on their breasts at all and no one thought anything about it. Mothers didn’t have a great fear of their sons seeing a bare bosom because they saw them all the time, and appreciated them for what they really are.

A final irony is that men, some of whom have breast-like protrusions many women might envy, feel perfectly at ease strutting around bare-chested in public places. (Oh, that’s just Herb and his high-fat diet.) Guys can show off their chests, nipples and all, with impunity, while the female aereola is the one small part of that gender’s breast that is forbidden “by decency” from being bared. The only difference? Men’s breasts are useless — decorative items that produce no milk.

Me, I look forward — but in vain, I fear — to the day when Americans grow up and women can feel equally comfortable in baring a breast or two in public.

But then maybe I’m just a dirty old man.

David Grant Long writes from Cortez.

Published in David Long, September 2006

Spells is us

Recently I purchased a book from a thrift store titled “The Good Spell Book.” When I first saw it on the shelf, I thought it was a text about vocabulary, though the grammar of its title confused me. As it turned out, the book has nothing to do with spelling. Instead, it’s about casting spells – Gypsy spells – love charms, magical cures, and (as the subtitle phrases it) “other practical sorcery.” I almost put it back on the shelf, but something convinced me to pick it up. No, not the dark forces of Satan’s legions – just my insatiable curiosity.

My mother taught me everything she thought I needed to know about Gypsies. She conjured their image as a warning and if I didn’t behave properly, she claimed the Gypsies would steal me away. Steal me to where, I had no idea, though plenty of days during my childhood I believed being whisked away to the woods would have been more fun than cleaning my room or taking another bath. There’s never a good Gypsy around when you need one. Or a circus.

But I probably didn’t need the book of spells. I am married to a Russian woman whose grandmother was probably part Gypsy. She walked out of Russia during the first World War, gathering orphans along the way. Nomadic tendencies would accurately describe her lifestyle. She read cards, threw salt over her shoulder, and a favorite meal consisted of a slice of bread, a layer of goose grease, and a thick slice of raw onion. While she claimed the diet kept her healthy, I suspected it only kept those with contagious germs at a safe distance.

We decided we should try one, for the spell of it. The book offered a smorgasbord of choices, including charms for love, health, and happiness. We decided on a spell for wealth – specifically, an “easy money spell.” A friend stopped by, so we offered to let him in on this thousand year-old lottery.

The book gave simple directions: “Light a green candle. Let it burn for five minutes, then blow it out. Rub your hands in the smoke and imagine money coming to you.” I pictured a fat wad of greenbacks as fresh as a head of lettuce. You see, the most I’ve been blessed with is a living wage and a lively imagination.

But I received this e-mail the following evening from my brother:

Just a short note to let you know that I’m sending you a check for $50. This comes from an unexpected source. I received a letter several weeks ago from Blue Cross/Blue Shield for Dad. The letter indicated a resolution of the tobacco settlement here in Minnesota of which Dad was a beneficiary, but he died. So I called Blue Cross to let them know he was deceased. They indicated we could still get in on the settlement. I’m glad I saved those old papers. Don’t spend it all in one place! 🙂

That’s not the half of it. Our friend, by the end of the week, closed on the sale of his house without a hitch, received an offer for a high-paying teaching job overseas, and submitted an offer that got accepted on a house in Pennsylvania he’d been dreaming of buying. And did I mention that I got fifty dollars? Pam, of course, continues to hang out with me, but we have still the book and who knows, there may be spells that even I can’t imagine.

David Feela is a teacher at Montezuma-Cortez High School.

Published in David Feela

County proves to be no ‘hog’ heaven

Workers at 2005 rally say they weren’t paid

RALLY IN THE ROCKIES CANCELLEDGet your motors running — head out on the highway — but head away from Echo Basin Ranch.

That was the message given to thousands of bikers in late August when they arrived in Montezuma County for the Rally in the Rockies motorcycle rally and found it cancelled.

Montezuma County commissioners had denied the rally and its site, Echo Basin, a special-use high-impact permit for the event, voting unanimously on July 10 to reject the application because of “health and safety reasons.”

That appeared to put an end to plans for the biker get-together, planned Aug. 31-Sept. 4 at the 600-acre ranch near Mancos, Colo.

However, organizers plowed ahead with plans for the rally anyway, maintaining that they did not need a permit because they believed commercial activities at Echo Basin were “grandfathered” because some activities had taken place at the guest ranch prior to July 20, 1998, when the county adopted its land-use code.

The Rally in the Rockies web site continued to announce for months that the rally was still on and had not been cancelled.

The county sought an injunction to stop the rally from proceeding, and in a ruling issued Aug. 27, District Judge Sharon Hansen granted a preliminary injunction enjoining the Rally in the Rockies and Echo Basin “from conducting the Rally in the Rockies and its associated activities at the Echo Basin Ranch.”

Under the original terms of the preliminary injunction, only overnight camping would be permitted, with no more than 600 campers allowed. That was later increased to 1,200 campers through an agreement between the county and the ranch.

Organizers sought an emergency stay of the injunction from the Colorado Court of Appeals in Denver, but the court denied that request late Aug. 29, saying the decision to grant the injunction “lies within the sound discretion of the trial court.”

Finally, on Aug. 30, the rally web site stated that “the Rally is officially shut down.”

All events were cancelled, including a planned biker parade in Durango on Sunday.

That left bikers, many of whom had traveled long distances to the event, grumbling, and vendors, who’d hoped to rake in money at the gathering, scrambling for other ways to sell their wares.

Echo Basin Ranch owner Dan Bjorkman called the shutdown “a public- relations nightmare,” while rally director Dan Bradshaw threatened to sue Montezuma County for the lost revenues and complained that the decision showed a prejudice against bikers, according to published reports.

On the rally web site he called Hansen’s decision “illegal and immoral.”

The web site’s open forum was full of comments such as, “I think the court ruling sucks” and, “IM STILL COMING, I GO TO RALLIES TO HANG OUT WITH OTHER BIKERS,MONTEZUMA COUNTY OFFICIALS AND THE SOUTHERN UTES CAN KISS MY ASS.”

“We lost. You won,” Bjorkman told the county commissioners at yet another hearing Aug. 30 — this one regarding possible liquor-license violations at his ranch.

“There are no winners today, Dan,” responded Commission Chair Dewayne Findley. “There have been no winners in this.”

Following the rules

The commissioners said all along that their position was merely that the county’s land-use regulations needed to be followed and public safety protected.

“That’s what it was all about, the regulations in the land-use code,” said Commissioner Gerald Koppenhafer, who represents the Mancos district. “They [the organizers] are the ones who decided not to go through the process, not to do any of the things we asked them to do.”

He cited the fact that Bradshaw and Bjorkman maintained they didn’t need a highway access permit from the Colorado Department of Transportation for the intersection of Highway 160 and County Road 44 leading to Echo Basin. CDOT officials had expressed concern about whether the acceleration/deceleration/turn lanes were long enough to handle the volume of traffic expected.

In addition, the county had asked rally organizers to obtain the support of law enforcement, but Montezuma County Sheriff Gerald Wallace, Cortez Police Chief Roy Lane, and Mancos Marshal Bryan Jones had expressed grave concern about the short time frame to prepare for the rally.

In addition, neighbors of the ranch were largely opposed to the biker gettogether, with its noise and traffic.

‘Free legal advice’

The court decisions affirmed the power that counties have to enforce their land-use regulations — despite the fact that state laws allow for only a $1,000-a-day fine for people violating such rules.

The commissioners had said they regarded the rally’s actions as a test of their code. If the rally was allowed to proceed without a permit, they believed, it would encourage others to thumb their noses at land-use rules.

The commissioners had been under fire from neighbors of the rally and others who charged that the board was not doing enough to stop the event.

The commissioners’ attorney, Bob Slough, had also been criticized, with citizens such as state Rep. Mark Larson questioning his legal approach.

“For all the people who were providing free legal advice, I think Bob Slough did a good job,” said County Administrator Ashton Harrison at a recent board meeting. “That’s just my two cents’ worth.”

After the rally was cancelled, Koppenhafer said he was not hearing much negative feedback from constituents about the county’s stance.

“When you explain to people that they [the promoters] just decided not to do any of the stuff that was required of them, most people say, ‘I didn’t understand that’,” he said.

The rally was to have had up to 8,000 attendees on any given day. Concerts by Bad Company, Rare Earth, Warrant and other bands were planned.

On Aug. 28, after the preliminary injunction was granted, Bjorkman called the commissioners asking advice on what to tell bikers who showed up at his ranch. “There’s 30,000 people that are going to be arriving in Montezuma County, and half or more are going to be expecting that they can camp here,” he said. “When we tell them they can’t camp here we’re going to have a real publicity problem. Where should we send them?”

The commissioners said they could not offer advice because the request for a stay of the injunction was pending. However, by Aug. 30 the sheriff ‘s office and others were handing out lists of local motels with rooms available and lists of other events in the area.

Bjorkman also asked the board whether he was allowed to have his concerts under the court order, but they said it clearly forbade the rally “and its associated activities.”

On Aug. 30, Bjorkman told the commissioners he had cancelled his liquor order, including a $150,000 order with Budweiser, and told the bands not to come, although Bad Company was already on the way from London. He said they would be told to go home.

He said there were definitely angry bikers. “Three guys rolled in from Oklahoma last night — two Marines and one Air Force guy, back from Iraq,” he said. He said he told them they could camp but there was no rally.

“If I had had to send those three guys down the road I might have gotten my ass kicked,” he said. “One was really, really pissed.”

However, Wallace told the Free Press late Aug. 30 that things had been quiet in the vicinity of Echo Basin. “We’ll see what happens tomorrow, but we’ve had no problems,” he said.

Thumbs down

Bradshaw, director of the rally for the past four years, approached the county commissioners in April about having some of the rally activities at Echo Basin, saying he was having problems at its then-current venue, the Sky Ute Events Center in Ignacio, Colo. He and Bjorkman soon decided to apply for a high-impact permit to have the entire event at Echo Basin in 2006.

But at a public hearing before the commissioners on June 19, numerous neighbors voiced opposition to the rally. They expressed concerns about wildfire danger and access problems at the ranch, which is on a dead-end, two-lane road. Local law-enforcement officials said they could not support having the rally in 2006 because they didn’t have adequate time to prepare and to hire additional personnel.

The organizers asked for a continuance, so the hearing was extended until July 10. On that date, the commissioners denied the permit application on a 3-0 vote, noting that the rally still had not obtained a highway access permit or the support of law enforcement.

Meanwhile, the Southern Ute tribe noted that the rally was in its final year of a three-year lease with them and said they expected the rally to honor the lease. They later sued the rally for breach of contract as well as defamation, after Bradshaw allegedly told a Farmington reporter that the Utes had given $4,000 to the Montezuma County commissioners to have them deny the permit — an allegation firmly denied by the board and the Utes.

The Southern Utes went ahead with plans for their own biker-related activities over Labor Day, with vendors, beer sales and live music.

Roping and whittling

Before granting the preliminary injunction, Hansen heard eight hours of testimony on Aug. 25 — testimony that was frequently conflicting and often tedious, with occasional moments of humor, such as when a neighbor of Echo Basin tried to find the right words to describe the smell of sewage that was allegedly running from the ranch onto his property.

At the heart of the case was what sort of commercial activities had taken place at the ranch prior to July 1998.

The commissioners’ attorney, Bob Slough, called Perry Lewis, who said he had lived most of his life in the Echo Basin area and had run the riding stables at the ranch from 1993 through 2001. From 1993 to 1996, the site hosted weddings, square dances, roping events, and a “whittling seminar,” most of which drew crowds of 150 or less, Lewis testified.

The property was sold to a new owner, then sold a year later to Bjorkman in March 1998.

Loran Garvin, owner of the property from 1985 to 1996, testified that Lewis’s numbers were essentially correct, but said one weekend he had had about 1,200 people there for one event. “That was the exception,” he said.

Bjorkman said that, beginning in 1999, he had had numerous music concerts at the ranch, including one by Alabama that drew about 7,000 people. He said the county had not told him until 2004 that he needed to have a permit for those concerts.

He later applied for a concert permit but withdrew his application this year after the rally permit was rejected.

It was upon cross-examination by Slough that a statement by Bjorkman prompted the county to call for the liquor-license hearing.

Slough asked what arrangement the ranch had made with the rally, and Bjorkman testified that it was leasing his property “in toto” as of Aug. 24 and that the rally was in charge.

Bradshaw subsequently testified, also under cross-examination, that he did not have a liquor license for the rally. However, he said Bjorkman was responsible for overseeing liquor sales under his existing license at the ranch.

That led the county to call Bjorkman to a hearing Aug. 30 about whether he was violating state liquor laws, which do not allow the sub-leasing of licenses. Bjorkman then told them the lease with the rally had not started until Aug. 27, although there had been verbal agreements before that, and that no liquor sales associated with the rally had taken place.

The commissioners ultimately decided to recess the public hearing and wait to hear if any violations occurred over the holiday before making a final decision on Bjorkman’s license.

At the liquor hearing, Bjorkman said he had misinterpreted community support for the rally. Petitions had been left in retail outlets around the county asking people to sign under “for” or “against” the rally, and the vote was 1,000 to 3 in favor. That non-scientific sampling led him to believe there was more support than there was, he said.

He said he had gone to three meetings of the Mancos Town Board “and begged them to take a position,” but they remained neutral.

“Last night they had another meeting, and now they’re all upset because it was cancelled,” he said. “I said, ‘If you really wanted this event you needed to testify to that’.”

Published in September 2006

Triumph over adversity: Exhibit explores early years of Navajo weaving, silversmithing

 

SILVER AND TURQUOISE NECKLACEThe hollow beads glisten softly as the silver necklace hangs in its case, a cross dangling from its bottom. The smith who made the necklace shaped coins into half-spheres, and soldered them together for the chain.

The exquisite jewelry is part of the exhibit “The First Phase: Early Navajo Textiles and Silver” at the Wheelwright Museum of the American Indian in Santa Fe. The show examines Navajo silver-making from just after the United States Army force-marched the Navajo people on the Long Walk to the Bosque Redondo near Fort Sumner, N.M., in 1863, until the tourist trade started 20 years later.

The exhibit also offers Navajo textiles that date before 1870, “so people can see what beautiful weaving they did before they were sent to Fort Sumner,” explains Willow Powers, education coordinator for the Wheelwright Museum.

The term “First Phase” refers to Navajo textiles made from 1800 until the Long Walk. The Wheelwright Museum brought together textile masterpieces from across the Southwest, including from the Durango Collection of the Center of Southwest Studies, the Taylor Museum of the Colorado Springs Fine Arts Center, and the University of Colorado Museum. Among the examples on display are wearing blankets with stripes in brown, white and indigo. Their designs resemble the red, white and blue patterns found on the chief’s blankets people know today. Powers smiles.

“Exactly. They evolved into chief’s blankets. The big stripes started turning into big red blotches at the corners and on the center stripe. Eventually each corner contained a triangle that could be folded to make a diamond.”

But as it celebrates the history of Navajo weaving, “The First Phase: Early Navajo Textiles and Silver” also commemorates Navajo triumph over adversity.

According to Powers, the Spanish recognized the Navajos as weavers from the time they started keeping historical records in the Southwest. Navajo women learned to weave from the Pueblos in the late 17th Century, less than 100 years after the Spanish arrived with sheep.

The Navajos then acquired their own animals by raiding Spanish farms. The Spanish retaliated with raids of their own. By 1700, even though Navajo artisans produced textiles coveted by Europeans and Native Americans alike, the warfare, broken by brief periods of peace, was making life very difficult for people in the Southwest.

After the Americans arrived in the 1840s, the fighting interfered with pioneers building ranches and towns. In 1861, U.S. forces, commanded by Kit Carson, drove more than 8,000 Navajos from their homeland in the Four Corners to Fort Sumner, where the Army incarcerated them in the Bosque Redondo.

“[It] completely devastated their way of life, in which weaving was an important element,” says Powers.

In 1868, after four years of misery with little food, and wretched living conditions for both the soldiers and the Native Americans, the Army allowed the Navajos to return home “with anuity goods handed out by the federal government. Food, clothing, and sheep,” says Powers.

The Navajos also managed to save some of their own stock. The women started weaving again. By the 1880s, they were not only surviving, but prospering, says Powers, thanks to their “absolute determination to get back to a decent level of living.”

“Wool was a Wall Street commodity,” she says. “They got hooked into the larger economy.”

However, rebuilding herds, reviving the art of weaving, and making it into a profitable business took time. The Navajos turned to the silver trade to supplement their incomes.

For at least 50 years before the Long Walk, they had traded for silver ornaments with the Spanish and Mexicans. Now the Navajos exchanged silver bridles, belts, bracelets, and other items with the Americans for horses, sheep, cattle, and food.

Then, around 1870, a few Navajo men learned to work silver from itinerant Mexican smiths. The Navajos began wearing jewelry to show their new wealth. Silver ornaments became a form of identity for them.

The jewelry in “The First Phase: Early Navajo Textiles and Silver” dates between 1870 and 1890. Spanish motifs influenced designs, as did forms from the Plains Indians. “Jewelry is a new craft.” says Powers.

“They were experimenting. Learning to solder. Learning to make punches. First they used Mexican punches. Then they made their own.”

Besides necklaces and bracelets, the silver in “First Phase” contains a bridle with figures borrowed from the Spanish, and many necklaces, including the one with the cross. There is also a case of concho belts.

“That’s one of the first things the silversmiths started to make,” says Powers. “Very quickly, the style of conchos went from round to oval, which are much harder to make. The case is showing that Navajo silversmithing techniques become sophisticated in a very short space of time.”

The sophistication would lead to the appreciation of Navajo silver-smithing familiar today. By 1890, tourists were coming to the Southwest in large numbers, thanks to the 11-year-old railroad.

“They started trading with other Native Americans and selling to the tourist market, says Powers. The 20th Century would bring as much recognition to the Navajos for their silverwork as for their textiles.

“The First Phase: Early Navajo Textiles and Silver” runs through Oct. 29. The Wheelwright Museum of the American Indian is at 704 Camino Lejo Road in Santa Fe. For information, call 505-982-4636.

Published in Arts & Entertainment, September 2006

A taste of Mexico comes to bluff

 

LEAH AND ANNA SCHRENKIt was a beautiful Monday morning. The eastern sky was lit up with brilliant shades of red and orange.

A couple of local high-school kids were leaned up against Bluff, Utah’s, new taco stand, Las Dos Hermanas, with sleepy grins on their faces. They were getting their first breakfast burrito from the two sisters.

I watched from the corner as Anna Schrenk placed a scoop of her homemade chorizo and a scoop of potatoes on the grill, and flopped a tortilla down on the other grill.

She flipped the tortilla twice, scooped the potatoes, eggs and chorizo onto it with a spatula, put a spoonful of beans and one of rice on top of that, spun around to the opposite counter, added sliced cabbage, guacamole and crema, wrapped it in a sheet of aluminum foil, and handed it to her first customer. Four dollars. I couldn’t eat a whole one.

There’s not much to Bluff. There’s a Mormon church. A convenience store that also sells gas, only one restaurant that sells three meals a day, another that sells dinners made from scratch five nights a week. There’s a coffee shop in West Bluff, which is more an area than a place on a map (living west of Cottonwood Wash qualifies you).

Some archaeologists have an office just down from the Recapture Lodge, where you can get a room with a kitchenette pretty cheap, especially during off-season, and just next to the archaeologists is the river company (Wild Rivers), operated by two young couples who recently moved to Bluff to launch the business.

Still, for all of its limitations, Bluff is a charming place. It lies on the north bank of the San Juan River, in a valley that’s a mile wide from one sandstone bluff to the other (the bluffs south of the river are on the Navajo Reservation).

The bluffs themselves are a distinctive and colorful feature of the valley, and then there’s Comb Ridge to the west, and if you can gain some elevation you can see Monument Valley far to the west. Bluff’s appeal lies outdoors.

If you’re looking for Native American jewelry, rugs, baskets, or pottery, you can find that, but otherwise the shopping opportunities are limited.

Across from the archaeology shop lie the ruins of one couple’s catastrophe. This man and his wife were, by all accounts, regarded as the surliest people in the civilized world. When they weren’t yelling at each other, they were yelling at the customers. They had an international reputation for nastiness.

I met an Englishman one time out in Valley of the Gods and we had a conversation: “I say, old chap,” he said, “do you know that fellow who runs the little store and gas station in Bluff? The one with the waxed mustaches.”

If someone asked about either of the pair I already knew they’d had an unpleasant experience. So I laughed. Then the Englishman, remembering his unpleasant experience, laughed too, What else can you do?

The couple had a little bit of a store with the gas pumps out front, and a half-assed garage off to the side of that, where he changed tires until he got so broke down he quit doing it.

West of the store/garage/filling station they had a restaurant. It wasn’t a bad place. It had wood paneling; the local Navajo girls worked there; but you were taking your life in your hands to go in there. Chances were real good that she would say something mean to you while you were having your ham and eggs, or she’d yell at one of the customers. She embarrassed me to tears on any number of occasions. The locals didn’t go in there much.

Well, the couple finally left. There were financial problems of some kind, I gather, and one morning they loaded up their old station wagon till the rear end was almost on the ground and drove out of town, wobbling as they went. We watched them go. Nobody was sorry, although I think everyone was equally surprised about it. The whole place wound up in the hands of the bank and it sat that way for several years.

And then the girls showed up — sisters Anna and Leah Schrenk. And bought the place. And built a taco stand that is clearly the most outrageous thing that’s ever happened in San Juan County.

It’s built to reflect the ambiance of the taco stands one finds in Mexico, especially in Baja California, where you can find the most delicious fish and shrimp tacos.

They built it out of used materials, but you have to hand it to them: These women have style. And they work. They aren’t afraid of anything. They’re just as at home with Skil saws, hammer and nails, and crowbars as most guys are, and they’re a sight better than a lot of guys I’ve met over the years. I’ve seen them up there on the roof, sawing, dragging, building their dream.

Of course, like most of us, they needed a little help, so they liberated their father, Edwin, from the comfort of his lifestyle in Morro Bay, Calif. He’s a man with a great deal of building experience, and it’s going to take that to get the restaurant open again. In the meantime, there’s the taco stand.

They built the sides out of corrugated tin, which is so Mexico you can’t believe it. Then they painted this ugly, gray old tin vivid colors: yellow, red, pink, green, blue, purple; they ran the gamut with pastels. They made it their own. They hung a Mexican flag over one of the gas pumps, there’s a neon saguaro, with little Lupita sitting on the edge. There are a thousand little details, each reflecting their passion for Mexico.

Leah has spent a lot of time in Mexico, working summers in Alaska, doing all kinds of tough and nasty jobs. She spent a summer on a “gut scow” which hauled fish offal out beyond the three-mile limit and dumped it in the ocean. Charming work.

“I worked 109 days straight,” she said. “We worked 12 to 16 hours a day. We worked, we drank, we slept. That was all.”

Anna graduated from Prescott College in plant ecology. She’s worked a variety of jobs on public lands: Bureau of Indian Affairs, U. S. Park Service. She knows a lot about plants, the desert environment — in short, life. She worked the North Rim of the Grand Canyon, where I planted trees a quarter of century ago.

It was Bluff that brought them together this time. Bluff, and an idea, a dream. They both love Mexico.

“I’m Mexicana,” Leah told me. She speaks the language, loves the people. On Monday evening, after a day that started at 5 in the morning, we sat around in the gloaming, telling stories of our misadventures in Mexico, the people we’d met, the places we’d been, the adventures that had led us there.

It’s the first authentic Mexican taco stand I have seen in the United States.

“If this is the new direction for Bluff,” one of the customers said, “it’s the right direction. I’m all for it.”

It’s the essence of America. The small, family-owned business. And for Bluff, it’s a welcome change of pace.

Published in September 2006

What’s really agricultural land?

 

COUNTY ASSESSOR MARK VANDERPOOLBuy a few acres, stick a couple horses or cows on it, and enjoy a substantial tax break.

That’s the idea many people have when they purchase land in a rural area.

Agricultural land in the state of Colorado is taxed at a much lower rate than land classified as commercial, vacant or residential. But in an effort to end what he sees as sometimes a “tax dodge,” Assessor Mark Vanderpool and his staff have removed more than 1,000 parcels of land from agricultural classification in Montezuma County during the past three years.

In some cases that has quadrupled the owners’ property taxes.

Not surprisingly, many are unhappy. But Vanderpool believes the changes were necessary to spread the propertytax burden more equitably among all county residents.

“Fairness was the thing in my mind,” Vanderpools said recently. “We are not out to hurt farmers or ranchers,” he stressed, adding that they have nothing to fear so long as they are engaging in legitimate agricultural uses. To qualify as agricultural land, a

tract’s “primary purpose” must be to produce money through farming or ranching. And that doesn’t include growing a few tomatoes for the farmers’ market or building a fancy house on five acres and playing host to a neighbor’s cows or even grazing and boarding a few “pleasure horses” of your own.

He said possibly as much as 15 percent of the county’s property could be misclassified and taxed too low.

“This is made up for by the other 85 percent,” he said, explaining that the challenge of rectifying this inequity was “a strong motivation” when he decided to run for a second four-year term this fall. Vanderpool is unopposed.

“I hope to get it to 100 percent [correct] by the end of my second term.”

Some of those reclassifications to residential and vacant land were, predictably, vigorously protested before the county commissioners, Vanderpool said, but most property owners accepted the reason for the change.

“Most of those [1,000] reclassified were pleasantly surprised and relieved” when they got their new tax bills, he said, because “taxes on residential property in Colorado are one of the best deals in the country.”

Fighting mad

Still, some landowners were fighting mad over the change. Possibly 40 to 50 have taken their cases for restoring their ag classification to the county commissioners, who sit as the Board of Equalization on property-tax appeals. Most of those appeals have failed.

“There’s been only one case where the county commissioners disagreed [with the assessor’s office],” Vanderpool said.

Carol Stepe of Dolores and her husband, Jack Akin, appealed their reclassification to the commissioners and lost, but are taking their case to the Board of Assessment Appeals in Denver.

“I have no doubt there are people who are taking advantage of the system and need to be reclassified, but that’s not us,” Stepe said.

The couple owns 230 acres on the Dolores River where they graze cattle and sheep. Five or six years ago, she said, they bought 80 acres southwest of Cortez so they could bring their cattle there in the winter. “Up river it’s cold and we have to feed a lot longer,” she said.

However, Akin became seriously ill with heart problems two years ago. They were forced to split three three-acre parcels off the tract and sell them to pay his medical expenses. Meanwhile, they left the land fallow, Stepe said; just five acres had been plowed before Akin fell ill.

The land became overrun with Russian knapweed, so they spent $7,000 and worked through the county weed program to have the infestation destroyed.

“You can’t put animals on there and you can’t grow anything while those chemicals are on there,” Stepe said.

But the assessor’s office said that, because the land was not being used for agriculture, it did not merit the designation, and reclassified it as vacant land.

Their taxes went from $376 to $2,143, she said, plus $563 for a 3-acre tract that hasn’t sold yet.

Although they dug a well to provide water for a stock pond and plowed the entire 71 acres under in 2006, the classification wasn’t changed, so they have protested.

Vanderpool, however, said aerial photos don’t indicate there is any ag use being made of the land, although it was indeed turned over. “Repeated field visits did not indicate any ag use, either,” he said. “There are no crops and no grazing.” Fencing is inadequate to contain animals, he added.

He said the head of the county’s weed program, Ron Lanier, told the assessor’s office there is “no weed program he’s aware of that would prevent people from using the land agriculturally.”

“There’s nobody in the county who only does agriculture and doesn’t have another job except Jack,” Stepe said. “He’s been in agriculture all his life but he can’t get an ag designation.”

A high standard

Stepe’s case isn’t typical. Usually such appeals involve smaller parcels used to graze a few head of livestock for a portion of the year that earn the owner an insignificant amount. For instance, two recent cases that came before the commission involved parcels of seven and nine acres. One couple had paid $239,000 for their property in 2005 and leased a pasture large enough for only one cow/calf unit for $1 a month to a neighbor.

Appealing to the county commissioners, the husband argued that the property had been advertised as ag/residential and that it came with five shares of Montezuma Valley Irrigation water. Before he purchased it, he said, the lease agreement for the cattle was merely verbal.

“I got a written agreement but he was reluctant to negotiate the price so we agreed at $1 per month till we could negotiate,” he argued.

He said the neighboring tracts were all agricultural and the land has the same livestock on it that it did before, when it was classified as agricultural. But representatives from the assessor’s office said the surrounding tracts had in fact been reclassified, and said irrigating a field didn’t necessarily qualify a parcel as agricultural. The county commissioners agreed.

The owners of the seven-acre parcel — worth $337,000 — had two horses grazing on it, for which they were paid $20 each for five months a year, for a total income of $400.

They said they’d bought the property four years ago with the intention of building a house on it and improving the pasture for grazing. They said the horses weren’t pleasure horses but were owned by a Navajo couple who use them in livestock roundups. That didn’t sway the commissioners. “It’s a very high standard to meet,” noted board Chair Dewayne Findley. “It’s hard to achieve with a seven-acre parcel.”

The wife, upon denial of the appeal, said the county was taking away incentives for people to care for their land. “It sounds like the county’s just trying to improve their revenues,” she said bitterly.

‘Primary purpose’

But it seems clear that neither of these examples would fit the definition of ag land included in a handout supplied by Vanderpool’s office.

“While it is impossible to generalize a method for deciding classification questions,” it explains, “it is necessary that the land be part of a functioning farm or ranch used for the primary purpose of obtaining a monetary profit from agriculture.”

The document also states that “if the primary purpose of the owner is that the land be used as an operating farm or ranch, the owner will either personally work the land or will enter into a formal lease agreement with a third party to work the land.”

The Colorado Court of Appeals ruled in 1998 that keeping horses for one’s own recreational riding — i.e., pleasure horses — does not constitute grounds for ag classification because the animals are not used for “food, breeding, draft or profit,” and therefore do not meet the legal definition of livestock.

Ranging from a few acres to 80 or so, the many misclassified parcels came to light, Vanderpool explained, when he sent appraisers throughout the county to look for “escaped improvements,” improvements such as residential additions and accessory buildings and even new residences that add value to a property. He said because the county does not require building permits, new buildings and improvements that increase the value of a property can be missed, especially since the state electrical inspector and Empire Electric will not share their records of new hookups. Appraisers go into the field armed with laptops that contain aerial photos of the county and are capable of zooming in on a property to look for unrecorded improvements and then update the property on the spot, he explained.

One unexpected result of this increased scrutiny was discovering a plethora of misclassified land. “Another thing we were missing was parcels of land classified agricultural that weren’t being used for ag,” he said.

The great majority of the parcels that lost their ag classification were inspected in the summer when most agriculture occurs, he said.

Not the same as zoning

Vanderpool gave a hypothetical example of how losing ag classification on a 50-acre parcel could affect the owner’s tax bill. Although there are several valuations used for different types of ag land — depending on the particular use and type of irrigation, if any—- he placed what’s called the “actual value” of this ag tract at $250 per acre, making the actual value of the parcel $12,500. The assessed value at the rate of 29 percent would be $3,625, on which the owner would pay the current 55-mill tax, for a total of around $200.

If reclassified as commercial or vacant land with an actual value of $1,000 an acre (a low-end figure in the rapidly developing county) the assessed value at the 29-percent rate would jump to $14,500, and the tax bill would quadruple as well to around $800.

But if a parcel is classified as residential, the land is assessed at a much lower percentage of the actual value — for the past few years a 7.96 percent ratio. This is the result of the 1982 Gallagher Amendment to the state constitution, which limits how much of the state’s total property taxes can come from residential property. Under the formula, the residential asssessment ratio has fallen from 30 percent in 1982 to the current 7.96 percent. The difference is so significant that Vanderpool sometimes suggests that property owners put a residence on vacant parcels to reduce their taxes, he said.

One point Vanderpool wanted to make is that classification of land by the assessor’s office for tax purposes is entirely different than how it may be zoned so far as the county’s zoning scheme — Landowner-Initiated Zoning. (In other words, qualifying for ag classification isn’t a matter of getting your property zoned agricultural.)

“The assessor’s classifications are based on use,” he explained, “and have nothing to do with how the land is zoned.”

For instance, a so-called “paper-only subdivision” — land approved for subdividing but which is devoid of development and still used for farming or ranching — would be classified as ag land until lots are actually sold and building begins.

“Each case is a judgment call and has to be looked at individually,” he said.

Accelerating development

But owners of five-acre plots purchased for $60,000 to $70,000 who want ag classification need to demonstrate with leases and receipts that the land is actually used to produce a significant income .

“If they agree to graze a few cattle for a few dollars a year, you can’t convince me the primary purpose is argiculture,” Vanderpool said.

There is no minimum size in law to qualify for ag status, he said, but smaller parcels are less likely to meet the criteria.

One way to ameliorate the situation, he suggested, would be for the state legislature to create a “middle ground” classification for hobby farmers — “people with 10 acres and a horse.” Vanderpool said giving such landowners a tax break could help protect land from development.

“People who have lost their (agricultural) classification are motivated to use their land for its best financial use. It encourages subdivisions,” he said.

Legislation that established this property class was passed in the 1980s, but was soon declared unconstitutional. Vanderpool would like to see some new measures that would encourage agricultural uses.

Currently just the opposite is happening: The pace of residential development in the county is on a sharp rise. A seven-year count compiled by the assessor’s office shows 109 new homes built in the unincorporated area during 1999, compared to a projected 220 or more this year.

“It’s just accelerating,” Vanderpool said. “Montezuma County land was used historically for agriculture, but that is rapidly changing.”

Still, until the law is changed, the assessor’s office will work to ensure that land is classified appropriately, even if that means taking away some people’s tax breaks.

“Ag people applaud what we’re doing,” he said. “I’ve talked to as many people who favor what we’re doing as oppose it.”

Published in September 2006

Sage Hen area on the endangered list?Forest Service imposes closures to fight rampant vandalism, littering

 

SAGE HEN AREASprawling graffiti painted over an outhouse. A toilet-paper-holder ripped from a wall. Broken windows and vandalized signs. Wooden pallets dumped around a parking area. Abandoned vehicles. Truckfuls of trash.

These unsightly messes and other recurring problems have prompted the Dolores District of the San Juan National Forest to limit activities in the popular Sage Hen Area on the west side of McPhee Reservoir.

The area is now closed to night-time use. In addition, motorized access has been restricted.

Now, short of staff and money to deal with such problems, the Forest Service is looking for citizens to help work on a management plan for the area.

“We’re trying really hard to maintain an on-the-ground presence at Sage Hen,” said Steve Beverlin, manager of the Dolores Public Lands Office. “But we’re also asking the public for help. Otherwise we’ll just end up closing campgrounds and closing areas totally, and we don’t want to do that.”

Problems with off-road vehicle use, littering and vandalism are nothing new at Sage Hen. Forest Service officials first tried closing the area north of County Road X to off-road use back in the eaerly 1990s. Later, they designated specific routes and said if the ground was too wet and muddy they would close a gate to stop all motor-vehicle travel.

New restrictions at Sage Hen

The Sage Hen area south of Montezuma County Road X in sections 35 and 36 is now restricted to day use only, meaning that no overnight camping is allowed. (This area also remains closed to big-game hunting by an earlier closure order.)

The Sage Hen area north of County Road X is closed to all motorized use, including on Forest Roads 500, 500A, 500B, and 500C, as identified on the San Juan National Forest map. This is due to unacceptable vehicle damage both on and off roads covered by another earlier closure order.

However, officials rarely ended up closing the gate, and off-road driving became excessive, Beverlin said. “Plus the parties and littering, burning trash, abandoned vehicles, shooting guns all over — the unauthorized uses got too much and we couldn’t control them.” The agency issued an order forbidding big-game hunting in the area and cut the number of consecutive days campers were allowed to stay from 14 to seven.

Still, the problems continued. So far in 2006, forest officials have issued approximately 800 citations in the Dolores District, according to Beverlin. More than half were at Sage Hen.

“That opened my eyes,” he said. “I thought, ‘Instead of closing the entire area, what can we do? Let’s limit it to day use and in the meantime we can talk to folks’.”

Of particular concern is the fact that Sage Hen contains many ancient artifacts and archaeological sites. “It’s one of the highest-density archaeologicalresource areas in the United States,” Beverlin said. “That’s really critical. If these resources disappear, they’re lost forever.”

In addition, there are concerns about damage caused by people driving all over the terrain, ignoring roads. “The soil is pretty erosive,” he said, “so any tracks off-road cause problems, and when it rains you get erosion. Then people scoot over and drive next to the eroded road and create another road, and you get two, three, even four in a row. That’s pretty hard for us to manage.”

Managing the 601,000-acre Dolores District in general is becoming more difficult as it, like other districts within the San Juan National Forest, faces budget cuts and possible staff reductions. The district has one full-time law enforcement officer, plus six forest protection officers with limited enforcement authority who can issue some citations. “They’re dual-hatted people,” Beverlin said. “They’re recreation technicians, range technicials, trails people. Law enforcement is not their main duty. They help with the Fourth of July, Labor Day weekends, big events like that.”

The number isn’t a lot to enforce regulations on the district, which has more “open” areas — those where cross-country motorized travel is currently permitted — than either of the other two districts on the San Juan National Forest.

Published in September 2006

This time it’s all over – really!

Let’s not mince words. When faith, fear and manipulation are combined, the result is poison. Jonestown, Guyana (literally). September 11 (what do you suppose compelled those men to fly planes into our buildings?). The Crusades (still being fought, at least figuratively, today). And, lately, endless prognostications about an impending apocalypse, as indicated by the situation in the Middle East.

“There’s genuine excitement among some people that Jesus’ return might be near,” Patton Dodd of Belief.net said in a recent Newsweek piece. (He was not expressing his own views).

According to biblical prophecy, Christ’s return will take place only after the Jews have regained their homeland, fought several wars and rebuilt Solomon’s temple where the Dome of the Rock mosque is now inconsiderately located. The present situation in the Mideast is being taken by some Christians as a sign: The End Is Near. It must be — the theory got airtime on CNN!

But this is not breaking news. It’s dejá vu. All these Johnny-come-lately millennialists need to cast aside their scrying bowls and look, not to the future, but the past.

We can start with 2000 — the dreaded “Y2K.” In part, this hysteria was generated by mathematical, not religious theories. But it was still hysteria – remember those neighbors and friends of yours who adopted a “run for the hills” mentality, cramming their house with survival gear and swearing to shoot anyone who came seeking help? I do. If the mindset hadn’t been so disturbing, it would’ve been hilarious. After all, when the world ends, a few extra cans of condensed milk aren’t going to be of much help.

We can keep flashing back, this time, to 1988, when a little pamphlet created quite a stir in churches. “88 Reasons the Rapture Could Be in 1988,” written by “Edgar Whisenant,” laid it all out for the faithful — and many of his “signs” were quite close to the signs some evangelicals now cite.

The title, one supposes, gives Whisenant the benefit of the doubt: He said could, not will. And he did come freakishly close to a day now forever linked with catastrophe when he set the (first) date range as between Sept. 11 and Sept. 13, 1988.

You see, while the Bible clearly states no man knows the day nor the hour, old Edgar said that doesn’t preclude us from knowing the general time frame, within, say, a couple of weeks.

Many churches, including my own, discussed “88 Reasons” only as evidence of false prophecy, but thousands of devout Christians believed Whisenant, filling pews, quitting their jobs, even — to our horror — putting their pets to sleep so they wouldn’t “suffer.” The September dates came, and went, as did Whisenant’s second prediction, Oct. 3.

It is beyond unfortunate the faithful were duped by this man; that they failed to recognize the difference between a prophet and a fraud; that they couldn’t learn from history, or even the contemporary examples afforded by suicide cults. (The mindset is similar).

And now, 18 years later, we see a failure to take away a valuable lesson from the Whisenant fiasco. More disturbingly, there’s a level of glee.

People seem to want the world to end, just so they can be right. “Apocalypse. Now,” is their battle cry.

That’s not to say they’re alone. We can go waaay back, to the so-called Dark Ages, when the monk Gildas railed against the ungodliness of Britain and its leaders. He didn’t advance the theory that they were all one step away from Armageddon, but he did push an idea that goes hand-inglove with it, the “God is punishing our wickedness” lament.

Rather than reaching the conclusion, “We have been destabilized militarily, economically and culturally by the withdrawal of a 300-year occupation and now other destabilized peoples are roaring in to take advantage,” Gildas blamed the Saxon incursions on the fecklessness of British Christians. But at least Gildas didn’t give British leaders a pass; their sins are also catalogued (if not inflated) in his polemical, “Of the Ruin and Conquest of Britain.” By contrast, and perhaps not coincidentally, some modern Christian extremists fervently praise those leaders whose arrogance has brought the world to its present state.

It’s not helpful to dismiss any person’s beliefs, but it’s positively deadly when extremists of any kind dismiss reality. Whenever God decides to wipe out this sphere, you and I are going to be powerless to stop — or aid — it.

At present, we are in far more danger from our government’s bad fiscal and political policies; from those who hate us because of the damage those policies have inflicted on them; from murderers who exploit that hatred; and from the general ill will of our fellow man. The latter includes those socalled Christians who “can’t wait” for the world to end so all the nasty unbelievers will get theirs.

These folks aren’t going to listen to the railings of a lefty. But I hope they listen to the Rev. Kevin Bean, who told CNN that correlations between biblical prophecy and the present are “an arrogant identification with these presentday events. …they are our destructive action, and you can’t correlate our destructive action with some sort of plan of God.” At the least, they could heed Tim LaHaye of “Left Behind” fame, who said in Newsweek: “I’m praying that this whole thing will die down and that as many lives as possible will be saved.”

Amen, brothers.

Katharhynn Heidelberg writes from Montrose.

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Flight of the tooth fairy

Last night the tooth fairy visited us. I caught her scrounging under the floor mats in my car and rummaging through the pockets of my husband’s dirty Carhardts.

She finally replaced my son’s tooth with two quarters, a parking token, three nickels and a fuzzy Altoid. She left a note that said, “I’m on my way out of town, I’ll be back in a few days.”

Our tooth fairy is fairly flighty (so to speak). She rarely has a supply of cash on hand. Sometimes, even if she does have cash, she forgets where we live or ends up putting the money under my pillow instead of the boys’. Often, if she can’t scrounge enough change, she’ll leave a gift certificate for ice cream from the P&D. She does feel a bit guilty about this since ice cream isn’t all that good for teeth.

On the occasion when her conscience completely flees in the face of the prospect of denying my children a visit, she has been known to stoop quite low.

One time she raided last year’s Halloween candy stash that had fallen behind her washing machine, thereby delivering a year-old ring pop to my gap-toothed son.

This one came with a note reminding him to brush well before bed. She has stooped even lower: Her absolute rock bottom was the time that she raided Everett’s piggy bank to get a dollar to put under his pillow. She did, eventually, pay him back. Our tooth fairy does not work holidays or Sundays, having decided to be on the same schedule as the local bank.

Other folks’ fairies have different policies. My boys have one friend who received $20 for a single tooth! His fairy obviously has an ATM card. Now, when my guys complained to me that their friend received that much for a tooth when all they got were a few lousy quarters, I had to have a sit down with them about finances and the dissolution of the tooth fairy’s resources.

I let them know that when I was young, she only brought me one quarter if I was lucky. There was no credit earned for misplacing the tooth after it fell out — no tooth, no money. There were also no bonus points earned for having one pulled out by the dentist.

I then explained that the tooth fairy had a hard time making a living since she continually had to give all of her money away and that she was even looking at going on welfare. Look out, kids! Next under the pillow? Food stamps!

I know that right now they feel cheated, but wait until they find out that I’ve been lying to them for all of these years.

We did recently have one conversation along those lines. Bowen, my younger child, asked if the tooth fairy was really me. “I know, you get up super early and take the tooth and put the money under our pillows, right?”

Everett saved me by exclaiming, “Nooooo. Mama doesn’t get up super early for anything!?”

Saved by my own slothfulness. My friend recently had a similar conversation with her children. This time the disproving of the mom-as-fairy theory rested on the dad. My friend’s insightful daughter put the kibosh on by claiming, “Daddy wouldn’t have married a fairy!?”

Ahhhh, the minds of babes.

So, in all likelihood, our tooth fairy will not be employed for much longer. The day will come when her services are no longer needed. Thanks to all of the candy and ice cream, my boys’ teeth have fairly rotted out of their heads.

Until her days are done, though, I try to remember to leave some change in the change jar, keep a stash of last year’s Mancos Days candy and have lots of colored paper on hand for writing IOU’s.

Suzanne Strazza lives on property outside Mancos.

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Uncommon scents

We’d gone to bed, blithely unaware that our property was being cased. You’d think we’d have heard something but usually we’re deep sleepers, especially when the summer’s hot and a cool breeze finally works its way through an open window. I assume the culprit wore black, like most of them do, and I also suspect it made little difference whether we were or were not at home. We slept right through it.

The next morning it was clear we’d been hit: The house stunk, an odor no one mistakes. With my head under the pillow, I sang a muffled version of that Lauden Wainwright golden oldie, “Dead skunk in the middle of the road, stinking to high heaven.”

Then I jumped out of bed, opening every window and door, knowing that it would probably get worse before it got better. It got worse. The odor took over the whole house, as if the white stripe of morning had landed squarely on the back of the night and we were living under its great belly.

I can officially report that there’s little reliable information about skunks, especially if you rely on your neighbors. What I heard recounted as surefire methods sounded worth trying, though you have to remember I was desperate. For example, a lady informed me if you wash a dog with tomato juice (and just a dash of Worcester sauce) it will eliminate a skunk’s odor. Unfortunately, I don’t own a dog, and it would be silly to wash the entire house in tomato juice. I did the next best thing: I thanked her and went back to a stinky house. Then I poured myself a glass of tomato juice, added some vodka, and hoped the remedy would at least stop the odor from permeating my insides.

Outside the house I could tell, with my own nose, that the strongest odor came from the front porch. I hooked up the hose and did my own spraying. I figured the best remedy had to be hair of the skunk that hit you.

But the odor wouldn’t go away. When we closed the house, it smelled as if the skunk was trapped inside; if we opened the doors, the odor wafted through. I suspected the skunk had taken up residence under the trailer, a space in which I have nightmares about crawling around.

By far the most popular answer to the question, How do you get rid of a skunk? was, Shoot it. But you can’t shoot what you can’t see, and even if I owned U.S. Military infrared goggles and odor-seeking bullets, I’m a terrible killer. A local farmer’s supply store offered to sell me a live trap, but they weren’t too keen on taking the trap back once I got it filled.

Then someone suggested mothballs – someone whose face I can’t remember, and I wish I could, because I still have two pounds of mothballs I’d like to give away. According to my source, skunks can’t tolerate the smell of mothballs. So I purchased an economysized box and instead of crawling under the trailer, I opened the access hatch and tossed handful after handful of mothballs in every conceivable direction. As it turned out, humans can’t tolerate the smell of mothballs either.

For two days I fluttered around the house like a moth trapped in my grandmother’s attic. I couldn’t decide which was worse, the skunk or the m o t h b a l l s . Finally, we c o u l d n ’ t stand it and I c r a w l e d under the trailer with a flashlight to gather each mothball and place it in a Ziplock bag – a kind of toxic Easter-egg hunt, with an illusive skunk for a bunny.

Now we live in a house with only a subtle, blended odor of… dare I say it?… skunkballs. Naturally, we sleep in the camping trailer parked in the driveway. The air is getting better, really. And if you have any other suggestions, please keep them to yourself.

David Feela is a teacher at Montezuma-Cortez High School.

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Motorcycle rally mired in lawsuits, controversy

Enmeshed in a sticky web of lawsuits and legal questions, the Rally in the Rockies motorcycle rally is or is not scheduled to take place in Montezuma County over Labor Day weekend — depending on whom you talk to.

“It is my position that there is not going to be a rally at Echo Basin,” County Commissioner Dewayne Findley has stated.

But rally organizers say the event, scheduled for Aug. 31 – Sept. 5 at Echo Basin Dude Ranch northeast of Mancos, is a go — and they hope it will be there next year and beyond.

“We’d like to be here in the future,” said rally director Dan Bradshaw. “We think it’s a perfect setting. Everyone that comes in is just dumbfounded at the beauty of this place. ”

But on July 10 the Montezuma County commissioners voted 3-0 to deny the rally a special-use high-impact permit for 2006.

And July 31 the commissioners voted to file a complaint in District Court in Montezuma County seeking an injunction against the rally and Echo Basin and asking the court to help decide what activities the guest ranch can lawfully conduct without a high-impact permit.

Health and safety

In denying the rally’s permit July 10, Commissioner Gerald Koppenhafer, who represents the Mancos district, cited “health and safety reasons, due to the location of the rally and to the lack of cooperation and support of the agencies in the area.”

Echo Basin lies at the end of a winding county road, and Koppenhafer said he was concerned about traffic safety. The other commissioners concurred. But the hearing was hardly over before Bradshaw and the rally’s attorney, William Zimsky, announced the get-together would go on regardless, because they believe Echo Basin does not need the county’s permission to have whatever events it pleases.

In line with that, Echo Basin’s owners, Dan and Kathi Bjorkman, withdrew another application they had pending before the county, for a high-impact permit to have concerts. When seeking the rally permit, Bjorkman and Bradshaw promised to limit the number of attendees to 8,000 per day. Bradshaw told the Free Press they still plan to keep the number at 8,000, even though they no longer are seeking a permit.

“Dan Bjorkman and I feel that’s a comfortable number,” Bradshaw said. “We feel it’s necessary so the road’s not as packed and jammed. With all the problems with law enforcement and the like, we’ve got to put on a safe rally.”

Concerns about whether local law enforcement could prepare for the rally were one reason commissioners rejected the permit. Montezuma County Sheriff Gerald Wallace, Cortez Police Chief Roy Lane and Mancos Marshal Bryan Jones told the board they’d be glad to prepare for a rally in 2007 but didn’t have time to work out a plan by Labor Day 2006. They said finding additional state-certified personnel for the holiday on such short notice would be difficult. Bradshaw and Bjorkman’s decision to proceed with the rally regardless has left the agencies scrambling.

On July 24, the commissioners OKed an additional $38,082 from the general fund for the sheriff’s office for extra law enforcement over Labor Day weekend. Wallace said sheriff’s deputies will be put on 12-hour shifts and he will seek any available law officers he can find from out of the area.

Wallace said the sheriff’s office will be stretched thin over the holiday, with recreationists at McPhee Reservoir, the high-school rodeo finals at the county fairgrounds, and a Lynyrd Skynyrd concert the night of Sept. 2 at the Ute Mountain Ute Casino – not to mention the rally, if it takes place.

The sheriff’s office apparently will not have deputies patrolling the Echo Basin grounds, something that concerned Bradshaw.

“He [Wallace] did tell Dan Bjorkman that he isn’t going to work the rally,” Bradshaw said. “We’re still going to try to cooperate with the sheriff’s department. We feel that’s a necessity on our part. We like to have a safe rally but if the sheriff chooses not to work it, that’s his decision.”

Wallace said the sheriff’s office will respond to calls at Echo Basin, but won’t be on the grounds otherwise. “It’s a function on private property,” he said. “If they have an event that’s not sanctioned by the commissioners we will not have a presence on the grounds but we will be in the area.”

Whether the Colorado Bureau of Investigation will be at the rally is uncertain. On June 17, Kirby Lewis of the CBI told the commissioners that plainclothes CBI agents usually mingle at rallies, checking for outlaw motorcycle gangs or major crimes.

“Given the fact that it’s on private property this year, I’m not sure what role CBI would take,” he said.

Bradshaw offered, even after the permit denial, to help pay law-enforcement costs, but no agreement was reached. Wallace said Bradshaw and Bjorkman said they would approach the sheriff’s department again, but never did. “And I don’t know even if they did if we would take it [the money] given the apparent conflict with the event,” Wallace said.

‘Like M*A*S*H’

Law officers were not the only ones with objections to the rally. Neighbors voiced strong concerns about noise, traffic safety and possible wildfires.

And on July 10, the CEO of Cortez’s Southwest Memorial Hospital told the commissioners he was worried about handling the numbers of patients the rally would bring.

“We see about 35 ER patients a day,” said Chuck Bill. He said he contacted Mercy Medical Center in Durango and other facilities where biker rallies had taken place, and they said to expect four to five times that number during the event. “So we’re talking about setting up triage, having extensive delays. We’re looking at something like five days of M*A*S*H on TV.”

He said the expected cost to the hospital would be $70,000 to $100,000.

Highway access

There are also concerns about the intersection of U.S. Highway 160 with County Road 44, which leads to Road M and Echo Basin.

According to Nancy Shanks, a spokesperson for the Colorado Department of Transportation in Durango, Bjorkman applied for a highway access permit in June. CDOT requested additional information, including a traffic safety study, but had not heard back as of the end of July, so the permit had not yet been granted. Bradshaw told the Free Press he doesn’t necessarily believe he needs an access permit. “CDOT doesn’t have to give us an access permit,” he said. “This is on private property. . . [Bjorkman] hasn’t had to do this for concerts before.”

Bradshaw said he has “no idea” if the Colorado State Patrol will be working the intersection during the rally. “I can just put on a benefit, I can’t control the State Patrol or the sheriff’s department,” he said.

Shanks said a permit is needed. “They’re looking at at least doubling the traffic on a 65-mph stretch of highway,” she said. She said the average daily traffic on that stretch is 6,000 to 7,500 — more in the summer.

The left-turn lane onto Road 44 from Highway 160 is not long enough to handle many vehicles, Shanks said, and the right-turn/deceleration lane for cars from the east is also not very long. There is no signal at the intersection.

“Possible improvements would need to be made prior to any special event affecting a major U.S. highway,” Shanks said. “We want things to be safe.”

More lawsuits

Bjorkman and Bradshaw have sued the county in federal District Court in Denver, seeking an injunction to prevent the county from stopping them from having a rally.

The lawsuit claims the county violated the constitutional rights of the rally and Echo Basin in rejecting the permit. Zimsky has argued that such activities took place at Echo Basin before the land-use code was adopted on July 20, 1998. Bjorkman bought the property a few months prior. The previous owner had had small acoustic concerts, rodeos, weddings and gatherings.

Meanwhile, the Southern Ute tribe has filed separate lawsuits against Rally in the Rockies and Echo Basin. The Utes’ Sky Ute Center in Ignacio has been home to the rally for 13 years, and the rally was in the final year of a three-year lease with the Utes when Bradshaw decided to move.

He said he did so because the tribe had not paid for some maintenance as required in the lease and because of other things he considered a breach of contract on the tribe’s part.

What measures, if any, the county may take to prevent the rally are not certain. The commissioners’ attorney, Bob Slough, has told the board they have the right to close Road M, a dead-end road, if traffic becomes so heavy it poses a danger. “But you can’t stop just motorcycles,” he said.

If the county obtains an injunction against the rally, anyone violating it could be subject to fines and jail time. “The county can do what they want,” Bradshaw said. “I know what my legal rights are and what my constitutional rights are. We’re not the law-breakers here.”

Bradshaw said he based his decision to move to Echo Basin partially on meetings with the sheriff in May, when Wallace indicated he could handle the rally in 2006.

Wallace said he did meet with organizers and was supportive of the rally, but that Bradshaw and Bjorkman had misrepresented some facts, such as saying the neighbors had no problems with the rally and that the septic system was adequate.

The commissioners learned July 17 that tests of effluent leaving the boundaries of Echo Basin’s septic leachfield found contaminants in excess of state standards. Bjorkman had two days to file for a repair permit.

“We’re all for a successful rally but it takes both parties working together and we have not felt that they have worked with us,” Wallace said. “This is not a two-month planning event.”

Published in August 2006

An exhibit celebrates the legend of Everett Ruess

More than 70 years ago, an artist disappeared in the wilds of southeast Utah. He left little behind but two burros, a dog, and a legend that lives on today.

EVERETT RUESS“He was a storyteller and an adventurer,” says Montezuma-Cortez High School teacher Nathan Thompson. He’s discussing Everett Ruess, an artist whose work hangs in “Block Prints of Everett Ruess’ at the Anasazi Heritage Center near Dolores, Colo., now through Sept. 4.

The show contains 25 images, and documents the artist’s life. That life is a legend, according to Thompson, who wrote his master’s thesis on Ruess. Born in 1914 in Oakland, Calif., Ruess showed artistic talent early. During his childhood, the family moved often, and Everett studied at several good schools, including Chicago’s Art Institute.

The Ruesses returned to California in the mid-1920s. As a teen, Everett wandered the coast with a sketch pad. By 1930, Ruess was hitchhiking to Monument Valley, Canyon de Chelly, the San Francisco Peaks, the Grand Canyon, and Zion National Park. His family sent him money, and he sold art work. Off and on, he returned to California to make block prints of his sketches.

During his travels, Dorothea Lang photographed him. Maynard Dixon gave him art lessons, and Ansel Adams traded a photograph for a Ruess print. Ruess kept journals documenting these encounters, and wrote long letters home.

“It’s really kind of unique that he was doing this,” says Thompson. “It was the Depression era. Other people didn’t have the money to travel around the way he was. (He wasn’t) taking any responsibility for contributing anything to society. He was a very selfish person.”

In November, 1934, Ruess wrote to his brother from near Escalante, Utah, asking that mail be forwarded to Caliente, where he would arrive in three months.

Ruess never showed up in Caliente. Searchers found his camp the following spring at Davis Gulch, near Glen Canyon, where Lake Powell is today. Two emaciated burros stood in a makeshift corral, and Everett’s dog was hanging around, but there was no sign of him.

The Ruess myth began. Some newspaper accounts and witnesses suggested he disappeared by choice, and was living among the Navajos. Others proposed he had met cattle-rustlers, who mistook him for a marshal and killed him. Another saga claimed that he died of malnutrition, because he couldn’t afford food.

Someone suggested he committed suicide. A more modern idea proposes he was having trouble with his sexual identity, and didn’t want to go home and face it.

One tale ran that he fell off a cliff. Thompson says it’s possible. “He took lots of chances in the places he’d go. He wasn’t very safety-conscious.”

Ruess was forgotten by all but but his family. Then in the early 1980s, photography and textbook publisher Gibbs Smith had a conversation with famed writer Edward Abbey. Abbey had known Ruess, and suggested that Smith publish some of his letters and journals.

Smith did, under the title “Vagabond for Beauty.” He then brought out “On Desert Trails,” and “The Wilderness Journals of Everett Ruess.”

In 1985, Smith also decided to place a plaque in Davis Gulch commemorating the 50th year of Ruess’s disappearance. He asked a friend familiar with the area, Clive Kincaid, to find a place for the plaque, which contained a selfportrait of Ruess leading two burros. The image came from one of the few known Ruess printing blocks. Kincaid fell in love with the image, and used it for Christmas cards. He began to wonder what had happened to the rest of Ruess’s blocks. With the help of Everett’s brother, Kincaid searched the Ruess family home in California, finally locating the cuts rotting in a box in the gazebo.

Kincaid had recently founded the small non-profit Southern Utah Wilderness Alliance, or SUWA, and he contacted a member of the group capable of restoring the blocks. From these, Kincaid had 50 prints made. They sold quickly. The proceeds helped SUWA to grow.

“They’re now the most powerful wilderness group in Utah,” says Thompson. “(Writer) Terry Tempest Williams calls him the Patron Saint of the Wilderness. He helped ’em out after he was gone.”

Thompson adds that SUWA and the myth of Edward Ruess probably would not exist without each other. Money from Ruess’s work developed SUWA, and because SUWA used his prints, people interested in wilderness preservation became interested in Ruess’s story.

That interest continues unabated. Since 1983, Smith has sold nearly 100,000 copies of Ruess’s letters and journals. Youth adventure writer Will Hobbs used Ruess as a model in “The Big Wander”’ his novel about a boy, burro, and dog exploring the Southwest.

Jon Krakauer included a chapter on Ruess in his Alaskan adventure “Into the Wild.” Diana Orr made a featurelength film, “Forever Lost,” about him.

The show “Block Prints of Everett Ruess” happened because a one-time director of the Utah Arts Council, Glenn Richards, put it together in the 1980s from SUWA’s prints.

Thompson suggested bringing the exhibit to the Anasazi Heritage Center to help celebrate the Mesa Verde National Park Centennial, because it contained an image of the park’s famous Square Tower House.

Thompson asserts that Ruess was indeed a gifted artist. But his adventures and death, and his connection with SUWA, make him larger than life, because he had no time to develop his talent.

Little is known of him other than what he wrote himself. People even argue about his name. Some say ‘Roose,’ while others say ‘Roo-ess.’ Some argue that it should be ‘Ryoce.’

“His life is difficult to explain,” says Thompson.

Published in Arts & Entertainment, August 2006

Conservation easements: Monopoly game or community trust?

In February, a conservation-easement deal was splashed over the front page of the Cortez Journal. The story mentioned $862,000 to help preserve a Montezuma County ranch. Could conservation easements be the next get-rich- quick scheme? A way to keep the farm and get development-sized dollars too? Could they be even better than the Conservation Reserve Program (CRP) where farmers ostensibly get paid not to farm?

Well, just like the CRP, there’s more to conservation easements than a headline can explain. A closer look reveals why the Bar TV ranch — the one that prompted the front-page article — was carefully selected as one of five easement purchases planned by the Montezuma Land Conservancy using one-time grant funds from lottery money.

What may have been lost in the publicity over that easement is the generous gift of open space that many other Montezuma and Dolores County landowners have donated to the community with their conservation easements. These unsung heroes are the leading the effort to conserve the scenic views and agricultural landscapes that many residents list as the top reasons they live here.

The ABCs of easements

The concept of conservation easements has prompted some suspicion among citizens who worry that it implies a government take-over of land. But these easements are voluntary agreements entered into by willing landowners who want to make sure that their tract of property is protected in some fashion from radical changes.

“A conservation easement is a way for landowners to secure their future vision for the land,” said Nina Williams, co-director of MLC.

Conservation easements, like utility easements and other property encumbrances, are an agreement between a landowner and an agency, in this case an agency or organization qualified to hold conservation easements. In our area, this agency is the non-profit Montezuma Land Conservancy.

The conservancy, now seven years old, has helped 22 landowners with voluntary conservation easementsthat protect more than 6,815 acres in Montezuma and Dolores counties. According to the Colorado Conservation Land Trust, “A conservation easement is a tool used to preserve important lands and water features on a given property. It is a voluntary, recorded agreement between a landowner and a ‘holder’ of the easement. A conservation easement identifies important historic, scenic, natural or agricultural characteristics of the property which benefit the general public (collectively known as the ‘conservation values’) and then establishes a set of restrictions on use of that property which will ensure that those conservation values are protected.”

Conservation easements usually protect open space in some form, but one easement in Montezuma County protects ancestral Puebloan ruins. In 2001, an agreement between landowner Don Dove and the MLC preserved 110 acres of artifact-rich land just south of Cortez. It was the first such easement in Colorado.

When a landowner signs a conservation easement, he or she grants the easement-holder the right to enforce the restrictions. The restrictions can vary depending on the landowner’s wishes, MLC’s goals, and the characteristics of the property.

Since the land stays in private ownership, landowners typically reserve the right to maintain a residence, reserve future home sites, continue to farm or ranch, and use the property for limited recreation.

Some typical restrictions include limitations on subdivision or development of the property for commercial, industrial or mining uses. Basically, landowners voluntarily give up the right to develop their property. In the Dolores River Valley, where Transferable Development Rights (TDRs) have been established, the landowner would be giving their TDRs to the land conservancy.

Dave Nichols, the other co-director of MLC, is quick to point out the MLC is not sitting on a pile of TDRs or their equivalent. “We extinguish the development rights so that they are not available for development now or in the future.” Conservation easements are an agreement in perpetuity, which means that the terms must withstand future purchases and land-use needs.

“You have to think ahead several generations and what it might take to keep the property productive,” said Tom Colbert, former owner of the Bar TV ranch. “You don’t want to create restrictions that will make it impossible keep it a working ranch in the future.”

Monopoly or community trust?

In return for giving up their development rights, landowners receive some state and federal tax benefits depending on whether they donate or sell their conservation easement. In Colorado, there are additional state tax incentives for landowners that donate conservations easements.

Why would Colorado want to encourage conservation easements? One reason is that donated easements are an affordable source of open space. Secondly, since the property is owned privately, it stays on the tax rolls and continues to generate income for state and local government. Why would landowners consider signing on to a conservation easement?

First, it is a way to ensure that their beloved property will stay the way they would like: as a working ranch or farm, open meadow or wetland, or as habitat for wildlife for perpetuity.

Secondly, as Williams points out, “Conservation easements are a way to generate income from a property without having to develop it.” Conservation easements have value. The value of the easement, like any other form of property, is determined by an appraiser who assesses the development value of the property.

Generally, this is determined by estimating the fair market value of the property if the landowner were to sell it without placing an easement on it and subtracting the fair market value of the property with a conservation easement on it. The value of a conservation easement is the difference. It can range from about 30 to 60 percent of the fair market value of the property.

A landowner can sell or donate the easement to a qualified agency. If a landowner donates his or her conservation easement, he gets the federal tax benefits related to making a donation to the community as well as state tax credits. The tax benefits of a conservation- easement donation can amount to significant dollars. Colorado allows landowners to sell their unused state tax credits for additional income possibilities.

MLC currently holds about 5,000 acres of donated conservation easements in Montezuma and Dolores counties. What are the circumstances that prompt MLC to purchase an easement, such as the Bar TV Ranch?

Conservation emergency

While a proposed golf-course development at Stoner (now in limbo) woke up the greater community to the large scale of development possible in the Dolores River Valley, MLC had been quietly monitoring land use in Dolores and Montezuma counties and anticipating potential development since 1998.

Area residents are lucky to live near two of the last undeveloped river corridors in Colorado: the Dolores and Mancos river valleys. By considering the scale of development in other riparian areas in the state such as the Eagle River or Roaring Fork river valleys, MLC could envision future development scenarios – and the proposed golf course at Stoner was just a start.

Even more alarming, key pieces of property with significant conservation value were rumored to be coming on the market soon. Unfortunately, the same characteristics (large parcels with access to unique riparian habitat, irrigation rights, and valley views bordering public lands) that give these properties conservation value also make them highly desirable for development. If these properties sold to developers, the pastoral valley views and open space would be lost forever.

GoCo to the rescue

In response to those concerns, MLC sent out grant proposals to Great Outdoors Colorado (GoCo) and other foundations to help fund the purchase of conservation easements on key properties in the Dolores and Mancos river valleys. Great Outdoors Colorado gets all of its funding from proceeds from the Colorado Lottery. GoCo money is used to fund projects “that preserve, protect, and enhance Colorado’s wildlife, parks, rivers, trails, and open spaces.”

MLC was spectacularly successful with its grant appeal; it received $4.5 million from GoCo to acquire conservation easements. This was the first time GoCo had awarded grant money specifically for conservation easements. But MLC’s work is not done – it must raise an additional $1.4 million in matching funds as well as work with the landowners to negotiate a bargain price for the conservation easement.

The 640-acre Bar TV ranch was the first of these key property deals to close. The general terms of conservationeasement purchases look something like this: About one-third of the purchase is paid by MLC with GoCo and matching funds. Another third may come from another party such as the Natural Resource Conservation Service, and the last third or more is donated by the landowner. This arrangement allows MLC to stretch the GOCO dollars across as many acres as possible.

Colbert, owner of the Bar TV ranch when the conservation easement was purchased, said that if people want the benefit of conservation easements they must be willing to pay for it.

“This is a good use of lottery money,” Colbert said. “No tax dollars were spent on this deal.”

Regarding the Colberts’ easement donation, he said, “We wanted to give something back to the Mancos Valley community which has helped us so much over the years.”

So far, about 1,200 acres in the Mancos Valley have been protected through easements.

Not for everybody

While Colbert pointed out that conservation easements “are not for everybody,” he also said that living with an easement is not troublesome or constraining. He worked with a buyer who purchased the Bar TV Ranch with the conservation easement in place. Colbert said that it “wasn’t easy to find a buyer for the property with the easement on it” but it was important to the Colbert family that the ranch they had worked so hard to create “didn’t get chopped up and covered with houses.”

Ray Coulon, who has had an easement on his 207 acres in the Arriola area for seven years, notes that there is “nothing in an easement that you don’t agree to.” He suggests that landowners come up with the restrictions and land uses that they are willing to live with and work with MLC to see if it will be enough to protect the conservation values.

“If MLC can’t agree to the terms, there won’t be an easement. Otherwise, it can work for everybody involved,” he said.

Chuck and M.B. McAfee, who have an easement on their family farm in the Arriola area, have found MLC’s annual monitoring visits helpful. “It gives us a new perspective on the health of our land,” Chuck said.

“MLC is professional in setting up and conducting the monitoring visit. We enjoy the process.”

So is a conservation easement a good idea? For landowners who want to preserve and protect the agricultural or wildlife values of their property, it can be. For the community, it provides a gift of open space as well as a way to keep the agricultural foundation of our economy viable.

Published in August 2006

Beauty vs. Blight

In Euclid, Ohio, it is illegal to cover the windows of your home with anything other than curtains, shades, or mini-blinds.

BEAUTY OR BLIGHT?No taped-up newspapers, no blankets, nothing unsightly. Violate the ordinance and you could go to jail for six months or be fined $1,000. No such rule exists in Montezuma County. Its three municipalities all have some ordinances relating to visual aesthetics, but none are as stringent as Euclid’s — passed in June of this year and believed to be the first of its kind in the nation.

Euclid represents one end of the spectrum when it comes to regulating visual blight. Many people believe Montezuma County represents the other end — virtually no regulation. The county land-use code discusses aesthetics in regard to commercial activities but has few rules in relation to personal residences.

In Montezuma County, you can decorate your plot of land with old tires, discarded mattresses, junk cars and rusty tractors, and no one will stop you, so long as your debris poses no health threat.

This blight is a source of distress to many citizens. Some worry that their own property values will be damaged; others just find the ugliness a blemish on the Southwestern landscape. The conflict arises from a difference in philosophy between people who view the land around a home as a work of art, and others who see it as a place to work — to chop wood, tinker with old vehicles, even gut a deer.

The issue has been a bone of contention for decades. Back in 1994, when Montezuma County had no landuse code and proponents were trying to get that issue onto the ballot, they used a slide show to make their case. Many slides showed images of unattractive homes and unregulated debris. Voters subsequently passed the question asking for a land-use plan. But, though the county did adopt a code in 1998, visual blight — the problem that many people most fervently wanted solved — was largely ignored.

Who decides?

For property-rights advocates such as Don Denison of Cortez, that is a good thing. “Who is going to be the one to decide what is trashy?” he asked. “And does that person really reflect society, or just special-interest groups?”

Denison said, like anyone else, he notices junky properties, but he doesn’t think it’s anyone’s business to dictate that someone’s residence look a certain way.

“I see some properties where I think, ‘Wow, if you’d spend a little time and clean it up, it wouldn’t look so bad’. “But then I say, ‘Maybe the real-estate agent across the way would have something to say about my property’.

“The question is, what is really important? And I believe what is really important is property rights. Private property rights are essential to our freedom. Without them we’re nothing.”

Denison believes the argument that trashy homes pull down the property values of adjoining places is largely bogus. “Properties are appraised by what the same kind of properties sold for within the area,” he said.

That’s true, according to Montezuma County Assessor Mark Vanderpool. By state law, assessors must use a “market approach” in setting a value on properties for tax purposes. That means the value is based on the prices of comparable homes that have sold recently.

“We’ve had a few cases since I’ve been here where people have challenged their assessments because neighboring properties were less than they had hoped, visually,” he said.

In general, however, the presence of “blight” nearby won’t affect property valuation much, because there aren’t enough sales of similar homes to generate the necessary data, he said.

So whether you have nice landscaping around your house or a yardful of clutter and cheat grass, it probably won’t affect your home’s appraisal by the assessor’s office.

But Vanderpool emphasized that this applies only to valuing homes for tax assessment. “One could argue that buyers sure notice such things, and they’d be right,” he said.

‘A home for everyone’

It’s difficult to quantify the harmful effects, if any, of visual blight. Unlike an obnoxious noise or stench, both of which can permeate homes even through closed windows, an unsightly view can easily be shut out. Noise has been shown to have harmful health effects, but no one says the same thing about junk cars.

Still, people value beautiful views; a scenic vista is soothing to nerves and spirits. And beauty can have a price in real dollars.

Homes that adjoin unsightly properties take longer to sell and sell for less than homes in so-called nice neighborhoods, according to Carol Stepe, broker/ owner of River Mountain Properties in Dolores.

Nearby blight can diminish a home’s value by 15 to 20 percent, she said, though it depends on how close the home is to the trash and “how much influence you think you might have on your new neighbor to help him straighten up.”

But Stepe, who has been in the realestate business 47 years, said there are buyers who don’t care about junk. “We say in our business, ‘There’s a home for everyone,’ and somehow that house is going to get sold.”

But even when they aren’t looking to sell their home, many people are disturbed by unsightly properties.

Bill Fulks of Pleasant View says old cars littering the county are a particular problem. “People should care about other people. When they start piling up old cars and a lot of junk that isn’t connected to a business, it’s a problem,” he said.

“I’m almost thinking somebody should require a tax on inoperable cars, especially on farm land. If people had to pay $100 a year for every car they didn’t use, I think it would probably make people think twice before they pulled those cars onto their property and let them settle in to rust and leave an eyesore for their neighbors.”

Two extremes

People like Denison say there is no need to regulate visual blight if it isn’t posing a health problem. They don’t want someone telling them how their property should look and want to keep government regulation of private lives to an absolute minimum. At the opposite end of the spectrum is the type of homeowner lampooned in the animated movie “Over the Hedge,” in which a shrewish woman shrieks endlessly about her property values and measures the length of people’s grass with a ruler.

In the middle are people who believe local governments ought to set some minimum standard to make the landscape enjoyable for all. In many ways, Montezuma County is poised between two extremes: the Wild West on one hand, and the tamed and regulated West on the other. It’s even true, geographically.

Dolores County to the west, with a population of under 2,000, has a planning commission and regulations concerning subdivisions, but no planning staff and no rules about aesthetics.

(The Dolores County towns of Rico and Dove Creek, however, do have rules in regard to blight; Dove Creek recently mailed 381 “clean-up” letters warning homeowners the town is enforcing trash and weed ordinances.) La Plata County to the east has a planning department with a staff of 16 and is developing a new, more detailed land-use code.

Yet even La Plata County does not regulate visual aesthetics for residential properties, according to Marianna Spishock, code-enforcement officer for the county.

“The only thing that’s regulated here [visually] are commercial or business uses,” Spishock said. “We have not adopted anything that would deal with junk cars, those sorts of things. We don’t have a junk ordinance. That doesn’t mean we won’t, but right now we don’t. And regulating all that would be huge.”

Spishock said there is some pressure to adopt rules regarding visual blight, but whether any will be incorporated in the new land-use code is uncertain.

Health concerns

Hal Shepherd, city manager of Cortez, says junk cars are the first thing that comes to mind when he thinks of visual blight in the countryside. “Back East and in the Midwest, if it’s not licensed or operating, it has to be in an enclosed building,” he said. “Here, the difference is private property rights. But in other areas of the country there are limitations to how far you can go so that other people who drive down the street don’t have to look at this blight.”

Of course, municipalities typically regulate aesthetics more strictly than unincorporated areas. In Hamilton, Ohio, where Shepherd worked prior to coming to Cortez, “You had to paint your house if it was peeling, or put up siding,” he said. “I don’t think I’d even attempt [to implement] that out here.”

The city of Cortez has numerous regulations relating to aesthetics and residences. Among them are rules about the minimum size of homes, the height of buildings and fences, the shape of outbuildings (domes are frowned upon), and carports (new ones can’t be made of metal and must match the appearance of the house).

The city has adopted both the International Building Code and the International Property Maintenance Code, which regulates such diverse items as the height of weeds and the maintenance of gate latches. It also says peeling, flaking and chipped paint must be eliminated, inoperative motor vehicles can’t be stored on premises, and — in an odd note — that kitchens can’t be used for sleeping purposes.

Shepherd said the city enforces rules against junk. “We’ve had a couple homes where the yard is full of junk and debris. We tell them, if they don’t clean it, we will and then we’ll bill them.”

Sometimes, he said, there is a health concern, as when mosquitoes breed in water trapped in old tires, or rodents are attracted to garbage. “That’s the main reason to keep the yard clean.” In the county’s unincorporated areas, Shepherd would like to see greater regulation of visual blight.

“We have a beautiful environment and I hate to see it trashed by junk cars,” he said. “I don’t see the point of dragging them to your fence line and lining them up three and four deep.”

A slippery definition

But regulating visual blight is not as simple as telling landowners to shove their rusted wrecks into a garage. Visual blight is a little like the weather: Everyone complains about it but no one does anything about it.

That’s because defining blight can be slippery, as County Commissioner Dewayne Findley noted in a previous interview with the Free Press.

“You could probably drive around the county and pick six [properties] we agree on but the next six might be harder,” he said. “You might say ‘those are nice old farm tractors’ and the other person says it’s a bunch of junk.”

Municipal codes typically define blight as an accumulation of lumber, trash, scrap metal or debris; abandoned furniture or appliances; inoperative vehicles; or anything else deemed unsightly or a threat to property values.

But pinning down what’s “unsightly” or deleterious can be arbitrary. Some people view monster trophy homes as blight. Some are offended by “Victorian” colors such as pinks, purples and crimsons. (A pink house on a hillside near Durango caused great controversy in the late 1990s.) Others regard manufactured homes as an eyeball- searing affront.

Galen Larson, the Democratic challenger for Findley’s seat, says struggling over the definition shouldn’t be difficult.

“To say one man’s junk is another man’s treasure is a ridiculous statement,” Larson said. “Everyone knows what junk is. We should take pride in this community, and we should clean it up before it’s forced upon us by the new people that may be moving in.”

But he admits deciding whether to adopt more rules is difficult.

“That’s a tough one,” Larson said. “But if we’re going to attract people here, including the wealthy retirees we say we want, we’d better think about cleaning up the area.”

Creating a beautiful landscape isn’t as easy as waving a wand. The Montezuma County landfill doesn’t accept junk cars, and dumping one pickup load of trash can cost $20 or more. Belt Salvage near Cortez pays $40 a ton for old vehicles; a typical car might bring $50. But towing the car in could cost more than that.

Steve Chappell, who is challenging Findley for the commission seat in the Aug. 8 Republican primary, has suggested that the county could organize voluntary pick-ups of junk cars and the use of a car-crusher. The towing company and crusher could then split the money from the scrap metal.

Casting stones?

Property-rights advocates see regulation of aesthetics as a form of economic discrimination. Landscaping can be expensive, as can replacing a roof or putting up siding — particularly if you have to hire someone else to do it.

“It’s a way for people to cast stones at somebody who isn’t as economically powerful as they are,” Denison said. “Special-interest groups and people moving in are trying to change everything we have here to reflect where they came from — and they left that place because they didn’t like it.”

But Shepherd maintains that neatness doesn’t have to cost money.

“When I was in Germany and Sweden in the 1970s, I stayed with some people who were poor,” he said. “But they had a very neat home and flowers everywhere. I said, ‘Gee, clean and neat doesn’t cost a lot of money’.”

Volunteer efforts can help, Shepherd added. Church groups have come to Cortez to paint houses and fix fences for free for elderly, low-income citizens.

“That was very nice,” he said. “I think it would be great if we could organize something to paint houses for needy people who need help maintaining their property.”

Denison is suspicious of such efforts. “If the elderly want help with something,” Denison said, “usually they would say, ‘Could you help me with my prescription drugs and my food and my transportation?’ Saying you’ll clean up their property is like saying, ‘Your place is offensive to me. I don’t really care about you. I care about what I see’.”

The debate will rage on, but some citizens believe people will voluntarily improve their properties as the region grows crowded and home prices rise. Stepe sees clean-ups occurring without government intervention, as large tracts are turned into subdivisions.

“A lot of these areas that have been subdivided have good covenants and are more valuable,” she said.

But though Stepe appreciates attractive properties, she doesn’t believe the county needs more regulations.

“People can move into a subdivision if they want stricter rules,” she said. “There are other people, and not always old-timers, who want to live the way they’ve always lived, and that’s fine.”

Published in August 2006

Antiquities Act marks a century of preservation – and looting

It’s immoral.

What? I asked.

To dig up the remains of indigenous people who inhabited the continent for centuries; to categorize, classify, and display their remains all in the name of scientific research. My mother and grandmother said to leave those things alone.

There are the ideas of belonging and ownership. We (Diné) have no rights to the belongings of the Anasazi people. — Laura Tohe, author, assistant professor of English, Arizona State

Archaeology is much more a study of objective knowledge about “old things,” but I think when Indigenous people, Native Americans, talk about old things they mean things that are included as part of their culture, part of their cultural community, their traditions. Old things such as their language, and of course, things that they make, such as pottery, or clothes, or drums or prayer objects — things that come from the past, and old things that are presently used.— Simon J. Ortiz, author, professor of Native American studies, Arizona State

Winter can be a beautiful time of year in southeast Utah. It’s the light in winter, and the way it turns the sky a color of blue that’s hard to find anywhere else.

HUGH ROBINSONAt Shirttail Junction in January the wind was trying to rip the metal roofing off a farmer’s shed, and the wind was whipping around Blanding, Utah — a bitter, biting, nasty wind. But down in the bottom of Comb Wash it was as nice as you could imagine, with scarcely a breath of a breeze. “I wish I had my crew up here today,” said Winston Hurst, as he showed me surface site after surface site, which from a short distance appeared only to be part of the rolling landscape.

Hurst is the field director of the Comb Wash Survey, a project funded by the federal government through the BLM as part of the 100th Anniversary of the Antiquities Act (1906-2006).

“We want to identify as many sites as we can in this area,” he said. “There’s about 40,000 acres. We can’t do it all. We have several years of survey. There are certain areas that are getting a lot of traffic, and we’re blocking those out. We’re making sure we survey these.”

They are surveying sites in both Butler and Comb washes, both north and south of Highway 95. They recorded 110 sites in the first 500 acres.

“We’re finding everything,” he said. “We have cliff structures; everything from camp sites to complicated large habitation sites with kiva depression and room blocks; we have Navajo sweat houses, and hogans; we have the old fork-stick hogans that the Navajo used to build. There are historic campsites, prehistoric roads, crossover trails, rock-art sites.

“We have sites going back to archaic times, Basketmaker sites, Pueblo I, II and III sites. We have Navajo and possibly Ute sites,” Hurst said.

The Comb Wash Project is one of the Antiquities Act focus projects.

“The Comb Wash area gets a lot of visitation and we want to map the area as well as we can,” said Nancy Shearin, BLM archaeologist. “That information will go into forming a management plan for the area.”

The University of Colorado is involved in the project. “It’s great having CU involved in the project,” Shearin said, “because they have so much experience working down here. They know the terrain and they are enthusiastic.”

Since Congress voted to enact the Antiquities Act, which celebrates its 100th anniversary this year, a great deal has changed — and yet, nothing has changed.

Sites still get looted — some by professional artifact-hunters who sell what they find to private collectors; some by people who want souvenirs; and some sites by people who simply do not know how to act.

A crime story

This is a true story. Most of the names have been left out to protect the guilty, as well as the innocent. It was a nice winter day about 10 years ago. A small group was gathered on the Guymon property up Cottonwood Wash, north of Bluff. Irv Guymon, at that time patriarch of the Guymon clan, was talking about the possibilities of establishing the Guymon Preserve, which would forever protect the land from development. Two hikers came puffing down the road. “Someone’s digging an Anasazi site up the wash,” one of them said. Most of the group left to fetch the a sheriff’s deputy. I stayed behind to watch the road. They came back pret- ty quick with a deputy in tow. We made a procession down the dusty road behind the deputy, the two hikers in his car, giving directions. In a little while the deputy came back to my rig. I could see two people with buckets and shovels standing off a ways at the archaeological site in question. “It’s OK,” he said. “It’s only [so-and-so], and it’s private land. They have permission to be up here.”

But there were several errors in that statement. First of all, it was a grave site, and it is always against the law to dig up a grave site, no matter where.

Secondly, it was on State of Utah land, and the diggers didn’t have permission to be up there. Nevertheless, the deputy took their names and released them. No arrests were made. They were well-known residents of Blanding. Human bones were found on the surface of the site. Six months passed and no charges were filed.

The Canyon Echo, a now-defunct monthly journal of southeast Utah, followed the case closely, and in September 1996, published a letter written by Ferrell Secakuku, chairman of the Hopi Tribe to Grand County Attorney William Benge, in which he said: “The vandalism and destruction of archaeological sites is a serious and revolting matter to the Hopi people. . . “The Hopi Tribe is dismayed at your apparent reluctance to bring these vandals to justice.”

The BLM published a report, in which archaeologist Dale Davidson wrote: “Archaeologists will find significance in 42SA23040 [the vandalized site] because preliminary field work has established that it contains information significant to understanding the prehistory of the Southwest and southeastern Utah. The cultural affiliation of this individual [human remains found at the site] cannot be absolutely determined, because the looters destroyed the grave.”

Almost a year later the case came before Judge Lyle Anderson in Monticello. Because the crime had been perpetrated on state land it was not pursued in federal court. A preliminary hearing was held in the 7th District court. Anderson made a distinction between an “organized” modern cemetery and an Anasazi grave site. He threw the case out. His action prompted outrage in many circles.

“To the Hopi people the vandalism of our ancestors’ homes and graves is no less of a heinous crime than had they vandalized the Washington Monument or excavated holes in Arlington National Cemetery,” said Secakuku.

Anderson was called a racist in the Salt Lake Tribune in two articles. The Utah Attorney General’s office filed an appeal: “A Monticello judge’s ruling that ancient Indian remains are not protected under Utah’s grave-robbing statutes is so unworkable and so racist that it runs contrary to human decency.”

In another article, attorney Eric Swenson said, “The Court should consider whether Judge Anderson should be jailed for what can only be described as flagrantly racist conduct.”

But nothing happened to Anderson. Ten years have passed. No one will ever know what happened at the Cottonwood Wash site those many years ago: who the people were, how they lived, how they died and were buried.

Archaeologists want to know these things. Native Americans want to know that the graves of their ancestors are not desecrated.

Vandalism and looting

Archaeology is celebrated throughout the Four Corners. A number of public institutions offer displays of pottery, jewelry, rugs, baskets, and ancient artifacts. Edge of the Cedars State Park Museum is one.

It’s a lovely museum, adjacent to an Ancestral Puebloan site, a Chacoan outlier. Edge of the Cedars and the Anasazi Heritage Center near Dolores, Colo., both are featuring exhibits to celebrate the Antiquities Act.

At Edge of the Cedars, the exhibit is called “The Archaeology of the Northern San Juan: the First 100 Years.”

“Why is there an Antiquities Act?” I asked Teri Paul, museum manager. “Prior to the Antiquities Act of 1906 the cultural resources out here were being mined. A number of archaeologists were concerned about site destruction, burial destruction, people literally mining sites for artifacts and taking them to private collections and to museums around the world.”

“We’ve had 100 years of this experiment. How’s it working out?”

“Overall it’s working really well,” Paul said. “In 1979 ARPA (Archaeological Resources Protection Act) was passed. If there hadn’t been any laws there would be nothing left now.”

But, she added, “Even so, the destruction continues.”

Taylor McKinnon, co-owner of Wild Rivers Expeditions, agreed. “Since the Antiquities Act was passed, the protection of these sites has been unsatisfactory. We see it on a daily basis.

“It’s not necessarily malicious abuse. It’s more that people aren’t educated on how to behave in archaeological sites. But the federal agencies have vast responsibilities and inadequate resources to take care of them.

“The irony of the whole 100th anniversary celebration,” McKinnon said, “is that a whole lot of attention is being paid to archaeological sites, but there is not the corresponding commitment to protect the resources.”

Apparently some members of Congress are troubled as well. A recent Denver Post article reported: “Troubled by vandalism and looting of archaeological sites . . ., some members of Congress are banding together to seek more resources to protect them.

“’These are beautiful, special, magnificent places we cannot afford to lose,’ said Rep. Raul M. Grijalva, D-Ariz. ‘Congress has asked for more money for BLM, (but) we have not received the support from the administration’.”

Published in August 2006

Et tu, Obama?

First it was John McCain. The Arizona Republican who took the Rev. Jerry Falwell to task over his nutty post-9/11 remarks has more recently made news. . . for giving the address at Falwell’s Liberty University during graduation ceremonies earlier this year.

Nothing’s wrong with that—it’s just a marked departure from what one has come to expect of McCain and seems a curious contradiction to some viewpoints he’s espoused. Now it’s Barack Obama, billed as the saving grace of the Democratic Party when he took his senate seat. In June, Obama suggested Democrats “court evangelicals,” or so screamed the headlines. What he actually did was chide the Democrats for their perceived failure to “acknowledge the power of faith in the lives of the American people.”

How disappointing. Not the advice itself, but the evidence Obama is buying Republican propaganda that Christianity is somehow “under attack” at a time when religious clout in government has never packed such a wallop.

Let me be clear here. I believe in religious freedom. I’m even a practicing Christian , though I can fairly be described as “backslidden” in a number of ways. I don’t care if kids want to pray in school, so long as those who don’t wish to pray aren’t forced to. I get a kind of kick out of seeing “In God We Trust” on the penny. But I am not being oppressed simply because some folks disagree with my religious beliefs and have the guts to say so.

Uncomfortable, maybe, but I see little evidence of a government conspiracy to make me an atheist. What I do see is a frightening turn toward a Christian theocracy in the name of religious freedom.

I’d thought my fellow Democrat, Obama, was on the same page. I thought he’d have better sense than to let a phantom conspiracy rule his words.

It isn’t that some of those words weren’t sensible: “Not every mention of God in public is a breach of the wall of separation,” he correctly observed. “… we cannot abandon the field of religious discourse. If we don’t reach out to evangelical Christians and other religious Americans and tell them what we stand for, Jerry Falwells and Pat Robertsons will continue to hold sway.” He also— apparently, without a trace of irony — cautioned against “ inauthentic expressions of faith” for political gain.

But I fear he’s missing the point. The reason the Jerrys and the Pats “hold sway” is not because Democrats somehow show callous disregard for religion (though he went a long way toward reinforcing that belief), or because evangelicals don’t understand what the Democrats stand for. The problem is both political parties pander to special interests, including religious interests. Worse, the Democratic Party no longer seems to know what it stands for — and, with the way party leadership consistently rises to the Republicans’ bait, it shows.

Obama has been praised for daring to criticize his own party, but it’s a pity he doesn’t truly take it to task. To wit: “Why, oh why, do you always dignify blatant wedge issues with a response and allow the party to be diverted from its (presumed) platform?”

Dems could profit from being told to advance their own issues, rather than reacting to the Republicans’ agenda.

Thus: “Have you forgotten that our party was built on standing up for the little guy? Why are corporations running roughshod over everyone else; why are wages in the toilet; why can’t the average family afford decent health care?

“How in the hell did a dangerous egomaniac like George W. Bush get re-elected? It’s because you’re wasting your energy responding to partisan attacks and manipulation.

“Knock it off and get back to work. There are some so-called problems that will go away if you ignore them, and the railings about non-existent conspiracies to deprive people of their religious rights are one of them. Really.”

Obama’s remarks don’t do that. Rather, they show him as the latest in a long line of Democrats to advance a GOP Lite agenda as means of saving the Democratic Party.

But that isn’t what Democratic constituents want, and it isn’t what anyone in America needs.

Katharhynn Heidelberg, a former resident of Montezuma County, writes from Montrose.

Published in Katharhynn Heidelberg

Home, sweet home

Someone recently asked me to describe my current bedroom.

Well, it’s smallish and squarish and greenish and musty. Crowded and coldish and cluttered and dusty.

Sounds wretched? Wondering why I haven’t called in the interior decorator or at least a housekeeper? Well, I am now the proud resident of an army surplus tent – complete with zippered windows, mosquito netting and stacks of Rubbermaids that fall over when the wind blows too hard.

Truth be told, the entire tent falls over when the wind blows too hard.

Yes, we are living the dream. Too poor to pay rent, we have set up camp on our property while we build ourselves a house. But it is our dream house. Our plan is to never, ever have to move again.

My mother is apoplectic. Wearily, she wonders how could I “but we didn’t raise you like this”? An entire childhood of golf lessons, ballroom-dancing classes and my very own first edition of Miss Manners’ Guide to Etiquette has not kept me from homelessness, much to her dismay.

But at least I know which plastic fork to use.

Some acquaintances think we are crazy. Some wonder how my cruel husband can possibly expect this of me. When I tell them that it was my idea, they shake their heads in bewilderment and mentally write me off. Perhaps my insanity will rub off.

Most of my friends think it’s great. Probably because many of them have already done something akin to tent living — teepees, hogans, shanties. Our tent is actually borrowed from other friends. We have had more visitors to the refugee camp already than we ever did in our home.

Having children over is a breeze. We have an irrigation ditch, a massive dirt pile, cows and an electric fence. What more could small boys ask for? What makes it even better is that I also have no way of making them bathe after a day in the fields.

People often wonder how we handle personal hygiene. Believe it or not, we can still brush our teeth even without a bathroom sink. (Although we’d lived here for three days before I actually located my toothbrush and yet another day before I found the toothpaste.)

We have a Porta- Potty complete with blue water and graffiti. Bowen came out the other day asking, “Mama, what does sh** spell?” So, see, we are having an educational experience as well as an adventure.

Showering we will do elsewhere. I will take the boys to the pool frequently to disinfect them in the chlorine and actual showers we will grub along the way. But when folks ask about the bathing, I don’t know what shocks them more — the fact that we will only shower once a week, or that that’s no change for us.

Have I over-shared?

Regardless of everyone’s opinion, I am happy. Life is simple. We eat outside and play on the dirt piles until we drop. I have no floors to mop, no windowsills to dust. For a lousy housewife such as I, this is heaven.

Plus, I know my boys will remember this summer always — whether fondly or while suffering posttraumatic stress disorder remains to be seen.

But as my family sleeps, piled on top of each other, Bowen snoring, Everett sighing, the dog dream-yipping, Tom grinding his teeth and the cat crying under the bed, I smile. I fondly embrace surplus canvas and I love my new home.

Although, talk to me again when the monsoon hits.

Suzanne Strazza, though currently homeless, lives in Mancos.

Published in Suzanne Strazza

Summer homes, some ain’t

Memorial Day had arrived and the graveyards all across America were being decorated with wreaths, sprays, and garlands. Pam and I were expecting a low-impact holiday, without any real plans in the works. No relatives stopping over, no picnics, nothing memorial. . . that is, until Pam had her “idea.”

Her idea amounted to driving across Lizard Head Pass, through the valley of fruit and corn, and ending up at the old town of Redstone. We’d been through the tiny mining, now-tourist town many times while camping in the national forest, but we’d never stayed overnight at the historic Redstone Inn. Supposedly, it’s haunted.

We arrived as planned, a few days before the rate increase for summer tourists. A dormer room on the third floor offered a toilet and sink but no tub or shower; these amenities were down the hall for anyone willing to share them with other third-floor guests, which is why our rent was reasonable. We unpacked our bags and before settling in for the night decided to stretch our legs by taking a walk through town.

The only street in Redstone runs about a half-mile, perfectly straight, with no fewer than five speed bumps evenly spaced along the way. During the height of tourist season, the speed bumps probably slow gawking tourists down, but on this day the center of the street served us well, with no fear of traffic.

Local shops and residences occupy each side of the street, many the historic remnants of a turn-of-the-century social experiment sponsored by the town’s founder, John Cleveland Osgood, a wealthy coal industrialist from the East. Mr. Osgood believed that if workers could be provided decent housing they would be “less troublesome.” The Inn had been built at the south end of the street to lodge the town’s bachelors, while families were provided with small, tastefully designed cottages.

It’s an attractive town even today, but when we visited, many businesses were still closed and some of the immaculate half-million-dollar “cottages” that had been tastefully renovated by present-day homeowners were still locked, shuttered, and empty. It felt like a ghost town.

Rumors of ghosts don’t worry me much. What bothers me the most is that many of the people who supposedly live here hadn’t yet materialized. They were the real ghosts, residents who pay their taxes and disappear for the better part of the year, inflating property values and creating a community of absentee opinions.

I’ve never owned two or three residences, living at one location, then hopping to another when the weather turns hospitable, but multiple-home ownership is happening all across the West. Finding a reasonable room for the night is all it takes to make me less troublesome.

And all that remains of Redstone’s social experiment is the skeleton of its intent. Although the Redstone Inn actually closed its kitchen on May 1st to support the Mexican workers who’d asked in solidarity with their co-workers all across the country for a protest day off, such a request would probably have been turned down had it been made during the busy tourist season – that is, unless the ghosts know how to cook.

And Redstone is not the only town inhabited by the apparition of wealth. Telluride has an entire village that stays eerily empty once the skiers have gone home, then there’s Aspen, Vail, Steamboat Springs, the greater Phoenix area, and probably another ghost village proposed for the top of Wolf Creek Pass. It’s just spooky when I try to count my neighbors and it’s virtually impossible to see them.

I stayed up reading late that night and when I reached up to turn out the light over our bed, I thought I heard a sigh. It was only Pam, glad I’d finally decided to go to sleep. I settled in, pulled the covers up, roughed up a pillow until it adjusted to the shape of my skull. Then something happened to set both of us suddenly upright in our bed, wide-eyed and staring at each other: The light came on by itself, both bulbs burning bright.

I knew Pam hadn’t turned it on, because she’d been half asleep when I turned it off. And it wasn’t me. I looked around the room, then reached up once more and turned the switch off. The room stayed dark this time, but I swear only one of us was breathing.

David Feela writes from Cortez


Published in David Feela

Republican treasurer’s candidates give views

Dyess, chief deputy public trustee, uses common-sense approach

SHERRY DYESSMy name is Sherry Dyess. I am a candidate for Montezuma County treasurer. I am originally from Monticello, Utah, where my parents, Madge and Roy Miller, homesteaded a farm.

I have lived in Montezuma County since 1965. I married my husband Claude in 1972 and we raised three sons, Bryon, Chris and Doug. Family is very important to me. I thoroughly enjoy spending time with them. Our special times are spent camping, hunting and fishing.

I have over 30 years’ experience in accounting and bookkeeping in local banks and medical offices. I also have experience in insurance and tax preparation.

I have worked in the Montezuma County Treasurer’s Office over 8 1/2 years and currently hold the title of chief deputy public trustee. The statutory duties of the county treasurer are processing tax payments, disbursing funds to the taxing authorities and investing the funds prior to disbursement.

The county treasurer is also the banker for all county departments and is responsible for receiving, managing and accounting for all county monies.

The Montezuma County treasurer is also appointed public trustee. The duties covered by the public trustee are foreclosures of deeds of trust and releases of deeds of trust for properties located in Montezuma County. Colorado’s foreclosure statutes provide a relatively quick and inexpensive way for the lienor to exercise its rights while affording the owner of the property a fair opportunity to protect his interest.

I am basically a down-to-earth, common-sense type of person, and I will serve the residents of Montezuma County with honesty, courtesy, integrity and professionalism.

Chief Deputy Treasurer Seitz cites 41 years’ background

SHARON SEITZI would like to take this opportunity to introduce myself and to announce my candidacy for Montezuma County treasurer.

I am Sharon Seitz, currently chief deputy treasurer. I have the experience and knowledge of the Treasurer’s Office for 9 1/2 years, four of which has been served as chief deputy. I have 41 years of background knowledge and experience in bookkeeping and accounting.

I graduated high school and have two years of college at Texas Tech University. I have lived in Montezuma County for close to 20 years and have held only two jobs, Montezuma- Dolores Title Co and the Montezuma County Treasurer’s office. I also continue to hold a current license for writing title insurance on property.

The county treasurer is responsible for mailing property-tax statements to the owner of record, collecting property taxes, and disbursing taxes to the taxing authorities (school districts, towns, county, special districts, etc); receiving and investing monies sent to Montezuma County, maintaining proper accounting of all monies, and disbursing monies for county obligations on the orders of the Board of County Commissioners; publishing and conducting the yearly tax sale; processing treasurer’s deeds stemming from the tax sales; issuing mobile-home moving permits; processing tax certificates for the title companies; and processing release of deeds of trust and foreclosures.

My wonderful family resides here in our fair city. My oldest son, Allen Holt, is manager of Bru’s House of Color and his wife, Sherry, is title officer with Colorado Land Title Company. My youngest son, Russell Holt, is in management with Wal-Mart, and his wife, Trish. I have a wonderful grandson, Anthony, 13, in Cortez Middle School, and my beautiful granddaughter, Kaysee, 11, is in Mesa Elementary. I am very proud of them and their accomplishments. I also have four other grandchildren residing elsewhere and am just as proud of them.

With my family’s support and commitment, and with your support and votes in 2006, I would be proud to serve as your county treasurer.

Published in Election, July 2006

Wallace says deputies solving more cases

Conner promises to boost morale in sheriff’s office

SHERIFF GERALD WALLACEMontezuma County Sheriff Gerald Wallace believes he knows why the county commission chose him 2-1 to succeed former Sheriff Joey Chavez a year and a half ago — even though Chavez, who resigned to join the corporate world, had endorsed Bill Conner, a senior officer with 20 years’ experience who is now Wallace’s foe in the Aug. 8 Republican primary.

“I like Bill — he’s a good guy and I would never want to say anything that would go against anybody else,” Wallace said in a recent interview, “but the strength I bring to the position is [in addition to] 10 years of law-enforcement experience I have 25 years of training and managing people.”

Wallace said he also was more thoroughly informed about budget and personnel matters when he sought the job.

“I think that when we went through the interview process, I was the only candidate who had reviewed the budget or personnel issues at the sheriff’s office before taking the interview,” he said. He said he didn’t mean individual personnel matters, which are confidential, but what he’d gleaned from “talking to different people about what was going on there.”

“When they [the commissioners] saw that, I think it gave them a picture of someone who takes it very seriously and was able to do a good job.” Wallace also said the two commissioners who voted for him — Larrie Rule and Gerald Koppenhafer — said they had received numerous phone calls expressing reservations about Conner, although they never cited specific objections.

“Again, without seeming negative against Bill, there were a lot of people that had concerns with my opponent and his ability to run the agency,” Wallace said.

Support for both candidates — measured unscientifically by the number and sizes of yard signs around the area — seems to be widespread. Wallace was born in New Zealand but moved to the States in 1985. A former San Miguel County deputy with 10 years of experience ranging from code enforcement to canine deputy, he said he looks at the sheriff’s job as more than just law enforcement, and is actively involved with community groups such as the Meth Action group, the Piñon Project, Partners, and school resource programs.

“We really try to be out there in the community,” he said, “and I think that’s a little different than what has been the case before.”

Wallace portrays himself as the new broom that sweeps clean.

“I bring a different philosophy to the agency than what was there before — I bring a very much open-door policy [and] I really believe strongly in working with the community at all levels — the commissioners and all the other elected officials — and coming up with a common theme.”

Whoever wins the Republican primary will face independent candidate Sam Sparks in the general election. Sparks, a deputy marshal in Mancos, was the third of the three finalists to replace Chavez. Meanwhile, debate on the Republican candidates’ relative merits in the editorial pages of the Cortez Journal has been lively, including pointed attacks on their integrity and competence.

For instance, one letter-writer portrayed Wallace as “one of the biggest landowners/one of the wealthiest people” in the county and a crony of the commissioners, a statement Wallace later challenged in a column of his own. Wallace responded that he doubted a two-income family with a mortgage on the 200 acres he farms qualifies as wealthy. In his column, he also encouraged voters to ask the “tough questions,” including “why did the commissioners decide not to appoint Bill Conner, as Sheriff Chavez had requested.”

In a column of his own, Conner accused Wallace of fostering low morale and a high turnover among the detention deputies because of their unequal treatment during a recent pay raise.

“I understand why these deputies are not currently feeling valued or respected,” he wrote, “causing the alarming turnover rate in that division.”

Wallace scoffed at the idea that spirits were low among his staff.

“From what the deputies tell me and the feeling you get walking through the office, morale is better than it’s been in a long, long time,” he said. “That’s a pretty common attack on an agency — that morale is low and turnover is high.

“Our turnover is not any higher than it was before I came here — in 2001 we had 10 people leave the job and in 2005 we had 10 people leave the job, and out of those 10 people, eight cited pay and benefits as the number-one reason for leaving.

“Politics can get a little nasty sometimes, but the morale is good — we all work well together, communication is better up and down the chain of command, and we’re one person away from being fully staffed again, so we’re doing well,” he said.

On the down side, the pay/benefit package for deputies in Montezuma County is among the lowest in the state, Wallace pointed out, and this is a major reason they move on to other agencies. For instance, Cortez provides full medical coverage for police offi- cers’ families, but for deputies this can cost $800 a month, and Wallace sees no possibility of changing this in the foreseeable future.

“It seems to be going the wrong way — it’s getting more and more expensive for organizations to be able to afford insurance for their employees,” he said. “I think what’s happened is that the county has been so far behind the eight-ball for so long . . . I just don’t think that’s possible (to provide better medical coverage).”

Wallace said he plans to start a non-profit foundation that will raise money to cover the expenses of catastrophic illnesses or crises that might occur in employees’ families.

Wallace said he has also been changing the department’s approach to crime-solving.

“One of my priorities is working with the staff — we’re changing the direction in which we look at law enforcement,” he said. “When the deputies go out and take a report they can take (it) with the mindset of just taking information, filing a report and that’s the end of the situation.

“Or they can take a report with the mindset of getting all the information — gathering it all and working the case and coming up with a successful arrest or finding a solution,” he said. “We’ve worked more on the second one of late and it’s really starting to show — our success rate in closing a lot of cases is up quite significantly.”

Much of the county’s crime continues to stem from the sale and use of methamphetamine, Wallace said, even though far less is being produced locally than it was.

“Meth is involved in pretty much everything we do,” he said. “There are a lot less meth labs in the area, and that’s partly in response to the restrictions that are being put on the chemicals that were available over the counter in drugstores,” but also partly because much meth is smuggled into the country from Mexico, where it’s now produced in prodigious quantities.

Another of the county’s major problems is child-molesting, incidences of which are disturbingly high.

“We think we have a lot of sexual assaults on children” for a population of around 25,000, he said. “It stems from a lot of different reasons, I think. It can stem from upbringing, economic concerns — a variety of issues.”

Another less serious but very common problem is dogs running loose, biting people and killing livestock. Creating a position of animal-control officer is probably going to be necessary in the future, Wallace said, although responsible pet-ownership could go a long way toward postponing that time.

“I think as we see more and more people here, that’s going to be an issue that will move further to the front of the fire,” he said, noting that there is currently no dog-at-large ordinance in the county.

Sheriff’s races in Montezuma County tend to be heated. One of the closest was in 1994, when Sherman Kennell beat Steve Penhall in the Republican primary by a mere 8 votes.

The close competition tends to engender some nastiness, and this race is no exception. Wallace speculated that the lack of substantive criticisms of his performance may have inspired the mud-slinging against him.

“I think this has been a nasty campaign because my closet doesn’t have any skeletons, so to try and make me look worse or not like a good candidate, I think people have to throw dirt.

“And the concerning thing about that is some of that dirt sticks, even if it’s untrue.”

He said he’d spoken to county residents who told him they were too intimidated to work on his re-election campaign.

“A lot of people told me they were supporting me but didn’t want to get involved because they’re afraid of retribution. . . and I go, ‘What do you mean?’ and they go, ‘That’s just the way it is down here’.”

But Wallace likes the fact that voters choose the county’s top cop — unlike the Cortez police chief, for instance, an appointed position.

“I’m glad it’s an elected office — I know a lot of people think it should be just an appointed office by the commissioners, [but] if we had a group of commissioners who weren’t as professional as the ones we have now, it could lead to some concerns.

“The sheriff is directly responsible to the community that votes him into office and answers directly to that community — and I think that’s good.”

Published in Election, July 2006

Poverty drives immigrants: Mexicans seek survival not just a better life

This is the second article in a two-part series.

Victor and Magdelena “Maggie” Nuñez are an American success story. They own two restaurants in Montezuma County, one in Cortez and one in Dolores. They serve Mexican and American food.

They have three children, all citizens. They, too, are citizens. They came to the United States separately, met, fell in love, married, and worked hard to achieve the American dream. They are both from Mexico. They both speak English, although it is their second language.

Victor came to the U.S. in 1980 from the lovely state of Nayarit. He crossed the border at a place called La Libertad, “liberty,” hidden in the bed of a dump truck.

“There were about 2,000 people waiting there,” he said, “trying to get across the border.”

Maggie came across 18 years ago. Her coyote was a woman. “She said ‘walk now’ and I walked across the border.”

Maggie has family in Southern California and it was her sister who gave her the initial encouragement to try her hand at being an American.

“At first,” Maggie said, “I just came to see it. I was going to stay for a month and then go back home. I didn’t want to leave my mama. But my sister talked me into staying. She talked me into getting my first job, and that’s where I met Victor. He and I were the only ones in the restaurant who spoke Spanish.”

“In 1981 the U.S. had an amnesty,” Victor said. “My boss helped me with the paperwork. Then when Maggie and I got married we got her paperwork too. We were termed ‘permanent residents’ at that time. After five years we became eligible to apply for citizenship, and we did. We are both citizens, and all of our children were born here.”

They worked for other people, they had their own restaurant in southern California, they owned a bakery, they had a landscaping business. It was their children who got them to Colorado.

“One of the kids brought home a book from the library,” she said, “and it had pictures of the mountains of Colorado, and the snow.”

“Mom, why can’t we go to Colorado to live?” they said.

And so they did.

A living wage

“One likely consequence [of NAFTA] is an acceleration of migration from rural to urban areas as Mexican corn producers are wiped out by U.S. agribusiness, depressing still further wages that have already dropped sharply in recent years and are likely to remain low, thanks to the harsh repression that is a crucial element of the highly touted Mexican ‘economic miracle’.” — Noam Chomsky

People come to the United States from south of the border not merely for a better life, but for survival.

A decade ago I drove down to San Antonio for a small reunion with my siblings. I took my golf clubs, stopping and hitting golf balls on a variety of scruffy driving ranges.

In Del Rio, Texas, I ran into three Anglo guys on a public course and they invited me to join them. They were managers for one of the maquiladora factories across the border, where Mexican workers were sewing seat covers for Ford trucks. One of these men was the plant manager. He told me that Mexican laborers were making $26 per week standing on their feet all day, six days a week. That’s $1,352 a year. I have a hard time believing this. But even harder to believe is that even those jobs are being “outsourced” to Asian countries.

The women who work in the maquiladoras get up in the dark at 4 in the morning and walk to their jobs. In Juárez they are frequently beaten, raped and murdered.

Many Mexican households earn less than $4,100 per year, according to the Wall Street Journal. Yet the cost of living in Mexico is not cheap. Gasoline costs as much as it does in the United States, and everything in Mexico moves by truck.

The only thing cheap in Mexico is Mexican labor.

I traveled down the Pacific Coast of Mexico last winter and talked to the campesinos who work the fields in the rich farmlands of Sinaloa. They make 100 pesos per day — less than $10. That’s working all day in the fields, bent double.

“In the poorer parts of Mexico people work for $5 per day,” said Victor Nuñez.

It’s understandable, then, that more and more Mexicans risk their lives trying to cross illegally into the United States.

When Maggie Nuñez walked across the border, she was very young. She paid a coyote, someone who guides illegal immigrants, to take her. It cost her about $250. Now the cost of the coyote is $2,000 to $4,000. And there are no guarantees; the risks are high. But the Mexicans continue to come. Workers in the construction trade in Colorado typically make $10 per hour, according to Mexican laborers working in the U.S. with whom I have spoken. That amounts to $20,000 to $25,000 a year at 40 to 50 hours a week.

One contractor told me: “Mexicans will work nights, weekends — they don’t care, and they don’t get overtime pay.” They also don’t get benefits.

In Guerrero, Chihuahua, I had a flat tire on my motorcycle. While looking for a tire-repair shop I saw a middleaged gentleman in a pickup truck.

“Disculpe, señor, pero yo tengo un problema con mi llanta de moto,” I said in my bad Spanish.

“What is the problem with your motorcycle tire?” he asked in good English.

“It is flat,” I told him.

“What do you want to do about it?” he asked. “You want to fix it, or you want to ride it like that?”

I laughed. Jeez, I love Mexico at moments like this.

“Get in,” he said.

As we drove, I asked him where he’d learned to speak English.

“I worked for 15 years in a dairy in Phoenix,” he said. He saved his money, came back to Chihuahua and started his own business.

“How many cattle do you have?” I asked.

“Forty-nine,” he said. “Good ones.”

“How did you like the U.S.?”

“I liked it OK,” he said, “but this is my home. Your government takes much in taxes,” he added.

‘Afraid to return home’

This was a statement I heard again and again in Mexico. I met Mexicans who came to the U.S. to work and returned to Mexico, and others who planned to return to the U.S. Some Mexican men I talked to claimed to have families in both countries.

“It’s impossible for Mexicans to enter the U.S. legally,” said Eddie Soto, director of Los Compañeros, a human-rights advocacy group serving under the umbrella of the San Juan Citizens Alliance in Durango. “We allow 5,000 work visas per year.

“In the 1980s there were no coyotes,” he said. “There were open borders. Mexicans would come to the U.S., work for a while, and return home. Now people are afraid to return home because they will not be able to get back into the U.S. They are stuck here.”

A big part of this complex conundrum is NAFTA (the North American Free Trade Agreement), which puts the advantages of “free trade” in the hands of the big, transnational corporations.

As a result, the Mexican poor are fighting the same battles Emiliano Zapata and Francisco Villa were fighting 100 years ago: land reform, education, health care for the campesinos.

In 1970 Mexico City was the size of New York City, 7.5 million people. Now Mexico City is the largest city in the world, more than 18 million.

Where did all of these people come from? From the campo, from the family farm, from the little villages of Mexico. They came to drive taxis (Oh, God, help me never to get into another of their cabs!), wash dishes, wash clothes, sweep streets, prune trees — anything at all so they can eat.

Land of diversity

Intel Founder Andy Grove is an immigrant, according to USA Today. “When Grove was a boy, his Jewish family fled Soviet-dominated Hungary and landed in New York,” says an article by Kevin Maney. “He says the USA was a beacon of opportunity, freedom and tolerance. . . . In 1960 Grove got an engineering degree from City College of New York; in 2005 he donated $26 million to the college.”

But as the U.S. population increases and concerns about the influx of Mexicans intensify, U.S. citizens are less welcoming toward newcomers, especially those here illegally.

“At the beginning of this [20th] century, the border of Mexico and the United States was almost a nothing to both nations. Now it is a scream that disturbs the sleep of the rulers in their various palaces,” Charles Bowden writes in “Juárez: The Laboratory of Our Future.”

America is a land of diversity. People from all over the world have come here. An estimated 12 million are in the country illegally, maybe more. The government doesn’t really know — a fact that makes officials extremely nervous about national security.

This winter, officials in California, just across the border from Tijuana, discovered the existence of a tunnel that ran from Mexico into the United States. They have no idea how long it has been there. How many Mexicans have been smuggled through that tunnel? How many tons of drugs? How many other tunnels exist?

Political football

U.S. Highway 191 is a main corridor for Mexican illegals coming into the United States, and it passes right through San Juan County, Utah. But local officers aren’t authorized to enforce federal laws. The regional Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) office is in Provo, Utah, but according to local officials ICE authorities are seldom willing to come down to Blanding to take the apprehended immigrants, so they are released.

According to Los Compañeros’ Soto, ICE wanted to build a detention facility in Durango, but local opposition squelched the idea.

“Most people in Durango are very supportive and accepting of new immigrants,” Soto said. “Immigration has been very positive here. We need people in construction and the service industries.”

There is an “immigrant-friendly” city resolution in Durango so that police officers do not ask people about their immigrant status.

“If immigrants are afraid they’ll be reported to the INS, they won’t cooperate in criminal investigations,” Soto said. “They won’t report crime.”

However, a bill passed by the state legislature in Colorado this year forbids local governments from enacting such “sanctuary” policies, and mandates that peace officers who think someone may be an illegal immigrant report him to ICE. Sheriffs have expressed concern, saying they are being asked to do the job of federal authorities.

The U.S. Congress balked at passing any immigration bill this summer. “It looks like they are going to play political football with it,” Soto said.

Meanwhile, Mexicans tramp through the desert, some of them dying. Human-rights groups have set out water barrels at key locations; some have been vandalized.

“Someone is finding the barrels and shooting holes in them,” Soto said. “We don’t know who or why.”

The Minuteman Civil Defense Corps, an armed group of self-appointed guardians of the southern border, vows to protect it even if it means killing.

U.S. Rep. Tom Tancredo, R-Colo., who paid a visit to the border this year, claims: “Much of the success of our movement is a result of the Minuteman Project.” Tancredo is head of the House of Representatives Special Commission on Immigration, and a staunch supporter of better border enforcement.

Raul Yzaguirre, former chief executive at National Council of La Raza, calls the Minuteman organization “a hate-mongering group from the lunatic fringe.”

It’s difficult not to get caught up in the rhetoric. Yet rhetoric is not a solution, and so far, none has emerged.

Published in July 2006

Magic of Santa Fe Opera resumes

The sun sets behind the peaks of 13,000-foot mountains. The sky turns pink. After the hot July day, cool air refreshes the drivers on U.S. 84/285. Headlights glowing, they hit the exit ramp, duck under the highway, and make a sharp right onto Opera Drive. Soon, they’ll arrive at a unique place, where animals talk, or people visit ancient Rome. They’ll arrive at the Santa Fe Opera.

The opera began in 1956, when a young New York conductor named John Crosby decided to create a summer festival in Santa Fe. His parents had a home not far from where the opera stands today. He attended camp at the Los Alamos Boys Ranch, now the town of Los Alamos.

Santa Fe lawyer Thomas B. Catron III served on the Santa Fe Opera’s first board of directors. “The day after Christmas, 1956 — that’s when we got together and signed the Articles of Incorporation,” he recalls from his law office.

Crosby built a redwood, 480-seat open-air theater in a natural bowl, with a $200,000-dollar loan from his parents. Opening night came on July 3, 1957. A company of 67 singers and technicians put on Puccini’s “Madame Butterfly.”

“The afternoon of the opening, John Crosby and I walked up the parking lot putting in reflector lights,” Catron recalls. “Here was John about to conduct the opening night of what would become a great opera company, and the afternoon was spent putting in reflectors.”

From the first season, Crosby presented balanced operatic repertoire. His formula included a world or American premiere, a well-known work, an early or unknown opera, Mozart, and Richard Strauss.

“John Crosby was known throughout the country for putting Strauss operas on the map,” says Desiree Mays, a lecturer hired by the Santa Fe Opera each year to give talks on productions. “He loved this composer.”

The Santa Fe Opera premiered Strauss’s “Die Liebe der Danae,” “Intermezzo,” “Friedenstag,” and “The Egyptian Helen,” in the United States.

The company has offered 42 American premieres, several world premieres, and eight commissioned works.

“[It was] something John Crosby insisted upon,” says Mays. “New opera would be shown in his theater.”

Today, the Santa Fe Opera presents five works per season in balanced repertoire.

That schedule and an outdoor theater offer unique challenges, says Mark Tiark, SFO director of planning and marketing. “The scenery designs must all be thought through very carefully, so they all can be changed quickly.”

Quickly means moved by a 21-member running crew in an hour-and-ahalf, explains Technical Director Mark Turner.

The SFO has no fly system. A lift brings props and scenery from the basement or mezzanine. A trap room under the stage allows machines to raise and lower singers and set pieces. Electricians hang lights from the roof.

Because of its technical constraints, the Santa Fe Opera cannot do the realistic productions found in New York or Chicago, says Tiark. “We stress the ensemble aspect of a long rehearsal period.”

Singers come to the Santa Fe Opera for an entire summer, explains Catron. They enjoy the company’s ensemble philosophy. Everyone is equal. Stars and apprentices share the same dressing rooms.

“There’s no prima-donna stuff,” he says.

Superstars appearing in Santa Fe have included Susan Graham, Dame Kiri te Kanawa, James Morris, Jose Van Dam, Dawn Upshaw, and Sheri Greenwald.

Some, like James Morris, and this year Joyce DiDonato, Heather Buck and Jennifer Black, began their careers as Santa Fe opera apprentices.

Crosby started an Apprentice Singers Program in 1957. “It was the first one in the country,” says David Holloway, who currently has charge of the apprentice singers. He himself was a SFO apprentice. “They wanted to have a program that was a bridge from college into their professional life.”

A Technical Apprentice Program started in 1967. Its graduates, too, have returned to work at Santa Fe. To Holloway, apprentices returning as full-fledged performers and crew is the best part of the SFO apprentice programs.

Crosby also encouraged outreach, to educate the community about opera. Youth Night at the Opera started in 1959. Young people and parents may come to designated dress rehearsals at reduced prices. Student-Produced Opera sends artists-in-residence into schools to help youngsters develop and perform their own musical productions.

“Opera Makes Sense,” introduces toddlers to this art form, and guilds keep grown-ups who don’t live in Santa Fe connected to the SFO. Crosby retired in 2000, and died in 2002 at age 75. Current SFO General Director Richard Gaddes has expanded the outreach programs, drawing about half the opera’s audience from the Southwest. Earlier, most patrons came from out of town.

The SFO’s budget has grown from about $150,000 in 1957 to over 3 million this year. The original 480-seat theater burned down in 1967. The house now holds 2,128 people. In the late 1990s, the SFO became the second company in the world to have translation devices on the back of each seat. The Met had the first. The idea for the system came when two technicians doodled on a bar napkin one late Santa Fe night.

“This summer we have Natalie Dessay and Anne Sofie von Otter, both international superstars,” says Gaddes. “The Santa Fe Opera has become one of the eight or 10 top summer festivals in the world.”

Catron shakes his head. “A lot of people thought [Crosby’s idea for an opera] was fanciful. I don’t think any of us realized what it was going to be until opening night.

Published in Arts & Entertainment, July 2006

Growth boom prompts heated debates

Times are changing.

GROWTH BOOMTen years ago, if Montezuma County had been having a public hearing on anything to do with a land-use code, the room would have been filled with private-property-rights advocates vocally opposed to more regulations. But when such a hearing was held on the evening of June 20, the people filling the chairs were a different crowd — one overwhelmingly in favor of stricter rules and more protection against unwanted development.

As a development boom brings new people to the Four Corners area — many accustomed to stricter zoning as well as greater formality in their public meetings than has been traditional here — both newcomers and some long-time area residents have stepped up the pressure on the Montezuma County commissioners to manage growth more stringently. The board is increasingly squeezed between conflicting views of county land-use policies, with some citizens demanding an over-arching zoning plan and others preferring the more laissez-faire approach that exists.

It may also have been a sign of changing times when Commissioner Larrie Rule, at the land-use hearing, attempted the sort of banter that was fairly common at meetings in days gone by and was bluntly told he was rude.

“I’m not sitting here asleep,” he was saying after being asked if he and Commissioner Gerald Koppenhafer would express their views. “Of course, I may have fallen asleep yesterday when Kerry O’Brien (a Mancos-area citizen) was talking.”

At that point, a woman in the audience rose and cried, “You are rude!” before walking out — despite Rule’s and O’Brien’s protestations that it had all been a good-natured jest.

Burden of proof

In recent weeks the commissioners have been grappling with a variety of issues related to land use. Two of the stickiest are a planned high-density development on Lebanon Road and some new language proposed for the county land-use code.

The latter is not the sort of issue that normally gets people excited, but one change in particular proved so contentious that the commissioners had to continue a public hearing on the matter from June 12 to June 20. The change would amend Part 1202 of the code to say, “Any person alleging a significant adverse impact to the health, safety or welfare of the citizens of the County, a significant reduction in neighboring property values, or other unfavorable or harmful consequences, must prove said adverse impact by clear and convincing evidence.”

Alarmed by the vision of ordinary citizens having to hire lawyers and engineers merely to speak out against a proposed development, more than 30 people came to the evening meeting, most to protest the wording.

“We get a lot of input,” Koppenhafer explained of the proposed change. “You can allegate whatever you want to say. We need some evidence to make a decision.”

Commission Chair Dewayne Findley agreed.

“What we’re trying to do in my mind is to level the playing field where both sides [the developer and those opposing the development] have to present evidence.”

But citizens took issue with the idea of their having to “prove” a harmful impact “by clear and convincing evidence.”

“Why isn’t the burden on the applicant?” asked Judy Scheunemeyer of Cortez. “Usually when someone wants a change, the burden of proof is on them.”

O’Brien commented that it’s difficult to prove an adverse impact before it happens. He also questioned whether applicants for subdivisions or high-impact permits are normally made to produce much evidence on their part, a sentiment echoed by others. “My experience in this county is the applicants check the boxes and they aren’t required to bear the same burden of proof,” O’Brien said.

Alfred Hughes of Mancos agreed that a “very low threshold of evidence” seems to apply to those seeking high-impact permits.

Laird Carlson of Mancos referred to public hearings the previous day on the proposed Rally in the Rockies motorcycle rally and concerts at Echo Basin Dude Ranch. “On at least one threshold standard the applicants did not give clear and convincing evidence — sound,” he said. “I can’t prove that it’s going to impact Kerry O’Brien’s house at 70 decibels, because it hasn’t happened.”

However, the motorcycle rally’s promoters likewise haven’t shown that their event and concerts will be under 70 decibels (the standard in the landuse code), Carlson noted.

“I would be glad to bring in a sound engineer if [rally promoter Dan] Bradshaw had to prove something too,” Carlson said. “Until you start asking them to be on that level playing ground, you can’t start to ask us.”

Gravel pits and pig farms

Citizens also wondered how they could prove that a nearby development such as a gravel pit would lower their property values. Findley suggested if such a thing occurred, they could have a Realtor write a letter saying their values had been reduced, to which many in the audience responded, “By then it’s too late!”

Joe Milarch of Mancos also argued that values are not always monetary. Speaking to Koppenhafer, he asked, “Will [your [home’s value] fall if I put a pig farm next to you? Maybe not in money, but will it fall?”

“No,” replied Koppenhafer. “It won’t fall to me, because I like my house. I’m going to stay right there.”

Koppenhafer, a staunch advocate of private property rights, served on the 12-member citizens’ working group that created the county’s zoning system, which was adopted as part of the land-use code in July 1998. The unique system — called LIZ, for Landowner- Initiated Zoning — allows landowners to choose their own zoning, subject to some limitations and county approval.

When LIZ was proposed by the working group, the idea of having any zoning in Montezuma County was vocally opposed by a sizable contingent, although 56 percent of county voters had said yes to a non-binding resolution in 1994 asking for a land-use plan. Many on both sides of the issue believed that LIZ was not a real zoning system at all, just a means of throwing a bone to those wanting a plan.

However, the county worked to pre- pare a thorough, codified system based on LIZ that included public hearings for major subdivisions. A separate permitting process governs highimpact industrial or commercial developments. Periodically, LIZ and the land-use plan have been amended with little controversy, but the most recent proposed amendments caused a furor.

Commission attorney Bob Slough suggested the language regarding proof could be changed to say complainants have to show a “preponderance of evidence” or something less onerous than “clear and convincing evidence,” an idea the commissioners said they will consider. They decided to continue the hearing once again, to 3 p.m. Monday, July 10, in the courthouse, before rendering their decision.

Counting intangibles

The hearing often veered into broader questions about growth and the county’s ability to handle it under current regulations.

“Do we have a vision?” asked Penny Welch of McElmo Canyon, to which Findley replied: “We do have a vision. The problem is it’s not a common vision.”

M.B. McAfee of Lewis said it was “time to step forward and see if the code isn’t a bit off.”

“Will these amendments fix it?” she asked. “Maybe we need a moratorium on some kinds of development” until the code can be examined, she suggested.

Findley answered, “It’s not the code that’s the problem, M.B. It’s growth.”

Growth is occurring at a rapid pace in rural Montezuma County. So far in 2006, there are 132 new subdivided lots in the works, according to Planning Director Karen Welch.

Angi Sauk, who lives on Lebanon Road near the proposed high-density subdivision, asked how many people would have to present evidence before the county would turn down or modify a proposal. “What about the intangibles, like light pollution and noise pollution? How can you quantify that with numbers?” she asked. “The only thing I have heard in the last four meetings is the rights of private owners for being developed.”

Findley suggested that if people want protection from conflicting land uses they should make sure they’ve chosen a zone for their own parcels. He also advised residents to take the initiative to develop plans for specific areas, similar to the Dolores River Valley plan that limits growth along the river.

But Hughes responded, “What difference does it make when you can have something zoned Agricultural/ Residential and you can have any use at all on it?” Most applicants can obtain a high-impact permit for nearly any type of activity on larger ag parcels.

And Milarch said, “I want my county to be done right — not just the Mancos Valley, not just Dolores.”

Following the code?

Questions linger as to how the landuse code should be interpreted, whether it is adequate to handle the accelerating growth, and whether the county is even following the code in all cases.

LIZ’s legality was challenged by Chuck McAfee, M.B.’s husband, in June 2005 after a gravel pit was approved near his Lewis home. McAfee’s suit charged LIZ was invalid because it “provides for illegal spot zoning” and “does not establish a comprehensive or logical plan for land use and development.” [See Free Press, July 2005.] McAfee’s suit failed, but District Judge Sharon Hansen did rule that the county had not followed the land-use code in approving the gravelpit permit and had to go through the process again.

During a packed public hearing on June 12, opponents of Lebanon Estates, which would consist of 19 lots on 65 acres on a former hayfield at 13800 Road 25, charged that the subdivision had not followed all the steps outlined in the land-use code. Zoning of AR 3-9 (Agricultural/ Residential lots of 3 to 9 acres) for the site was approved by the county commissioners after a contentious public hearing on May 22. However, under the land-use code, several other stages remained for the development to receive final approval.

On May 25, the county planning commission could not agree whether to recommend approval or denial of what was called the “development plan” for Lebanon Estates and in the end provided no recommendation to the county commissioners.

That led to confusion June 12, as the commissioners struggled to understand their options and attorney Slough repeatedly asked for clarification as to what, exactly, the county was voting on. Mike Preston, a Lebanon Road resident as well as the county’s federal lands coordinator, said the confusion stemmed from the fact that the planning group was uncertain what step of the process it was in.

Under the land-use code, after a developer has obtained the appropriate zoning for a major-impact subdivision, he is supposed to submit a rough “presketch plan” to the county planning department for review. After the department gives an OK, the developer submits a sketch plan that goes to the planning commission, which holds a public hearing on it.

“The purpose of a public hearing at the sketch-plan phase is to involve the public early on, to help shape the proposal,” Preston told the commissioners.

Then the proposal — adjusted if necessary — is submitted as a “preliminary plan” for further review by the planning department, planning commission and various state and other agencies. If it passes muster, it is submitted in the form of a final plat to the county commissioners. Preston said the planning commission was told it could not address lot density or layout in its decision May 25, but no sketch-plan public hearing had ever taken place to allow the public to shape the proposal.

“The neighborhood came forth with specific concerns about adverse impacts and pointed to some mitigations,” but not a single thing was changed in the proposal, despite a petition of opposition with 270 signatures, Preston said. “The developers have been trying to fast-track this through the system.”

Planning director Welch said over the years the county had combined the public hearings for zoning and the sketch plan into one step and had likewise done so for Lebanon Estates. However, county officials recently decided to return to the full process mandated by the land-use code.

“We followed this the way we did other developments in the past,” she said. “They have met the criteria as required per the land-use code.”

‘Lust for dollars’

A number of citizens expressed specific concerns about the proposed development, in particular about the traffic it will bring to Lebanon Road (Road 25), a typically narrow county road with no shoulders.

Preston said State Patrol records show there were 14 accidents and 12 injuries on the road in 2005, and asked for a professional traffic study.

Developers Jim Candelaria and Dean Matthews disputed the need for the study, saying they had already presented one. However, that was a simple traffic count done by the county road department in 2002.

Carolyn Mathes, who lives just off 25 on Road M, said she’s had to “head for the ditch several times” because of dangerous drivers and was rear-ended while turning left with her signal on. “Don’t just have a public hearing and let us talk on and on, and then go ahead and approve it as if we never said anything,” she pleaded.

Much of the hearing turned into an impassioned debate over growth in general as well as Lebanon Estates in particular. Residents spoke eloquently about the negative impacts of high-density subdivisions and — on the other side — the need for affordable homes.

“We cannot let the developers and their lust for dollars destroy our farm zone or our quality of life,” said county resident Carol Miller.

“We’re losing the very thing that attracts people here,” said Mel Houx of Highway 184, adding that five new houses are being built across from him. “They want me to give up my view so they can have one.”

Many residents asked that Lebanon Estates’ lot sizes be increased to reduce the number of homes, pointing out that AR 3-9 zoning means lots could be as large as 9 acres. They argued that high-density lots don’t fit the neighborhood. But the developers said larger lots would be more expensive, and some citizens agreed.

“I can’t afford these lots if they’re 10 acres,” said Brian Balfour, who said he and his family want to move to Lebanon Estates. “Everybody that wants to buy a lot there right now is from this county,” he added.

‘A free-for-all’

Rick Corbitt of Road P said he had grown up in the county, moved away to work, and saved money to buy land and retire here, which he did. “I wanted to get away from light and noise pollution,” he said. “Then Mildred Estates happened.”

Mildred Estates is a development of 45 homes on 3-acre lots at Mildred Road and P. Corbitt said the development’s effect on the rural neighborhood was dramatic.

“As far as I can tell, each of those owners believes they are on a remote island and nothing they or their pets do affects anyone else,” Corbitt said. “I sit on my porch and all I can hear are barking dogs, lawn-mowers, Weed-Eaters and traffic. I don’t know whether to cry or throw up or both, but I know one thing: You will diminish the qualify of life for a lot of people.”

He said subdivision covenants are meaningless because there is no one to enforce them and “everyone wants their porch lights and their cats running loose and their three to four barking dogs running loose.” He noted the county has no leash law and said it is “like a free-for-all.”

The commissioners discussed sending the subdivision back to the planning commission, which had been struggling through a 21-item agenda when it failed to make a recommendation. Koppenhafer said the development had met all the required regulations and appeared ready to approve it, but Findley said granting approval at that stage would be tantamount to granting final approval.

Preston insisted the neighbors’ ideas for mitigation measures had never received a full airing.

In the end the commissioners — pressed for time because a farewell party for former Administrator Tom Weaver had been scheduled in the room after the hearing — voted to continue the hearing to Monday, July 24, at 2:30 p.m.

They also required the developers to pay for a professional traffic study of Lebanon Road and have that information for the hearing.

Matthews was one of those who came to the June 20 public hearing on the land-use code. He asked for stricter regulations so that he could have more certainty for his plans.

“As a developer, I agree with M.B. [McAfee],” he said. “It would be easier if we had zoning.”

Published in July 2006

2006 biker-rally bid buys more time

Arm-wrestling, “pineapple-pit female wrestling” and “biker bull-busting” are among the events slated for a motorcycle rally proposed in Montezuma County this Labor Day weekend. But the legal and political contests taking place before the rally have been as intense as anything on the agenda for the gathering.

MOTORCYCLE RALLYRally in the Rockies — which would draw thousands of bikers to the Echo Basin Dude Ranch near Mancos for four days of concerts, camping, cavorting and cruising — has drawn vocal opposition from neighbors of the ranch.

Top Montezuma County law officers have stated that they don’t have time to prepare for the rally this year. The Southern Ute tribe — with whom the rally contracted in previous years to have the event in Ignacio, Colo. — has announced that it has a binding lease through 2006 and expects it to be honored.

Meanwhile, rumors swirl that the owner of Echo Basin has said he will host the rally even if the county turns down his request for a high-impact permit. The county commissioners’ attorney has been directed to explore options available to the county if such a thing occurred.

At a public hearing June 19, after listening to a roomful of people mostly opposed to allowing the rally to take place at Echo Basin this summer, the Montezuma County commissioners decided to delay their decision on the permit until July — a move that left many in the audience disgruntled.

“You’ve heard that law enforcement can’t prepare,” said Bud Roach, a former county road engineer who lives near Echo Basin. “I don’t know what these gentlemen [the rally promoters] are proposing to do if they had one million dollars to offer. . . .

“This should be a done deal today.”

But it wasn’t a done deal, as the commissioners — at the request of the rally’s organizers — agreed to continue their public hearing on a permit for the rally until 1:30 p.m. Monday, July 10, in the county courthouse.

A separate public hearing on Echo Basin’s regular music concerts was likewise continued, to July 17 at 1:30 p.m.

Nowhere to get help

Dan Bradshaw, promoter of the biker rally, began talking with Montezuma County officials this spring about moving the event from Ignacio to Echo Basin, a guest ranch and concert venue northeast of Mancos.

Non-permitted events can face fines, injunctions under state law

What happens if the county rejects a high-impact permit for an event and the organizers proceed with it anyway?

That question came up June 19 during a public hearing on a permit being sought by the owners of Echo Basin Dude Ranch northeast of Mancos to host the Rally in the Rockies motorcycle rally over Labor Day weekend this year.

Some opponents of the rally said they had heard that Dan Bjorkman, who owns Echo Basin with his wife Kathi, had said he would host the rally even without the county’s permission, because all that would happen is he would be assessed a fine of $500 a day.

“I would like to ask Dan Bjorkman if this indeed is his plan and intention,” said Kim Sheek, who lives near Echo Basin.

Bjorkman merely said those statements “are all hearsay.”

Sheek also asked the county commissioners what they would do if such an event occurred.

Commissioner Dewayne Findley said the county would “follow due process,” but added, “We don’t have any reason to believe they are trying to bypass our process at this time.”

State law provides for a fine of up to $500 for the use of land contrary to county zoning provisions on the first day, and for $50 a day thereafter. Commission attorney Bob Slough said another option is to go to court and obtain an injunction against a non-permitted event. Asked whether the sheriff has the right to enforce this, Slough said, “I can’t tell the sheriff what to do. He’s an elected official.”

William Zimsky, attorney for Bjorkman and the Rally in the Rockies, told the Free Press that if the county declines the permit, “We’d have to look at our options.” However, he said he is confident the rally will “meet all the issues that were raised at the hearing.”

The rally’s web site has for months touted Echo Basin as its new venue without saying “contingent upon county approval” or anything similar.

“The web site is out there,” Zimsky told the board, adding that anything on it is “under the good-faith belief that we don’t actually need a land-use permit.”

The rally would stretch from Aug. 30 to Sept. 3, though its web site — which already lists Echo Basin as the chosen venue — says camping will be allowed starting Aug. 23. The gathering features heavymetal concerts every night. Tentatively scheduled are Iron Horse, Slaughter, Bad Company, Rare Earth and Warrant. Great White was scheduled but backed out. Attorney William Zimsky of Durango, representing Bradshaw and Echo Basin owner Dan Bjorkman, said his clients don’t believe they even need a landuse permit “because this is a pre-existing use before the land-use code.”

Bjorkman bought the 600-acre ranch in 1998, the same year the county adopted its land-use code. Zimsky said the previous owner had concerts as well as RV sites, cabins and tent camping, as Bjorkman does today.

“Our argument would be that that would stop him from having to have a permit to have concerts, but we want to work with the county,” Zimsky said. He said he this also means the motorcycle rally does not need a permit either.

Promoters have given differing numbers on how many bikers would attend Rally in the Rockies, but at the hearing Zimsky said there would be no more than 8,000 attendees per day, limited by the sale of armbands. In Ignacio, the event drew a total of some 48,000 over the four-day period.

Many bikers also come to the area but do not attend the actual rally every day, Bradshaw has said.

At the hearing, local law officers voiced concerns about how they could prepare in the short time before Labor Day to handle such an influx.

Mancos Marshal Bryan Jones said his office has a total of two people patrolling “on the road” and would have to hire four or five more. He said the cost for hiring part-time personnel, paying overtime, and providing uniforms, insurance and training would probably be about $9,000.

Bradshaw has said he is willing to provide some reimbursement to the Mancos Marshal’s Office if the town agrees to hold an event related to the rally, Jones said.

Cortez Police Chief Roy Lane said his staff made inquiries to other lawenforcement agencies in Colorado about personnel available to hire for the rally and “there was zero out there.”

“There was nowhere out there for us to go and get help,” Lane emphasized.

Extra officers working the rally would have to be hired in-state because Colorado law requires they be state-certified, a process that takes six weeks, Lane said.

“If we had a year to work on this we could come up with something,” he said, “but there’s an old saying that the lack of planning on someone else’s part doesn’t make an emergency on mine.”

County Sheriff Gerald Wallace echoed those concerns, stating in a letter, “Given the short time space . . . and not knowing all the details. . . I cannot support the rally until all concerns can be mitigated.”

He wrote that he is willing to prepare for 2007 if most issues can be worked out.

Bjorkman has said he turned down requests from a different motorcycle rally, the Iron Horse, to use his ranch as a venue because then-Sheriff Joey Chavez did not think it was a good idea.

Major Barry Bratt of the Colorado State Patrol in Durango told the commissioners the State Patrol takes no position on the rally but has been in contact with Bradshaw.

Zimsky said promoters have budgeted up to $15,000 to provide for two State Patrol officers manning the intersection at U.S. Highway 160 and Road 44 at all peak hours.

Using the fairgrounds

Neighbors along County Road 44, the only route into Echo Basin, have raised strong objections over noise, traffic and safety.

At the hearing, Peggy Maloney of Mancos spoke about fire danger. “Echo Basin is not an isolated environment separate from the national forest,” she said. “There is a significant likelihood of illegal campfires.” Cigarettes and even tailpipes can spark flames in dry grass, she noted.

Kerry O’Brien, who lives near Echo Basin, said many of the rally-goers will come from other states and “do not understand the dangers of fire in the arid Southwest.” Fire in the West Mancos River Canyon would be very difficult to fight and would devastate Mancos’ watershed, he said.

O’Brien and his wife, Mary, lost their home in the Rodeo-Chediski fire in Arizona in 2002. “I can assure you it is a devastating experience,” he said.

O’Brien said the event should take place at the county fairgrounds, which has easy access off Highway 160 and no neighbors to suffer from the noise. The annual high-school rodeo is scheduled for the fairgrounds over Labor Day, but he suggested, “Have the rally change the date — or if you want the rally money bad enough, kick the kids out.”

Veryl Goodnight said she recently bought land on Road 44 because of the quiet rural atmosphere. “Please don’t make me sorry I did,” she said. She questioned whether rally-goers are truly “classy,” as promoters have said, and noted statements on the web-site forum about “tittie-flashing” and female wrestling. “It doesn’t reek to me of class, sorry,” Goodnight commented.

Jim Cody, vice president of the Weber Reservoir Co., which manages the private reservoir near Echo Basin, said public safety is his No. 1 issue with the rally. “We don’t carry insurance in case people [trespass and] drown,” he said. Bjorkman was supposed to get back to him about a possible “hold harmless ” measure but had not, he said.

Also citing concerns about Road 44 — which is chip-sealed but narrow, unstriped and winding — Cody asked the commissioners, “If you say yes to this, what will you say no to?”

“You’re asking 150 to 200 people to put up with his [Bjorkman’s] problems while he goes to the bank,” said neighbor Maurice Dahl. “During the rally my wife and I will get to sleep about 1 or 2 in the morning.”

Neighbors also noted that, though Bradshaw has said headline concerts will end around sunset, the web site states they will end at 10:30 or 11 p.m.

There were few comments in support of the event, but Pete Montaño of Cortez said he worked at last year’s rally in conjunction with the Four Corners Child Advocacy Center and later received a check for $1,200 for the center. “The nonprofit organizations can work there, take advantage of that situation and earn money,” he said.

Opponents submitted a petition with numerous signatures opposing the rally. Sheek said she and neighbor Sue Jackson canvassed every home in the Echo Basin area and everyone except two persons who were neutral signed the petition against the rally. Proponents submitted petitions of their own signed by people favoring the event.

Wrangling over a lease

More legal questions entered the discussion at the hearing when Kate Burke, an attorney representing the Southern Ute tribe, asked the commissioners to consider the tribe’s existing lease with the rally through 2006, which the tribe believes is valid.

Sam Maynes, also an attorney for the Southern Utes, told the Free Press the tribal council “wants its lease honored” and wants to see the rally as scheduled at the Sky Ute Events Center.

Bradshaw has said escalating costs forced him to leave Ignacio, but Maynes said the rent was established at the beginning of the current three-year lease, in 2003. On the rally web site, Bradshaw writes that the tribe demanded he hire 50 additional uniformed security officers at a total cost of $80,000. “Did anyone out there last year see a problem with a LACK of security?” he writes. “Sixteen Sheriff Deputies at a time walking around, Tribal Police everywhere… , the SWAT VAN PARKED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE GROUNDS.. ..”

Maynes, however, said the request for more personnel was reasonable. “They’re obligated to provide adequate security,” Maynes said. “They might want to get by with a little security as possible — that may be in their financial interest — but the tribe is concerned about security.”

Maynes said the tribe may seek an injunction against the rally if it is held somewhere other than in Ignacio.

But Zimsky said that isn’t something Montezuma County needs to worry about. “If the county gives us a landuse permit they’re not liable to the tribe for anything,” he said. “They did not entice us to come over there. There’s no liability on the part of the county.”

Profit and prosperity

Bradshaw told the Free Press he believes the rally will take place at Echo Basin. “We don’t know how they can say no,” he said. “We’re meeting the requirements. Dan Bjorkman has a legal right to have concerts there and has in the past, so there’s a legal precedent. We’re working with the county to make sure everything is addressed.”

He said the rally has budgeted $15,000 for State Patrol officers at Highway 160 and Road 44, plus whatever lights and signs the Colorado Department of Transportation believes are necessary. The rally has offered to pay an additional $35,000 to the State Patrol to bring in approximately 15 more officers for the Mancos-Cortez area, Bradshaw said.

As far as money for local lawenforcement agencies in Mancos or Cortez, Bradshaw said, “We just don’t have an effect on them. It’s mostly on the State Patrol.”

Motorcyclists will be distributed around the area and won’t congregate in local towns, he said. “Cortez won’t get 12,000 bikers. They might get 2,000,” he said. “Mancos might get 1,000 to 2,000 that come into town, eat, buy fuel, go to the Columbine [Bar]. But most will be in Durango.”

The rally will give $10,000 to the Mancos Fire Department for providing emergency and fire services, he said.

Bradshaw said other sites welcome biker rallies and he can’t understand why there is such resistance in Montezuma County. “What do the cities of Austin [Texas], Red River [N.M.], Ruidoso [N.M.] and Durango know that evidently Cortez and Mancos don’t? There’s your major question,” he said. “It’s prosperity. We don’t think Cortez and Mancos have figured it out yet.”

Bradshaw said motorcyclists bring in “a tremendous amount of money” and cause little trouble. Of the Southern Utes’ request for greater security, he said, “I’m just bewildered by it.”

“These other communities have a whole different attitude,” he said. Austin closes its downtown area one night and has a biker party and free concerts, all paid for by the city, he said.

“That’s what most cities do,” he said. “They have pancake breakfasts, put up a beer garden, something for the bikers to do. They find a way to profit off that.” He said every year he donates about $100,000 to nonprofits throughout the Four Corners.

“There’s so much money dropped into the community, everybody wins. I think Cortez and Mancos have lost sight of that.”

Published in July 2006

Day-use abuse

If you enjoy getting away from the house, feeling refreshed by an hour or so spent in more natural surroundings, and unloading your burdens onto a picnic table, then you may want to be a bit cautious when you go to the woods. Nothing is so wrong with picnic tables themselves that their use should be discontinued. No exploited nation manufactures them for just a few pennies a day, and they aren’t made of sacred wood from endangered forests.

The problem arises when you attempt to perform the picnic function at an actual picnic table on much of the public land administered by the Forest Service. Get yourself situated, open a bag of potato chips, and just like Yogi Bear and his infamous sidekick, Booboo, the park patrol appears. But instead of trying to make off with your picnic basket, they’ll ask you to pay a $7 picnicker’s fee, better known as the Recreational Access Tax (RAT).

What’s wrong with paying $7 for a picnic table? Well, in my opinion, it’s really not enough. I would be more inclined to pay the fee if upon my making a series of, say, 10 payments the Forest Service would mount a brass plaque to the table with my name on it.

I don’t know why the Forest Service hasn’t started assessing daily viewing fees for standing near a scenic overlook, or for simply sucking in that clean Western air, thick with a priceless pine-scented fragrance that’s probably imported all the way from. . . California?

I mean, there are so many missed opportunities for raising revenue on our public lands besides this policy of picking on picnickers that I’m surprised the person in charge of determining policy for the administration of public lands hasn’t been accused of being thicker than wicker.

One complaint from park visitors stems from some misguided public impression that they already pay taxes for public lands, so why should they, in essence, be taxed again with daily use fees?

If I was the person in charge, I’d answer this complaint by pointing out how little money public lands receive compared to the U.S. Military, and if America wants to be a superpower when it comes to operating one of the hugest bureaucratic infrastructures associated with wilderness, why, then people better be ready to sacrifice a few more dollars. Our woodsy reputation is on the line. I’d say, America: exploit it or leave it.

Naturally, I’d say all this while smiling, nodding, and maintaining an even voice with a well-modulated feeling tone. After all, let’s not forget that wilderness bureaucrats are professionals, not simply habitat police. Seriously , though, I think it’s somewhat ludicrous to ask for a picnic-table fee while failing to consider the secondary needs of the picnickers, as if a firmly mounted picnic table somehow fulfilled the government’s responsibility. Where, for instance, are the salt and pepper shakers? And without napkin holders, any breeze scatters litter all over the park. You’d think for $7, a few hand-painted rocks could be made available for use as paperweights.

And whatever happened to the traditional red and white-checkered tablecloth, or the water jug, or those pointy sticks we used to hold over the flames to blacken hot dogs and set marshmallows on fire? Maybe the public would be willing to pay more if they felt they weren’t being charged for doing all the planning themselves.

Better yet, why not introduce an “Adopt a Table” program? It would be in the interest of bigger budgets and better revenues if we could break down the average mentality of thinking of a picnic as an impromptu excursion, a quickly planned and playfully executed outing where people grab some food and get together for spontaneous laughter and good times.

Rather, if we could recast this national pastime in the American mind as a lifetime commitment to the natural world, an event that is anticipated before the childbearing years and brought to fruition as the new family matures, then we could transform the typical “picnic” into a fine dining experience. We could even add a sense of exclusivity by establishing a star rating system and arranging for reservations.

I can already hear the afternoon diners scrambling for their cell phones: “Excuse me, we’d like a spot near that enormous tree with the pointy needles that overlooks the lake, please.” The maitre d’ would reply, “Naturally, and would you like your dirt with or without ants?”

David Feela is a teacher at Montezuma-Cortez High School.

Published in David Feela

Locals debate merits of motorcycle rally

It’s sort of a good-news, bad-news situation.

The good news is that tens of thousands of bikers may converge on Montezuma County over the Labor Day weekend, spending money freely and swelling sales-tax coffers. The bad news is that tens of thousands of bikers may converge on Montezuma County over the Labor Day weekend, clogging traffic, straining law-enforcement agencies, and making an ear-splitting racket.MOTORCYCLE RALLY

Five years after the county said no to the Iron Horse Motorcycle Rally, it now has the option to welcome a different but equally thunderous gathering, the Four Corners Rally in the Rockies. Organizers of Rally in the Rockies — which has in the past been centered in Ignacio — now want to move the event to Echo Basin Ranch 5 miles northeast of Mancos. About 160 acres of the ranch would become the site for concerts, camping, vendor booths, beer gardens, bull-riding, biker rodeos and other motorcycle-oriented activities, from Aug. 30 through Sept. 4.

Dan and Kathy Bjorkman, owners of Echo Basin, have applied for a highimpact permit from the county for the event for 2006.

On May 25, the Montezuma County Planning Commission approved sending the permit application on to the county commissioners with several recommendations designed to lessen the rally’s adverse impacts.

The county commissioners will have a public hearing on the application on Monday, June 19, at 1:30 p.m. A public hearing on the Bjorkman concerts is set for the same day at 3:30.

‘Unbelievable support’

Back in March of 2001, the thencounty commissioners rejected a request from organizers of the Iron Horse Motorcycle Rally to move that event, which brought some 20,000 to 30,000 cyclists to the area over Labor Day, from Ignacio to the Montezuma County Fairgrounds.

The commissioners cited concerns about public safety, noise, traffic congestion and the strain on public services in turning down the request. The Iron Horse rally eventually moved to Loveland, Colo.

Rally in the Rockies has since been gathering in Ignacio every Labor Day holiday, but this year there was a falling-out with the Southern Ute tribe, and the group started looking for another venue.

In April, Dan Bradshaw, director of the rally for the past four years, approached the Montezuma County commissioners about using Echo Basin as a site for the rally’s camping and live music concerts, with other activities to be located elsewhere.

But by May 25, he and Dan Bjorkman were seeking to have the entire event at Echo Basin.

“I think there’s been an unbelievable amount of support for this event,” Dan Bjorkman told the planning commission. “It’s something the community has embraced.” But neighbors of Echo Basin aren’t so sure.

“We just stand to lose everything and gain nothing,” said Sue Jackson, who lives on County Road M.3.

Traffic count

Bradshaw said he is dedicated to providing a safe, professional rally. “In the four years we’ve been doing the event we haven’t had one motorcycle death in the rally,” he said.

But there are concerns about the Echo Basin site, a fact that was reflected in the recommendations the planning commission made.

Echo Basin is reached by turning off U.S. Highway 160 about 3 miles east of Mancos onto County Road 44, then following the winding road some 3 miles to the north and onto Road M.

Road 44 is chip-sealed, but is a narrow two-lane road, unmarked, with no shoulders and some sharp turns. These concerns prompted the planning commission to recommend that the promoters widen Road 44 — something the board admitted probably isn’t feasible before Labor Day 2006.

Bradshaw believes the road is adequate. told the Free Press he doesn’t think the rally or Bjorkman will be willing to pay to improve the road.

“That’s why we pay taxes,” he said.

“Dan pays $50,000 in taxes. I’m going to pay $30,000 in sales tax this year. We’ve offered to do fundraisers to raise money to help pay for that road, but right now I take my motorcoach down it, and I’ve met a big truck pulling a horse trailer and it didn’t seem to be a problem. Yet one motorcycle going one way and one the other way is supposed to be more dangerous? I’m bewildered by that.”

The noise factor

Just how noisy is a motorcycle?

Federal Environmental Protection Agency regulations supposedly limit noise levels to 80 decibels for on-highway bikes, 82 decibels for off-road bikes and 78 decibels for automobiles, according to an article published by the Motorcycle Riders Foundation.

But an informal study by University of Florida audiologists found that half of the motorcycles they looked at produced sounds above 100 decibels when throttled up, a noise level equivalent to a chainsaw or rock concert.

According to bikernet.com, an independent motorcycle-noise study found that a 2003 Harley-Davidson Road King Classic, 1400 cc with “mild modifications and a full Screamin’ Eagle 2-into-1 Exhaust System” emitted 100 decibels at idle and 116 decibels fully revved. A custom 1956 Harley, 1488 cc, can be even noisier, emitting 124 decibels when revved. Passenger cars are usually in the 78-83 decibel range, while trucks and semis can be as loud as 100 decibels.

Bikers generally oppose noise restrictions, maintaining the sound is necessary to make sure that other drivers are aware of them. Because they are not protected by a truck or car cab, bikers are uniquely vulnerable, and motorcycles can be hard to see. However, noise-pollution critics say bikers make so much noise they themselves can’t hear other vehicles or sirens.

“There is no study on record or correlation between the noise level of a motorcycle and its ability to reduce accidents,” states a web site for NoiseOff:The Citizens Coalition Against Noise Pollution.

The web site maintains that motorcycle noise, like other loud noise, can cause health problems. “The intense roaring vibrational noise of a motorcycle can travel long distances through walls and windows. It is a low frequency noise that cannot be localized. People who are exposed to this type of noise on daily basis suffer from hearing loss, sleep deprivation, chronic fatigue, anxiety, hostility, depression and hypertension.”

Bradshaw said the Colorado State Patrol is issuing a permit for the event and will station officers at the intersection of 160 and 44. He said the rally had not yet obtained approval from the Colorado Department of Transportation but expects to do so.

He said organizers keep traffic moving by making sure bikes and cars are parked before they take their money for the entrance fee.

The exact number of vehicles that will attend the rally is impossible to pin down. Bradshaw said four-day paid attendance last year in Ignacio was 48,100, but each person staying one day counts as one person, so the actual total was closer to 12,000 individuals. The biggest day was Saturday, when some 15,000 to 20,000 people attended the headline concert in Ignacio last year, he said, and that caused some congestion, but the remaining days weren’t so problematic.

Echo Basin will have parking for 5,000 motorcycles and 3,000 cars, he said, and about 500 RVs. He said 10,000 people at any one time would probably be the maximum number. If the event gets too full no more tickets will be sold, and “sold-out” signs will be posted at 160.

A live concert is planned for each of four nights. After the concerts, traffic will be halted on 160 to let the concertgoers out from Road 44, Bjorkman said, as is done with other concerts at Echo Basin.

Neighbors’ concerns

But some neighbors who live in the rustic, wooded area voiced strong concerns about potential traffic problems. Susan Stamets of Road M said she is concerned about how she will even get out of her driveway.

Bjorkman and Bradshaw said possibly locals could be given passes so they could drive around the other traffic to get to their homes.

The neighbors also said they are worried about the noise generated by thousands of choppers.

Shirley Jones of Road 44 said she worries that the sound will scare her horses into running into the fence. Laird Carlson of Road 41.9, who lives a mile away from Highway 184, said all he can hear from the highway is Harleys roaring along. “Now you’re bringing 5,000 of them?” he asked.

“That’s going to destroy what people have come here for.” He and other neighbors will be subjected to the concert noise, too, he said.

“I’m not going to get anything out of that,” Carlson said. “I have people coming there that weekend because we have a secluded, beautiful rural atmosphere and this is going against every characteristic of that.”

He said later, “This is like having a frat party in a cathedral.”

Stamets told the Free Press she has no problem with the concerts that normally take place at Echo Basin, but the rally would be a different matter. “Cars have mufflers. Motorcycles don’t seem to. And we’re talking about a much higher level of traffic, for darn close to 24 hours a day.”

She also noted that the rally’s web site says “early camping” begins Aug. 23, so the event could stretch out for nearly two weeks.

Bradshaw said the headline concerts won’t exceed noise levels allowed under the county’s threshhold standards, which are 55 decibels at the boundary line adjoining residential areas. He said the concerts will end around 9 p.m. or even by 8, although there will be bands and “go-go cage dancing” in the beer tents later than that.

“So many people stay in Durango and Durango Mountain and Tamarron and even Silverton and Vallecito, letting them go home earlier is a safer and better way,” he said. “Having concerts end when the sun goes down is perfect.”

Prejudice against bikers

Bradshaw believes much of the opposition to the rally can be attributed to prejudice against bikers based on outmoded stereotypes. Supporters of the rally particularly took offense at one woman’s comment at the planning- commission hearing that her bookstore wouldn’t benefit because “bikers don’t buy books.” She later said she meant that they couldn’t carry them with them.

“Insinuating bikers don’t read books — that’s was utterly ridiculous,” Bradshaw said, adding that he has a master’s degree in theology and taught Biblical Greek in a Lutheran seminary.

“People are stuck in [the biker image as portrayed in] the Hollywood movies of the ’40s and ’50s,” he said. “Bikers are just tourists now. They’re tourists sitting on a motorcycle.

“If I was bringing 10,000 RVs, nobody would care.”

Bradshaw said bikers spend more money per day than other tourists precisely because they are on motorcycles and can’t carry a lot.

“When I ride my bike I take nothing with me. I have to stop to eat breakfast, lunch and dinner.”

He said many Four Corners communities welcome the rally’s economic benefits and pay him to promote them on his web site and in ads and flyers. “Silverton, Pagosa Springs, Bondad, Aztec [N.M.] all pay us to promote what’s going on.”

One catch, however, is that Montezuma County has no sales tax other than a half-cent (0.45 percent) earmarked for the county jail. Mancos has a 4 percent sales tax and Cortez has a sales tax of 4.05 percent, but the county would bear the brunt of the rally’s impacts while gaining little in tax revenues.

Bradshaw said the county could easily remedy that by passing a sales tax, possibly one that would be applied for only two weeks surrounding the rally. “Sturgis [S.D., home of a giant motorcycle rally] does that,” he said. “They also do a special business license for vendors. Sturgis charges them $3,000 a license. They’ve learned to make money off of the rally.”

Voters would have to approve any new sales tax here, and by state law Montezuma County can now only have a total sales tax of 1 percent, so a new one could only be for 0.55 percent.

‘A week of sacrifice’

Beyond sales tax is the amount of money the rally might bring to local businesses. Cortez’s main street has seen a dozen or more businesses close — and some new ones open — in the past year, and many owners of motels, restaurants and retail stores might welcome a flood of new visitors.

Patty Simmons, owner of Blondies Pub & Grub on Cortez’s Main Street, said she supports the rally.

“My No. 1 reason is the economy of our town,” she said. “I’ve been in business twice in this town and it’s so hard to make it without an added boost.

“My No. 2 reason is I’ve traveled all over our country to rallies and seen what kind of crowd they draw and met really nice people.”

Blondies is advertised as a bikerfriendly bar, and Simmons said she’s never had any trouble with bikers. “If anything I’ve had a little bit of trouble with a few young local people who drink a bit too much, but I’ve had zero trouble with bikers,” she said.

“I think the neighbors’ complaints are legitimate,” she said. “It is noisy and it’s constant, but for a week of sacrifice to benefit our town like it would, I think people should be willing to do that.”

In April, Bradshaw told the county commissioners that sales-tax revenues in Durango were higher for September 2004, the month of the rally, than for December of the same year, when Christmas-shopping takes place. He said Durango saw $1.5 million in total sales tax that September, which translates to $18.5 million in revenue.

In addition, the rally gives $50,000 to $100,000 to local charities, he said. “The rally brings in the kind of money that can put officers on the road,” Bradshaw told the Free Press. “It pays for better roads. It pays for better schools. Everybody in the county benefits.” Bikers are generally well-to-do, he said. “They have $40,000 motorcycles. Easyriders magazine says 25 percent of bikers make over $200,000 a year.”

Time to get ready?

But many citizens have serious concerns about safety and law enforcement. In the case of a wildfire, rallygoers would all have to be evacuated via the two-lane Road 44.

“My biggest concern is that this is at the end of a dry summer,” Stamets told the Free Press, “and you’re going to have 20,000 people probably smoking various things, with the inability to control where they flick their butts.”

Bradshaw said the rally works with local fire districts to have a presence throughout the event. “We bring in a volunteer fire department and we donate money to them,” he said. The rally is working with the Mancos fire department and will follow whatever rules it sets, he said.

In addition, there will be an ambulance on-site around the clock, he said. Law enforcement is another huge concern, and local agency officials aren’t sure they can be ready for a rally this Labor Day.

“I don’t think we’re going to be able to put a plan together, with the amount of officers the marshal’s office, the sheriff and the Cortez police have, to control 20, 30, maybe 40 thousand extra people in the county,” Mancos Marshal Bryan Jones told the Free Press. Counting himself, the Mancos Marshal’s Office has a total of three personnel.

“With the [county] jail being 18 miles away, we would need probably three to four officers a shift if we had 500 to 600 extra people converging on the town, going to the bar and the restaurants,” Jones said. “If somebody has to go to jail, that’s one officer and one hour at least.”

Hiring extra help would be an option, he said, but there may not be any personnel available. “With it being Labor Day weekend, a lot of departments aren’t going to let their officers work other events out of their jurisdiction,” he said.

Cortez Police Chief Roy Lane echoed those concerns.

“My concern is the lack of time to be prepared. Totally in Momtezuma County we have 55 officers between us and the sheriff’s office. In La Plata County it takes 200 people for them to work the rally over there.

“In our business you have to plan for the worst and hope it never happens and I just don’t think we have time this year. In 2007 if they want to have it, you bet, we could start planning in September of this year and we could put together quite a plan, but 60 days I don’t think is time to plan for it.”

Lane said he can’t hire out-of-state officers because they have to be certified in the state of Colorado. County Sheriff Gerald Wallace estimated he would need 16 additional officers per shift. “Those would deal with the impact of people on Road 44 and on the grounds and with the other calls in the vicinity caused by the impacts of the rally,” he said.

Like Lane and Jones, he isn’t sure he could be ready in time for 2006.

“I’m supportive of some economic development, but this is too important and too big to do it haphazardly,” he said. However, if other law agencies are willing to move forward with the rally, Wallace said he will too.

District Attorney Jim Wilson told the county commissioners in April that he was concerned about the impacts to district court and county court. “With all due respect, when you have a bunch of people, somebody’s going to break the law,” he said. “We have fewer judges and DAs than Durango.” He said the local judicial system is already “pretty packed.”

Bradshaw said in the past the rally has paid about $50,000 to local lawenforcement agencies. How that would be split up is not decided. The rally will also hire private security.

Spectacular riding

Bradshaw disputes the need for so much extra law enforcement locally. He said he doesn’t anticipate that Cortez and Montezuma County will necessarily see more bikers this year than it has before — unless the county and local municipalities choose to have the rally promote them.

The Rally in the Rockies web-site banner says “Durango, Colorado” and mainly describes Echo Basin in terms of its proximity to Durango. Cortez and Mancos are mentioned only briefly.

“I think it [traffic from the rally] will probably be pretty close to what it’s been in the past,” he said. “If Mancos and Cortez say, ‘We’d like to have some events, what can we do?’’ we’ll work with the communities to help direct these bikers over. Right now there’s nothing in Mancos or Cortez.”

The rally is spread out over the Four Corners, Bradshaw said, and many motorcyclists who come to the area won’t attend the main events or visit Echo Basin. “Bikers come to the area because of the riding. It’s the most spectacular riding in the U.S.”

Pinning down the total number who actually come is difficult, he said, but the State Patrol has estimated there are 50,000 to 100,000 motorcycle-riders in the area over the Labor Day holiday, spread out from Silverton to Farmington. Half to two-thirds will not go to Echo Basin, he said.

He emphasized that organizers are motivated to take care of all concerns about trash, sanitation, and safety because they want to be able to continue to have the rally.

“We have to put on a safe event,” Bradshaw said. “If it’s not run safely we’re out of business.”

David Grant Long contributed to this report.

Published in June 2006

A unique park celebrates its centennial

The first light touches the mesa. The Puebloan Ancestor slips from his adobe house. Heavy poles support the mud walls. Glancing around, he studies the row of identical dwellings curving softly away from his. No sound drifts from them. He’s the first villager awake.

Stretching, he wanders from his door toward a plaza. At its center, shadows mark the entrance to the pit house where his forebears lived, and where the elders now pray. He can just make out the dwelling’s low wall, and the timbers supporting its roof. Something jabs his bare feet. Starting, he spots two smooth, sandstone rocks, just visible in the faint glow that precedes sunrise. He gathers the slabs With some work, they’d fit atop each other.MESA VERDE TURNS 100

He considers the idea as the day brightens. Turning toward his house, he spots a hole in the wall. He must repair that. Could he use these two stones to do it?

Hmmpf. Could he make an entire wall of rocks? Maybe he should try. Stone walls would hold up better than mud.

No one knows how the Ancestral Puebloan people of the Four Corners made the first decision to create the exquisite cliff dwellings and stone houses for which the area has become famous. But one very special place can show when, and the way they learned to do it. That spot is Mesa Verde National Park, located 9 miles east of Cortez, and just south of Highway 160. One hundred years old this year, Mesa Verde boasts archaeological sites dating from the time Ancestral Puebloans (also called Anasazi) wandered into the area as nomads, to their emergence as master builders, to the eventual abandonment of all they had created.

“There’s no other park quite like it,” says Dan Puskar, Mesa Verde Centennial coordinator. “Mesa Verde is the only national park in the United States devoted to the preservation of human culture rather than natural resources.”

Mesa Verde can tell its human story so well because an advanced culture could thrive there. Abundant game made good hunting. The mesa tops offered nurturing soil for melons, beans, and squash. Springs bubbled down the cliffs. Sandstone and shale, once the beach of an inland sea, made perfect building materials. People could settle down and prosper.

“This is a culture that had time to think about what it wanted,” says Puskar. “You don’t get the kind of cliff dwellings we see (at Mesa Verde) if all you’re trying to do is survive. You don’t get the art, pottery, petroglyphs, and pictographs.”

Arriving about 550 A.D., the first settlers dug pit houses. Each home had a square living area, with a fireplace and air deflector, a few feet below ground. A mud wall with a stone foundation extended the height of the room. Poles supported a roof. An antechamber might hold food.

Snug in their newly-permanent dwellings, Ancestral Puebloans began to farm, make baskets, pottery, and bows and arrows.

By 750 A.D., their descendants began building adobe homes above ground. In front of these buildings, they also put pit houses, possibly as early kivas.

Sometime around 1000 A.D., stone and masonry construction appeared. Builders slowly learned how to select good stones, cut them, and mix mortar. They developed better and better tools to complete these tasks. Soon, they created walls rising three or four stories, often enclosing 50 rooms.

“It doesn’t seem to have been just one family that would be the builders for everyone,” says Puskar. “Each family learned enough skills so its members could make their own homes.”

Today, visitors to Mesa Verde National Park can see what the different families designed at ruins such as Cliff Palace, Balcony House, Long House, and Spruce Tree House. This year, the park will also offer special backcountry ranger-guided Centennial tours to places either never open, or rarely open to the public. These include the Mug House, Spring House, and Oak Tree House ruins. The tours begin June 29, the official start of the Mesa Verde National Park Centennial, and end in early fall. By reservation, rangers will escort small groups on these hikes. People wishing to come along should sign up at the Mesa Verde Centennial link on the web site www.nps.gov/meve. The cost is $20 per person.

“I’ll tell you, we’re already beginning to sell out a couple of days,” Puskar warns. “So get there as soon as you can.” He adds that the hikes will be strenuous, along ungraded trails, with a ladder or two to climb.

For those wishing a more sedate Mesa Verde Centennial walk, rangers will offer three tours per day beginning May 29. At 7:30 a.m., they’ll lead nature hikes along the Knife Edge Trail. Visitors might see deer, mountain lions, bears, and feral horses.

At 1 p.m., history buffs can gather at the Mesa Verde Museum for a tour of the park’s first buildings. At 5, rangers will take people to mesa-top villages to see how Ancestral Puebloans lived between 900 and 1100 A.D. outside of cliff dwellings.

These walks are free, with no reservations required. People with little hiking experience can enjoy them. Puskar invites everyone to visit Mesa Verde, learn about the Ancestral Pueblosns who built dwellings and developed a rich culture there, and to realize that their descendants still live in New Mexico, Utah, Arizona, and Colorado.

“The Pueblos still have stories about living at Mesa Verde,” he says. “We can use the living culture to learn about the past. That’s probably the most important reason of all to come.”

Published in Arts & Entertainment, June 2006

Findley touts experience, accomplishments

Montezuma County Commissioner Dewayne Findley takes pride in his work and would like to keep his job for another four years. The chairman of the Montezuma County Commission is running for a second term, but faces opposition from within his own party in the August primary from Steve Chappell and a Democrat firebrand, Galen Larson, in November should he overcome the first hurdle.

DEWAYNE FINDLEY

Findley’s points of pride include saving taxpayers nearly $2 million, he said, by re-financing the jail bond issue when interest rates were very low. Now, instead of retiring in 2018, the tax will retire in 2011. The county also was able to up its payment each year because the 0.45 percent sales tax was generating more revenue than anticipated.

“Obviously, that’s something that I’m proud of – that we were able to save the taxpayers of Montezuma County substantial dollars on the jail-bond issue,” he said.

The down side is when the bond and tax sunset, it will eliminate operating funds for the jail — about $300,000 a year. “So obviously we’re going to have to find some way to backfill that.”

Findley is also proud of the fact that during his four years on the commission the county has been able to increase the base salary of county employees by 2.5 to 3 percent a year, enough at least to keep pace with the cost of living.

Another of his accomplishments, he said, was his contribution to the Dolores River Valley plan, which implemented transferable development rights in order to limit growth in the scenic valley. Findley moved from planning commissioner to county commissioner as the plan was being developed. “I think that was a very worthwhile effort,” he said. “I think it’s a good blueprint for the way we need to look for specific individual area plans within Montezuma County.”

Unfortunately, the county has not done another specific area plan since then. “We have all the tools in place to do another area plan and no one has come forward with a request to do that,” he said. “We’ve had some feelers put out by the city of Cortez and there is some interest in the Mancos Valley, but two years have gone by when we could have been working on a plan and we haven’t taken advantage of that.”

For the rest of the county, he said, the effect of land-use regulations is less clear. Findley said the high-impact permit system is probably functioning better than the zoning regulations themselves.

“It seems like every time we really delve into the regulations and look hard at them we find gaps, things that aren’t covered within the regulations. The planning department and administration and commissioners do strive to correct those oversights but it seems like it’s an ongoing process.” One thorny issue not addressed in the land-use regulations is visual blight in residential areas.

“Obviously something needs to be done. The difficult thing is what,” Findley said.

As more affluent people buy up properties in Montezuma County, they clean them up on their own, he said, but some people aren’t willing to accept that “slow progress forward.” On the other hand, he asked, “Do you want to legislate personal responsibility on people’s personal property? I think that’s a dilemma all elected leaders deal with. How do you legislate common sense?”

Blight is partly in the eye of the beholder, he noted. “You could probably drive around the county and pick six [properties[ we agree on but the next six might be harder. You might say ‘those are nice old farm tractors’ and the other person says it’s a bunch of junk.”

Many residents also believe it’s time for the county to adopt a building code. Findley said he’d be willing for the county to have some basic standards, but not the International Building code.

“I’m actually supportive of building codes, but I think we have to be very careful of what kind of a building code we’re talking about. If you mean the IBC or UBC – a code book that’s 3 or 4 inches thick – I’m resistant because that’s going to be hard to enforce.”

He would like to see “basic codes that address the quality of foundations and some standardized building codes so buyers and builders know what is expected of them and what they can expect in return.”

“I don’t think we need all the regulations that La Plata County has,” he said.

A basic code is one leg of a fourlegged stool, he said. The second leg is “a fee process that pays for the additional administration and provides building permits. We’re behind the times because we do not have a building permit that alerts the assessor and the county sanitarian that we have a structure being built.”

Third, there needs to be contractor certification. Fourth would be an inspection and enforcement system. Findley said the local HomeBuilders Association plans to ask the commissioners to put a question on the ballot regarding building codes.

He said it needs to be a non-binding referendum. “I’m not going to let Cortez and Mancos and Dolores decide this issue. I’m going to look harder at the unincorporated areas of Montezuma County and if they’re supportive of it I would vote to implement those things.”

Findley was on the commission when it adopted a countywide plumbing- inspection requirement and believes that was a good measure.

One issue not related to land use that is an ongoing concern in the county is animal control. Every month there are numerous incidents of dogs attacking livestock and biting passersby. Findley said although he thinks it would be good for the sheriff’s office to have an animal-control officer as it once did, he doesn’t consider it a priority.

“How are we going to pay for that officer? How are we going to pay for the animals to be housed? I still think landowners and livestock owners are going to have to deal with that on their own, without expecting someone from the sheriff’s department or the animalcontrol officer to deal with this problem.

“If you’ve got a dog out there chasing your livestock you’re not going to wait for an animal-control officer to come and deal with it anyway – you’re probably going to shoot the dog and then call the animal-control officer.

“I think there are bigger needs in the county right now,” he said. Findley, who had heart-bypass surgery in April, said he’d received an “A plus” rating from his doctor during his last checkup.

“I’ve got a second lease on life. It’s helped realign my priorities. Being commissioner isn’t the most important thing in the world. There are things above and beyond that – my family, my grandkids.

“I feel like I’ve done a good job as commissioner — I’m sure most elected officials feel like they’ve done a good job, but I wouldn’t have done anything any differently.

“Montezuma County’s has invested a lot in me – financial resources, education — and I’ve invested a lot of time in Montezuma County, “I’d like the opportunity to continue to serve Montezuma County, but it will be up to the voters to make that decision.”

Published in Election, June 2006

Chappell promotes roads, economy, communication

Montezuma County commission candidate Steve Chappell didn’t mince words when asked what he’d have done differently over the past four years than incumbent Commissioner Dewayne Findley, his opponent in the Republican primary this August.

STEVE CHAPPELL

“Communication between the county and the city is probably at an alltime low,” Chappell said, “and I think that’s something I’d do different than Mr. Findley’s done.

“Those people [Cortez officials] need to be communicated with and there needs to be some cooperation to help all the county residents, including those that live within the city limits.” As the city’s economy goes, so goes the county’s, he said, and that reality should be recognized.

“City residents are county residents as well and I think we need to possibly look at Cortez and find an identity. Right now Cortez is a town that people pass through, but they don’t tend to stay,” he said. “With our archaeological setting here — we claim (to be) the capital of the world — I don’t think we’ve capitalized on that.”

More of an effort should be made to promote and capitalize on the county’s archaeological treasures, including the creation of an archaeological and wildlife museum, he said, to keep tourists in the area longer.

“I think Cortez needs to develop some kind of museum where it’s tourist-friendly,” Chappell said. He added that possibly the museum could have a wildlife display for hunters who come to the area, giving them a reason to return to Cortez.

“Why are we letting those people head to Durango?” he said. “I just think if we could get a theme for Cortez it would make it a destination for people to come to.”

Chappell said he would be willing to spend more on promoting tourism and special events, but not on endless studies. “What I see right now is that we usually spend the county’s money by creating a position or a study, and when that study is completed — I’ve seen this year after year — they come to more or less the same conclusions and nothing happens.”

But “if the money’s going to good ideas and accomplishing goals, I say, yes, let’s spend a little more money.”

One proposed special event for Labor Day weekend is the Rally in the Rockies motorcycle gathering that previously has been held in Ignacio. The organizers have applied to the Montezuma County commission for a high-impact permit, and an upcoming public hearing will determine whether the permit is approved. Chappell said if he were on the commission now he would not support approving the permit for this year because the lead time is too short for local police to plan for the event, but that he would, if elected, likely support approval of a permit next year.

“I would say for the safety and welfare of the county, it would probabaly not be a good idea this year,” he said, “(but) if law enforcement was notified in advance to where they could have people in place to handle the traffic and the safety of all the people involved, I think it would probably be a go.

“I think having people spending their money in our area and our town is a good thing.”

Still, he added, “There would have to be some good common sense and study on whether it would be helpful to the community or harmful.” Chappell sees a rosy future for the local economy.

“I’d like to see (the county) grow and develop in a good and organized manner,” he said. “Archaeology is looking us right in the eye, and I think our area is just full of opportunity. The time is ripe for young entrepreneurs to start franchise businesses such as a Red Lobster or a Dillard’s, he said. “I think Cortez is just wide open for that right now.”

Beyond economic development, one major issue the county deals with is roads. Chappell said he would also take a different approach on the upkeep of the road system.

“I would be a little more pro-active (than Findley), especially when it comes to our roads,” he said. “It’s kind of like medicine — instead of treating the ailment, I’d rather do some preventive [measures].

“I’d like to see the county’s roads improved, maybe with a plan — pick roads that have a heavier impact and chip-seal them instead of mag chloride, mag chloride [a chemical used to reduce dust on unpaved roads] year after year — that gets expensive and after so many years you could have put chip-seal down and had a road that will hold up and give those residents a road they can drive without tearing up their vehicles.”

La Plata County’s roads are better maintained, he said. “I’d like to have maybe a comparision and see what we’re not doing.”

The county’s unique zoning scheme known as LIZ, or Landowner-Initiated Zoning, needs to be “revisited” from time to time, he said, because “it’s a document that’s been misunderstood at times and rather complicated at times,” with nine different zoning categories and various types of appeals and variances possible.

“A lot of people, when they speak about LIZ, they just want some simplicity, so maybe the document could be broken down in a simpler form” that would apply to most zoning matters. One unintended consequence of requiring a minimum 3-acre lot for residential development is that the land can become neglected instead, Chappell said.

“In some areas where you have irrigation those properties are probably taken care of pretty well — you can have livestock-grazing and it’s probably a nice scene — but in the drylands where I live, those open spaces are not large enough for farmers to continue to farm, and often times they become wastelands rather than open space.”

Chappell said it was probably time for the county to take a stronger stand on visual blight. He suggested bringing in a car-crushing crew for a few days and wreckers for voluntary pick-ups of junk cars. He said incentives to property owners for landscaping along the southern appoach to Cortez might help make that area more attractive.

“I think the area really needs to address how people visually see our town.”

Chappell said some strengthening of the county’s building regulations is needed, although he balked at the idea of adopting the International Building Code, which is used in Cortez and most of the United States.

“I’m not sure the county is ready for it,” he said. “I think some of the builders would like to see some codes but I don’t know that they even want [regulated] to that extent.

“I’m kind of in the learning stage as far as building codes. I think we need the codes that look out for the safety and welfare of our community.”

One issue likely to become more contentious as the county continues to grow is animal control. Chappell said he would consider regulating dangerous dogs, but was noncommittal when asked if the county needs a dog-atlarge ordinance. Presently the county has little regulation of dogs and no animal- control officer, and incidents of dog bites and attacks on livestock are frequent.

“I think we need some responsible ownership,” he said, “and I think for dangerous animals like pit bulls, there should be something to address that.” He said dog owners also need to be aware that springtime is the birthing season for wildlife, with newborns even more vulnerable to attack.

“We used to have an animal-control officer. I would like to look into that and see why we don’t have that now.”

Published in Election, June 2006

Capturing Mesa Verde’s magic in music

Sterling Procter doesn’t remember when he started spending summers in Durango playing with the Music in the Mountains Festival Orchestra. He does know that every year “the magic and mystery of the native culture and land” around Durango inspire him.

“I spend at least one day at Mesa Verde,” he explains in a phone conversation from his Dallas home.MESA VERDE MUSIC

He also recollects how over his time with the orchestra, he’s enjoyed composing fanfares that summon the audience back into the concert hall after intermission.

So Procter understands why in 2004, the then-president of the Music in the Mountains Board of Directors, Jim Foster, and Festival Artistic Director Mischa Semanitzky invited him to write a brass piece in celebration of Mesa Verde National Park’s 2006 Centennial, a piece to be performed this summer in the park.

What he doesn’t understand is quite how the 18-minute work, called “Mesa Verde Suite,” came to be. That’s an exciting mix of personal experience, and coincidence.

The personal experience began during Procter’s high-school years, when he played jazz guitar and French horn, and taught himself the flute. After college, he became a professional hornplayer, abandoning the other instruments. Then, one summer during Music in the Mountains, he found Native American flutes in the gift shop at Mesa Verde’s Far View Lodge.

“There were all these beautiful cedar and walnut and pine instruments made by a local man named David Nighteagle,” Procter recalls. He picked up a couple of flutes and played. Their sound caught his wife’s attention. She asked for a flute for her birthday. Procter bought her one, then learned to play it himself.

The following year, his wife led a tour group to Mesa Verde, Monument Valley, Canyon de Chelly, Chaco Canyon, and Aztec Ruins National Monument. Procter joined them with his flute. Someone asked him to play.

When he complied, he found a “wonderful expression. I was in all these sacred places. and I found that the earth, and the sky, and the rocks sort of joined me in the playing.” Soon after that experience, he met Nighteagle, and received the commission for “Mesa Verde Suite.”

“It was coincidental with my taking an interest in the Native American flute,” Procter says. “A couple of years earlier, I would not have included (the flute in the composition).”

More coincidence followed. Foster and Semanitzky originally requested a one-movement, 8-to-10-minute work. Procter “couldn’t make it happen.” Feeling stuck, he began reading Mesa Verde’s history for inspiration. Soon he found himself picturing the Wetherills, the ranchers who in 1888 came upon Cliff Palace and Spruce Tree House while searching for lost cattle in what is today the park. Procter imagined himself doing that, and feeling awed by the 800-year-old ruins.

He also thought about the Ancestral Puebloans deciding to migrate into Mesa Verde, concluding they could live there, then abandoning their villages. Soon, he realized he needed more than one movement to express all he wanted to say about the park. “The whole architecture (of the piece) just opened up,” he says.

Scored for trumpet, trombone, French horn, tuba, two Native American flutes, and one Native American drum, “Mesa Verde Suite” has eight movements and four parts. Procter believes the brass depicts the idea that Mesa Verde is both the home of native peoples, and protected by the federal government. The native flutes and drum represent the cultures that lived and survived at Mesa Verde, then moved on.

For the three performances of “Mesa Verde Suite” planned this summer, Procter will play his horn and one flute. Nighteagle will play the other. Nighteagle’s friend, Mike Haffeman, will drum. Three members of the Music in the Mountains Festival Orchestra will complete the brass quartet.

“Mesa Verde Suite” begins with a prologue. Procter plays a tune he wrote for the Native American flute. Nighteagle and Haffeman improvise a response. The flutes and drum converse. Then a prearranged chord brings in the brass. Nighteagle and Haffeman continue to improvise. “It’s remarkable how instruments of all cultures can work together,” muses Procter. “The performances will be different each time.”

The rest of “Mesa Verde Suite, Part I” includes “Arrival of the Ancients,” “First Light,” and “Anthem.” Part II contains “Song to the Earth and Sky,” which Procter describes as a hymn, based on his recollection of sitting on a balcony at Far View Lodge, having a “deep, deep feeling of peace and tranquility.”

“Kiva Visions/Departure” makes up the third part of the suite, and expresses the thoughts of Pueblo elders as they chose to leave Mesa Verde. Part IV begins with “Wetherill Discovery,” and finishes with “Epilogue/Future Generations,” in which Procter pictures the next generation to enjoy the park.

When composing “Mesa Verde Suite,” Procter didn’t draw on any particular musical style. Rather, he let his emotions guide his writing.

“The music that came out is my feeling about the (park.) Hopefully that will communicate to the listener.” Procter, a Festival Orchestra Brass Quartet, Nighteagle, and Haffeman have recorded “Mesa Verde Suite.” CDs will be available at the Music in the Mountains Office, and at Mesa Verde National Park.

For more information, call Music in the Mountains at 970-385-6820.

Published in Arts & Entertainment, June 2006

Illegal immigration: A view from the border

Editor’s note: Phil Hall has traveled extensively throughout Mexico. He recently took a motorcycle trip down to the Mexican border. This is the first of a two-part series.

RUGGED ARIZONA DESERT“You’d just as soon try to bail the Rio Grande with a minnow bucket,” Jeff, U.S. Border Patrol, said from Checkpoint Charley on Highway 26, which runs between Deming, N.M., and Hatch (chile-growing capitol of the world). (He asked not to be identified for fear of losing his job.) Off to the west, Cook’s Peak (8,408 feet) rises like gun smoke out of the desert floor. This country personifies the definition of “basin” and “range.” In every direction dark mountain ranges rise from the scrub earth. The terrain has a ghostly feel. Trees are rare.

“Sure, we catch them. We process them, we turn them loose, then we catch them again.” He laughs lightly, and leans against his patrol rig, an easy grin on his face. “It keeps us employed.”

According to a recent article in the Deming Headlight, 90,000 illegal immigrants have been apprehended in the last six months by Border Patrol agents in the El Paso sector, which includes New Mexico and West Texas. That’s 180,000 a year. And that’s just the ones they catch; it is a 20 percent increase over the previous year.

Why this massive onslaught on our southern border? Two reasons: hunger and money.

According to a report filed recently from the Colegio de la Frontera Norte, the leading Mexican academic institution in the study of the Mexican-U.S. border, in Ciudad Juárez, coyotes made nearly $102 million in the last year trafficking in illegal immigrants. The coyotes or polleros, as they’re called, serve as “travel agents” for the immigrants, who come for essentially one reason: to work.

Sinaloa is the state just south of Sonora. Much of it is Pacific coastline. It is rich agricultural land. Coconut palms march for miles along the coast. I was down there last year.

In January you can see whole crews of young men loading coconuts into trucks: big, four-ton affairs with high sides and dual rear wheels. You can see campesinos planting chiles by hand, harvesting tomatoes, burning. There is an ever-present miasma of smoke, as fields and ditches are constantly being burned in preparation of another round of planting.

Campesinos work all day in the fields for 100 pesos a day — a little more than $9. That’s for a day’s work — the price of lunch in the United States. It’s hard to believe, but it’s true. Everywhere I went (in the fields, at taco stands, on the streets) the refrain was the same: “We can’t feed our families on what we earn, no matter how hard we work.”

Not all Mexican immigrants want to stay in the U.S. Some come to earn enough money to return to their homeland. I talked to a rancher in Guerrero (Chihuahua) who spent 15 years in Phoenix working in a dairy. “When I earned enough money I returned home,” he said. He earned enough to buy cattle to support himself and his family. He spoke good English and was extremely helpful in getting my flat tire fixed.

But whether they stay or not, undocumented workers are coming here, and in record numbers.

The coyotes provide transportation, information, sometimes paperwork, and a lot of know-how. Without the coyotes the immigrants would have a much harder time getting into the U.S. Without the immigrants there would be no need for the coyotes. Without the economic disparity between the two countries, there would be no need for either.

The coyotes have spent years perfecting their craft. They know where all of the roads and trails are, when roadblocks are likely to be set up, who to bribe, and when and where to cross. In order to get into the U.S., all the immigrants need is money. They might pay a coyote $5,000 to get into the U.S., and if they get caught? Tough. Back to Go. Start over. It’s the survival principle of a flock of birds: A predator might get one or two or three, but the rest will get away.

Of course many of them do it the hard way, crossing the desert on foot with scant supplies. The risks are tremendous, and yet the campesinos take them. Some of them die. In Arizona alone in 2005, at least 228 died while trying to make it across a scorching desert replete with rattlesnakes, scorpions, and treacherous canyons.

According to the Associated Press, as of September 2005, more than 400 illegal immigrants had died nationwide in the previous 11 months while trying to make the crossing. Many can never even be identified and brought home to their families.

Even if you know the desert Southwest well, it’s difficult to comprehend the magnitude of the task facing the Border Patrol in trying to police 2,000 miles of border. There are currently 11,500 U.S. Border Patrol agents, 9,000 of whom are stationed along the southern border of the U.S. in Texas, New Mexico, Arizona and California.

“You might as well try to catch migrating birds with a butterfly net,” one seasoned border agent said.

There are 50 million Spanish-speaking people in the U.S., the majority of them here legally. They work virtually everywhere, in every industry.

“You can’t run a restaurant without Mexican help,” said Jess Viau, a manager in Denver’s upscale Lodo. “You‘d shut Denver down overnight if you started rounding up all of the Spanish-speaking people.”

Last year, having returned from an extended trip throughout 20 states in Mexico, I met three young men from Mexico in Carbondale, Colo. They were sharing a pitcher of beer in a popular bar and grill downtown. My Spanish was fresh at that time and they were eager to speak English, so we had a discussion in Espanglish, which is growing in popularity everywhere.

The three young men were working in the construction trades. One was working in sheet rock; the other two were working in cement. These are not unskilled trades. You have to do quality work to remain employed in the Aspen Valley. Mexicanos learn quickly, they are fast, and they work very hard.

“We make $10 an hour,” they told me. “Ten dollars an hour is good money.”

The bachelors live communally, as a rule; they’ll work as many hours as it takes, and they save their money. Fifty hours a week is $500. Many of them send money home to their families in México. Dollars from the United States are widely reported to be the biggest source of income in México.

For employers of undocumented workers and the workers themselves, it’s a win-win situation. But many citizens and politicians are concerned about the tidal wave of Mexican immigrants.

Rep. Tom Tancredo, R-Colo., a national spokesman for cracking down on illegal immigration, sounded a defiant note in the aftermath of an immigration bill passed by the U.S. Senate on May 25: “The battle has been joined,” he said.

“The Senate bill strengthens our security and reflects our humanity,” countered Sen. Edward Kennedy, DMass., an architect of the bill. But Sen. Jeff Sessions, R-Ala., called it “a tremendous budget-buster.”

The bill, which would strengthen border security while also launching a guest-worker program and providing a way for many of the nation’s current illegal immigrants to become citizens, passed the Senate 62-36 but is expected to face stiff opposition in the more conservative House.

The Senate’s 55 Republican members were sharply divided over the bill, with 23 voting for it, 32 against. By contrast, Democrats backed it 38 to 4. The Senate measure calls for 370 miles of fencing along the Mexican border and more jail cells for undocumented workers waiting to be deported. In a nod to conservatives, it makes English the official language of the U.S.

A competing U.S. House of Representatives bill passed in December is far tougher. It provides no guest-worker program and seeks to further criminalize illegal immigration, making it a felony to enter the U.S. improperly, and providing fines, penalties, and incarceration for the millions already here illegally. There’s a problem with that approach.

There are currently 2.2 million people behind bars in the U.S. and 1,000 inmates per week are being added; that’s 52,000 more per year. If that number were doubled, the repercussions would be staggering.

Among the issues posed by immigration is what to do with the 11 million people estimated to be in the country illegally already.

The U.S. Senate bill would provide them a path to citizenship. Those here five years or longer would be allowed to apply for citizenship, if they pay back taxes, learn English and have no serious criminal record. Those here two to five years would have to return home and apply for a green card. Those here for less than two years would be sent home, as would those convicted of a felony or three misdemeanors. The House bill offers no path to citizenship. The Senate bill would provide 200,000 new temporary guest-worker visas a year and create a special program for 1.5 million farm workers.

Both House and Senate bills would require building more fence along the border, train more U.S. Border Patrol agents, and send National Guard members to the area in the interim.

Both bills would provide hefty ($40,000 per worker in the House bill, $20,000 in the Senate bill) fines for employers who hire illegals.

While politicians debate, desperately poor workers continue to pour across the border.

Columbus, N.M., is just a few miles north of the Mexican Border. Pancho Villa State Park is there (which doesn’t make much sense in light of the fact that Pancho Villa’s soldiers invaded Columbus in 1916 and shot the place up and killed some people).

I pulled into the little gas station/ convenience store and strolled over to where a young man was lassoing orange traffic cones with a red lariat. A beautiful young Palomino gelding with a new saddle was standing there and an old caballero with a small white mustache stood beside him.

“My name is Victor,” he told me as he shook my hand.

Victor is from Janos, Chihuahua, the first town you come to going south out of the border town of Palomas. He’s been in the U.S. for 30 years.

“If we let them (the Mexicans) come we’ll all be working for 10 cents an hour,” he said. “I’m not against them coming, but they gotta come legally, like everybody else.”

“I came across right here,” he said. “then I went to Utah and got a job herding cattle. Three hundred dollars a month and room and board. Damn, that was a good job.”

“What do you think about sending the National Guard down here?” I asked.

“It would be all right,” he said, “if they don’t start shooting at people like they did that other time over in Texas (the 1997 shooting of a Mexican goatherd by a U.S. Marine). I ride out there all the time. I don’t want to be shot at.” “Do you see Mexicans coming across?” I asked.

“Every day,” he said.

Many Americans are angry about what they see as an alien invasion; many employers welcome undocumented workers as good, cheap labor.

Human-rights advocates believe it is no more criminal for a hungry Mexican worker to cross the border illegally than for Jean Valjean to steal a loaf of bread to feed his family. Environmentalists lament the impact of the border wars on pristine wildlife refuges and delicate ecosystems.

Here in the desert Southwest, the issue is like an out-of-control brush fire. And you can bet some are going to get their pants legs burned trying to stomp it out.

Published in June 2006

Bubble Boy’s latest slippery slope

Rope. Tree. Journalist. Some assembly required.

The above is displayed on a T-shirt for sale on a conservative Web site, and when I saw it, I had to laugh. Heck, if someone were to buy it for me as a gag gift, I’d probably wear it, at least as an “in yo’ face” gesture to the witlack who created it.

But in the political real world, those sentiments aren’t far off the mark — and it is not a laughing matter. George Bush is apparently going full steam to prosecute journalists who publish “leaked” information.

The New York Times reports that Bush is exploring means of prosecuting journalists under espionage laws. The argument is a tired one: national — you guessed it — security. Never mind that the press has repeatedly revealed conduct by the Bush administration that would’ve been sufficient to trigger the impeachment of any other sitting president, as well as conduct that threatens our security: Abu Ghraib, Guantanamo, warrantless wiretapping, secret CIA prisons abroad, holding U.S. citizens without charges in the “war on terror,” the creation of free speech “zones,” retaliating against critics with leaks of its own, constructing an elaborate lie to justify a war Bush had been planning for years, using taxpayer money for publicity stunts like the infamous “mission accomplished” fighter-jet landing. . . . The list goes on. Bush, as former Nixon counsel John Dean lays out in “Worse Than Watergate,” has gone to great lengths to make sure the White House serves as his own protective bubble and that the flow of information is rigidly controlled. But despite his best efforts, he hasn’t been able to (completely) control the press.

So he’s looking at a draconian 1917 law, which “prohibits anyone with unauthorized access to documents or information concerning the national defense from telling others.” Experts say the law applies to the spoken word and that it’s only a crime if it’s known the information could injure the U.S. According to the Times, Bush is also hedging his bets with a 1950 law prohibiting the publication of government codes and communications intelligence activities. Constitutional scholars fear Bush will, at a minimum, use the laws to intimidate the press.

One could argue here about how Bush would create enough slippery slopes to open several ski resorts — and could also argue concerning the many ways these two laws can be interpreted and abused (read Dean’s discussion of the Pentagon Papers, Jonathan Randel and Samuel Morrison cases). It isn’t a crime for a journalist to receive information, even if the person providing it might be breaking the law — and according to the First Amendment, the government cannot tell the press what to report. The threat of prosecution , apparently for reporting anything the President doesn’t like, has a chilling effect that harms the public (as well as would-be whistleblowers), not just journalists, and makes Bush the final arbiter of what the public needs to know. The latter is a key ingredient in the recipe for a dictatorship. This is why his push to brand journalists who do their jobs as “traitors” — while popular with the lynch-mobminded folks who believe Bush can do no wrong — will ultimately prove disastrous for all citizens.

Yes, one could argue — but really, no one has to. The facts are aligned against Bush. In but one example of just how far this administration can be “trusted” with public information, the Chicago Tribune exposed in April that Dick Cheney’s office will not report on the number of documents it has classified this year. Cheney insists he is “not under any duty” to provide the information, despite an executive order requiring such reports. In other words, Cheney is not only classifying documents, he won’t even tell you he’s classifying documents. He can do whatever he likes — insisting all the while that it is liberals, Democrats and journalists who have contempt for the American people.

For anyone who has difficulty spelling “hubris” or “hypocrisy,” there’s a six-letter synonym for both. It starts with C and ends with Y. Other points:

  • In 2004, among 80 federal agencies, 15.6 million decisions were made to classify information (which the Tribune was able to report only because those agencies, unlike Cheney, complied with the executive order).
  • Prior to the blanket excuse afforded by 9/11, Bush adjusted the Freedom of Information Act and created a new category of “sensitive but unclassified information” (Tribune).
  • While still governor of Texas, President-elect Bush effectively federalized his gubernatorial papers by shipping them to his father’s presidential library. It took a year for the courts to side with the state library and archives head, who argued the papers were subject to the Texas Public Information Act. Said Dean: “It is difficult to believe one would go to so much trouble to hide information unless he had something he really did not want people to know about.”
  • His policy when things go wrong is, Blame the terrorists! Blame the media! Then prosecute the journalists who won’t fall into line.

Ironically, despite his “obsessive secrecy,” there are only a few mysteries left concerning Bush: Why he hasn’t tried to resurrect the Alien and Sedition Acts of 1798, or declared himself absolute monarch. Clearly, he thinks he is uniquely empowered to create laws to silence his enemies, and that he can abuse, threaten and intimidate those who dare point out his wrongdoing.

In the climate Bush has created, common sense would indicate a need for more publicizing of information, not less. Whether Bush enjoys such exposure is irrelevant.

Katharhynn Heidelberg is a journalist in Montrose.

Published in Katharhynn Heidelberg

Anonymous accusations carry their own stigma

Cable news has been filled lately with idle speculation about whether or not members of the Duke University lacrosse team raped one of two exotic dancers who briefly performed for them at a drunken party. (Don’t they mean “erotic” dancers, since there’s nothing too rare about women stripping off their clothes to entertain male audiences?)

At any rate, a lot of the nearly nonstop talk is oddly if predictably divided between conservatives who lean toward believing the all-white team members’ strong assertions that absolutely nothing happened, and liberals who mostly defend the black accuser, despite her occupation and history of rather petty criminal offenses. (One of the liberals’ talking points, in hypocritical fact, has been that some of the team members have histories of misbehavior as well, including underage drinking and urinating in public — despite their insisting the woman’s past shouldn’t be used against her in the court of public opinion.)

Since District Attorney Mike Nifong, who has already filed charges against two of the team members and may have another in his sights, is up for reelection, charges of political opportunism arise. Critics say he’s just using the dancer’s accusations to further his image as a tough prosecutor of rich college kids who wronged a community- college student and single mom.

Nifong, on the other hand, adamantly claims to have the goods on the two defendants, one of whom was earlier involved in an attack on a man he apparently believed was gay.

Of course, the legion of paid commentators has no more access to all the facts of the case than anyone else, which renders their arguments silly at best and vicious at worst. Rush Limbaugh, for instance, referred to the two dancers as “hoes,” a black inflection for whores, then later claimed in mock horror it was a slip of his over-exercised tongue (vicious). Sean Hannity made himself look even more ridiculous than usual by drawing many of his talking points from a Newsweek article, a publication that he has regularly pilloried as part of the lying, biased, liberal national media (silly).

Eventually most of these talking heads get around to weighing the relative harm done to the defendants if they are ultimately cleared of crime. And it is true that many who follow the case will, even if the youths are exonerated, continue to believe that something unsavory probably happened, given the circumstances – a bunch of drunk, hormonal college athletes whipped into frenzy by two nude dancers.

It sure seems like a recipe that includes all the ingredients for a sexual assault, particularly in light of the race difference and the purely lustful purpose in the dancers’ being hired by randy players in the first place.

But not to digress. Certainly, the accused athletes’ reputations will suffer, no matter what the outcome — perhaps in totally undeserved ways. Which gives rise to the question: why should their accuser’s identity be protected if their identities are not?

The rationale among most news organizations, who do not identify victims, or alleged victims, of sexual assault, is that it would cause them shame and embarrassment in the community on top of their suffering, because there is a certain stigma attached to being raped or sodomized. But this is not the policy for victims of any other violent crime. They are routinely named in news stories, sometimes even being given a heroic spin as real survivors. Despite three bullets in him and a loss of blood, Smith managed to drive himself to the ER . . . .

During more than a decade of reporting on such crimes, I worked for a paper that adhered to a policy of anonymity, but it always made me wonder if we weren’t perpetuating the very attitude from which we intended to shield the victims. Implicit in treating sex assaults differently from other crimes of violence is the message that just maybe the victim does have something to be ashamed of. (And I’m a little ashamed to admit that some of that attitude still resides in me. My wife drove home this point recently by asking me, if I were threatened at gunpoint and sexually assaulted while walking through the park at night, would I care if other people knew about it? And, yeah, I have to admit I would rather they didn’t.)

But there remains the question of whether those accused of sexual assaults should be widely identified before a trial or plea bargain decides their innocence or guilt. Just as there is a certain segment of the community that will always have sneaking suspicions that “she must have been asking for it,” there will be another that will surmise that “there must have been something to her accusation.”

Rape and sodomy are ugly and violent in a very special way, wresting away control of something that is perhaps our most personal and intimate possession. And to be named as the perpetrator of such behavior is enough to earn the accused permanent contempt in many people’s eyes.

Not revealing either party’s name would seem to be preferable to how the situation is handled now, but that presents its own dilemmas.

Some argue that people have the right to know if an alleged sexual predator is living next door, so that they can exercise a higher level of caution and so on, and there is certainly some merit to this. A single woman whose neighbors include a suspected double-Y-chromosoned hirsute sociopathic serial rapist definitely should be taking extra security measures.

But you could make a parallel case for revealing names of false accusers. Shouldn’t those about to get romantically or socially involved with such men or women have the right to know that they have damaged others through their lies?

Unfortunately, there is no great or even good solution to this, just as there isn’t to preventing sexual assaults and false charges in the first place. (Conservative blatherers self-righteously state that women should not go down dark alleys alone, etc., thereby placing a little of the blame on the victim, and making it seem a little more reasonable that under such circumstances they might expect to have their bodies violated, and they smugly add that virile young men shouldn’t imprudently be hiring low-lives to entice them with their smutty gyrations, since they are inviting these accusations. See, they’re potential victims, too!)

But being unwise or imprudent does not make someone more deserving of rape or sodomy, and it definitely isn’t a liberal vs. conservative issue.

Or at least it wasn’t until pathetic hosts such as Limbaugh and Hannity apparently ran low on other steaming cow flops to chew upon.

David Grant Long writes from Cortez.

Published in David Long, May 2006

Agreed-upon greed

Recently I watched a classic film I haven’t seen in 40 years, “The Wizard of Oz.” It gave me nightmares throughout my childhood. The scene where the wicked witch’s foot shrivels up and disappears under the house that fell upon her had the power to electrify my dreams; for 10 years I checked under the bed in case any disembodied feet were lurking there. But what bothered me more than the foot when I watched the film recently was the man behind the curtain, manipulating poor Dorothy and an entire population of munchkins under the guise of being a powerful wizard. I keep imagining the same scam being acted out each day in America. If only it took a tiny dog with the tenacity of Toto to expose the fraud.

You see, every time I drive my car I’m obliged to pay a wizard, a wonderful Wizard of Oil. Because… because… because, because, becaaaaaaaase… because of the self-serving gouging he does. President Bush pledges that “if we find any price-gouging, it will be dealt with firmly,” but he won’t look behind the curtain.

And if I could confront the actual Wizard – not just the exhaust and mirrors he passes off as economic realities – I’d like to ask him why our current oil crisis amounts to a national looting spree by our producers and distributors of oil, or why our petroleum board rooms have been taken over by a new, oil-slick Mafia? I’m even willing to steal the fuel injectors off Dick Cheney’s vicepresidential limousine if that’s what it takes to get some honest answers.

I suspect, though, that the answer is simple enough: plain greed. Or, as I would redefine it for contemporary living, agreed-upon greed: The practice of taking what you want because everyone else is doing the same thing. With oil prices reaching record highs, I’m having trouble believing that fear in the market is the root cause for skyrocketing prices. Certainly, the Mideast is unstable – invading Iraq hasn’t helped. Surely, African supplies have been affected by violence and unrest in Nigeria – we may need to invade that country next. Naturally, China’s growth as a energy-driven economy should make us sit up and take notice – they’ve seen the SUV; the Chinese fire drill won’t smother any of our insecurities. But if Iran secretly develops a nuclear-powered automobile before U.S. auto manufacturers do, I’m going to be upset. The radioactive hot rod belongs on American streets.

I’ve responded to the oil crisis responsibly, by downsizing my own consumption. I traded my 6-cylinder Pontiac Gram Am GT for a used Honda hybrid. My 4-cylinder Toyota pickup has gone into hibernation while I tool around town on a scooter. Overall, I try to put on fewer miles, stay closer to home. What else can I do? While I’m paying premium prices for inflated gas, the Dow Jones average and the NASDAQ keep soaking up every drop of tragic news and in an alchemy I’ve never learned, they turn it into profit. A barrel of crude now costs more than what a substitute teacher in my school district makes in a working day. Where’s a good witch when you need her? The roads are turning from yellow brick to gold. Who can afford to drive on them any more? I’d ride a broomstick if I could, just to sweep the old gasbags out.

It’s time for a revolution in attitude. Maybe tomorrow on my way to work I’ll stop at the Silver Bean and drink not one but two cups of coffee, encourage the employees to double their prices, pocket the difference, and maybe even reach into a few customers’ pockets for a fistful of loose change. Once I get to my classroom I’ll convince my students that it’s good business demanding a dollar for every fact they are forced to learn – two dollars if it requires higher-octane thinking. At lunch I’ll eat twice the food I usually consume. I’ll leave without teaching my afternoon classes, go shopping and max out my credit card. I’ll stay up way past midnight and double my extravagances the next day.

I doubt working people can get away with a double life very long. Eventually the authorities will cry, “Enough!” But by then at least we’ll know that they know when enough actually means enough.

David Feela teaches at Montezuma- Cortez High School.

Published in David Feela

Coal-mine proposal meets resistance

For more than three decades the Peabody Western Coal Company has been mining coal from Black Mesa, Ariz., transporting it as slurry to a power plant 273 miles away in Laughlin, Nev. Anyone who’s traveled to the Grand Canyon via U.S. Highway 160 has driven under the coal chute that crosses the highway near Kayenta.

The coal-mine brought millions of dollars in revenue to the Navajo and Hopi reservations where it operated. But it also sparked concerns about the enormous amount of water it was drawing from a pristine aquifer on Black Mesa to supply the slurry operation.

BLACK MESA COAL MINE PROTESTSo when the mine shut down on Dec. 31, 2005, it was a relief to some and a disaster to others.

But the story is far from over. Peabody still hopes to resume its coalmining operation, and many tribal members would welcome the revenue and jobs. But Peabody’s proposal faces fierce opposition from environmentalists from both tribes.

A coalition of Navajo and Hopi citizens has come up with a bold plan to provide new tribal revenue sources without sucking more water from the aquifer. They want to see solar and wind power developed on their reservations.

And they want traditional energy to pay for it.

“About 60 percent of America’s energy needs are met by coal,” said Wahleah Johns, field organizer for the grassroots Black Mesa Water Coalition. “We want a transition to something healthier.”

BLACK MESA COAL MINE PROTESTSo she and others have formed the Just Transition Coalition, which is working to provide exactly what its name implies — a fair and just transition for the tribes from dependence on coal to cleaner, alternative forms of energy. They hope this will mitigate the loss of jobs and money caused by the closure of the Black Mesa Mine.

Dirtiest power plant

The mine’s closure came not because of its own occasionally spotty environmental record, which included a dozen failures of the Black Mesa pipeline between 1994 and 1999, at least eight of which caused discharges of coal or coal slurry into local washes, and eight more spills along the 273- mile route since 2001.

Instead, the mine shut down because of repeated Clean Air Act violations by the 1580-megawatt Mohave Generating Station that burned the Black Mesa coal. Mohave, the dirtiest power plant in the West, pumped some 19,000 tons of nitrous oxide and 40,000 tons of sulfur dioxide into the air, according to the Natural Resources Defense Council.

In 1997, the Grand Canyon Trust, Sierra Club and National Parks Conservation Association sued under the Clean Air Act and forced an agreement by the power plant’s owners to either retrofit the plant and reduce emissions, or to close by the end of 2005. No retrofitting was done, so the plant closed, and with it, the Black Mesa Mine.

But in 2004, Peabody Western — which is a subsidiary of Peabody Energy, the world’s largest coal company — submitted a permit application to the Office of Surface Mining in Denver, seeking permission to mine Black Mesa for the “life of the mine,” expected to be until 2026 or 2032.

The owners of the Mohave power plant are waiting to see whether Peabody can continue to supply them coal before they decide whether to spend the $1 billion it might take to retrofit the plant and cut its emissions. Mohave could reopen by 2010 or so under the best-case scenario.

In its application with the OSM, Peabody says it hopes to obtain access to another aquifer, the Coconino, some 100 miles away, which provides water for Flagstaff and other northern Arizona cities. But Peabody does not know if it can obtain rights to use that water, so it is also seeking continued access to the Navajo Aquifer, called the N-aquifer, and wants the right to increase its withdrawals by more than 50 percent — from 4,000 acre-feet a year to more than 6,000 acre-feet. An acre-foot equals 325,851 gallons.

The OSM is expected to release its draft Environmental Impact Statement for Peabody’s application this month.

Secret deals

The notion of further withdrawals raises the hackles of many Navajos and Hopis, who say the slurry operation has been drying up springs used for drinking water by both humans and livestock, and sometimes for religious rites such as the Blessing Way.

“There are several springs that my ancestors used to use and we used to use for different purposes, and the water is really low,” 18-year-old Kristopher Barney of Rough Rock, Ariz., told the Free Press. “We are concerned that we won’t have any more water here some day.”

On April 17, Barney was among supporters of the Black Mesa Water Coalition, Just Transition, Diné CARE (Citizens Against Ruining the Environment), C Aquifer for Diné, and other groups who marched on Navajo council chambers in Window Rock, Ariz., to protest the tribal administration’s private negotiations with Peabody to reopen the mine. The Hopi government is also negotiating with Peabody.

“We don’t want any more secret deals,” Barney said. “We want the tribes to come out to the communities and spread what they’re doing.”

On April 19, a handful of concerned citizens met with representatives of the Sierra Club and the NRDC in Window Rock to hear about damage to the N-aquifer allegedly caused by Peabody’s slurry operation. The prevailing sentiments there were definitely against resumption of coal-mining.

Barney said there is deep division within the Navajo Nation over the issue. People who lost jobs are angered, but others worry about the environment if the mine reopens.

“There’s a lot of opposition (to mining) from the grassroots, from elders and people who live on the land, who need water for their livestock and crops and stuff,” he said.

1.3 billion gallons

The scarcity of water on the Navajo and Hopi reservations, and the purity of the N-aquifer, isolated by barriers of mudstone and sandstone, make any industry that uses 1.3 billion gallons of water a year inherently controversial.

“The N-aquifer is one of the most pristine aquifers we know of in the world,” Tim Grabiel, project attorney with the NRDC, told the citizens on April 19. “It naturally meets the EPA’s standards for drinking water.”

It’s precisely because the water is so pure that Peabody wants it for its slurry, he said. That way, contaminants aren’t added to the coal.

When Peabody originally negotiated lease agreements with the two tribes — the mine lies on a former “joint use” area where subsurface rights are split between both sovereign nations — back in the 1960s, Grabiel explained, the Office of Surface Mining delineated four criteria by which to judge whether the N-aquifer was being over-depleted.

In 2000, prompted by concerns of local activists, the NRDC examined monitoring data that had been collected by the U.S. Geological Survey for the OSM and prepared a report called “Drawdown” that disputed Peabody’s and OSM’s sunny claims that no harm was occurring to the aquifer.

“No one had looked at the actual monitoring data and compared it to the criteria,” Grabiel said. “We reviewed the data and we found, much to our surprise, that there were actual violations of the criteria.” This year, the NRDC reviewed new data and again found indications that damage to the aquifer is occurring, he said.

The criteria address groundwater level, water quality (there can’t be too much leakage from the relatively dirty Dakota aquifer that lies on top of the N-aquifer), discharge to springs, and discharge to washes. Each of the four showed troubling evidence of overdepletion.

Both the 2000 and the 2006 studies strongly indicated that the aquifer is declining faster than allowed under the criteria and faster than a computer model had predicted, Grabiel said.

For instance, the simulation said if Naquifer stream washes showed a (mining- related) reduction in flow of 10 percent or more, damage was occurring. Data to assess this are limited, Grabiel said, but there are four streamflow- gauging stations where the USFS has collected data since the 1970s. They show that, since 1995, flows have generally decreased. At three of the four stations, reductions ranged from 50 percent to a startling 94 percent.

Computer models

In addition, people living on the land report anecdotal evidence of damage: drying springs and deep cracks in the earth. Marshall Johnson of To’ Nizhoni Ani, another grassroots group opposing the slurry operation, said cracks run from the tops of Black Mesa to down along the washes. He said subsidence and sinkholes are occurring.

“One of the telltale signs of overwithdrawals is sinkholes,” Grabiel said.

More than 44 billion gallons of water have been sucked from the N-aquifer since Peabody began mining, according to the NRDC. However, the OSM maintains that the aquifer is not being over-used, relying on computer models that Grabiel said have not been updated since 1994 and do not correlate with actual evidence.

“What we’ve seen is an over-reliance on modeling,” he said. “If you created a model that said you were going to be 6 feet tall, would you walk around claiming you were 6 feet tall if you only grew to 5 feet?”

In its original projections, the USGS predicted the N-aquifer would be recharged at about 13,000 acre-feet per year. According to the NRDC, the USGS later revised that estimate, downgrading it to 2,500 to 3,500 acrefeet per year, which would make the original model seriously flawed.

“But despite all the evidence, Peabody continues to claim that material damage is not occurring,” Grabiel said. “I don’t know how they can continue to claim that.”

$2 million a week

A Peabody spokesperson did not return phone calls for this article. However, according to the Peabody Energy web site, the Black Mesa Mine shipped some 5 million tons of coal every year to the Mohave Generating Station and “injected more than $2 million weekly into area communities in direct economic benefits in 2005,” the site states. Such benefits include payroll, benefits, taxes, royalties, and fees.

Peabody is the largest private-sector employer on the Navajo Nation, and the vast majority of its employees are Native American. The mine shut-down chopped one-third, about $7 million, out of the Hopi government’s annual budget and about 15 percent from the Navajo budget. Some 200 people reportedly have lost their jobs.

“Any time there’s a huge loss of revenue, peole get scared and start panicking,” said Barney. “(Navajo Nation) President (Joe) Shirley is pushing whatever he can to reopen the mine.”

Never been tried

Replacing those lost jobs and revenues through clean energy is the goal of Just Transition, which has come up with a startling idea for obtaining money to jump-start renewable energy on the reservation.

Johns, of Black Mesa Trust, said that while the Mohave power plant is closed, it can sell its sulfur-dioxide allowances to other power plants. In other words, it can sell the right to emit a certain amount of sulfur dioxide.

Mohave has allowances for 53,000 tons of sulfur-dioxide emissions annually, Johns said. Southern California Edison owns 56 percent of the station. SCE’s share of the allowances could be worth $20 million, she said.

“This Just Transition initiative is really a visionary thing,” she said.

Just Transition — which includes the NRDC, Sierra Club, Black Mesa Trust, Indigenous Environmental Network, To’ Nizhoni Ani and others — is asking that this money be set aside for the tribes. On Jan. 11 of this year, it submitted a motion to the California Public Utilities Commission to that effect.

In response, an administrative law judge has made a preliminary decision requiring that SCE put that money into a special account starting in May, according to Andy Bessler, Southwest representative for the Sierra Club.

On May 11, the California PUC will vote on whether to continue keeping the money set aside until a final determination is made. The PUC has asked SCE to submit an application by Jan. 1, 2007, stating what it wants to do with that money, Bessler said.

NAVAJO NATION PRESIDENT JOE SHIRLEY, JR.If SCE says it wants to distribute it to ratepayers or shareholders, the legal battle will begin, Bessler said. The PUC will hold hearings on the proposal and Just Transition proponents will work to garner grassroots support.

“Nothing like this has ever been tried before,” Bessler said.

A penny a gallon

Just Transition members say the money is justified because the tribes have been exploited by Peabody and the utility companies.

“For over 30 years Black Mesa has subsidized cheap electricity for southern California and Nevada and Arizona,” said Johns. “We have had unjust coal leases, unpaid penalties for air pollution, and damage to a solesource drinking-water supply.”

If the tribes do obtain the money, Johns said, she would like it go toward retraining mine workers, developing renewable-energy sources such as wind and solar, and helping local communities.

“This is the only way we can be sovereign,” agreed Johnson of To’ Nizhoni Ani, “to go with this new idea, producing electricity from the sun and the wind. It uses 6 acre-feet of water a year. That old man (power plant) uses 21,000 acre-feet a year, plus the water for slurry. Anybody can see that’s wrong.”

Johnson noted that Peabody used one 55-gallon barrel of water per second for its slurry operation. “My family of five, we haul three 55-gallon barrels when we make a trip for water, and it lasts us a week,” he said. “We pay a penny a gallon from the tribe, and Peabody pays one penny every four gallons. We need some elected leaders that can do math.”

Liability relief

The Just Transition proposal has garnered resolutions of support from about eight Navajo chapters and has sparked interest among both tribes’ councils. However, tribal administrators are continuing to pursue negotiations with Peabody.

Some citizens were outraged when word leaked out of a March 7 confidential draft agreement being proposed with the coal company and Mohave that would grant them immunity from liability for any environmental damage done to the N-aquifer and would also dismiss complaints brought under a racketeering lawsuit filed by the Navajos against Peabody in 1999. The complaint alleges that Peabody and others acted unlawfully to obtain favorable coal-lease amendments. Damages sought are at least $1.6 billion. The Hopi tribe filed a motion to join the lawsuit in 2000.

The agreement, however, would reportedly drop those claims in return for a $250,000 payment and the resumption of the mining operation.

“They’re seeking liability relief in the confidential agreement,” said Grabiel. “Those claims could be worth billions. To pay $250,000 and say you don’t have to pay, that’s atrocious. It’s astonishing that was even under consideration.”

“I’m appalled that Peabody and lawyers are negotiating our future, our land, our water away without allowing the people to have a say,” said Johns.

A Navajo administration spokesman could not be reached for this article.

Bessler said the Black Mesa Mine issue exemplifies environmental conflicts worldwide.

“These are the front lines of how human beings are impacting the environment,” he said.

Bessler said coal-fired power plants are the No. 1 contributor to global warming. In addition, they use a great deal of water for cooling purposes. In contrast, solar power uses hardly any water, he said.

At best, the Mohave plant could operate only till 2026, when Colorado River water will no longer be available to it, Besseter said. “There would be only 10 or 12 years of profit to the tribes. We could be using that time to look at alternatives” to conventional energy, he said.

And water is a resource worth conserving, the advocates agreed.

“Fresh water is quickly becoming the scarcest resource on earth,” Grabiel said.

Published in May 2006

The San Juan: A region’s lifeblood

Early this spring I sat up late reading a book entitled “River Flowing from the Sunrise,” by James Aton and Robert McPherson. Sometime around midnight I stepped outside and within 10 seconds I was drenched in a wet, heavy snow; it landed on my eyelids, my lashes, and the pale yellow lights of the Mission cast their rays among the flakes, producing an hallucinogenic, floating radiation of cold light. In the morning the entire Mission was drenched in white, the red bluffs and the canyons, too, in a miraculous soft blanket, the first snow of the long winter season, a season that hadn’t yielded enough moisture to fill a demitasse.

I was scheduled to go on a river trip with Wild Rivers Expeditions, the oldest commercial company on the San Juan River, and when I arrived at their headquarters I learned that the “peeps” (the customers, a group of students from Fountain Valley School in Colorado Springs) were stranded on the wrong side of Wolf Creek Pass. Officials were measuring snowfall in feet up there in the higher passes of the Southern San Juan Mountains; indeed the entire San Juans, the La Sals, the Chuskas and the Abajos, were all inundated with a blanket of white.

Much of that snow will eventually come, as brown sedimentladen water, past our door here in Bluff — at least that which is left after agricultural and other needs are met upstream. The river downstream from Bluff to the Glen Canyon Dam serves but one principal human purpose: recreation. The natural requirements of the river are myriad, diverse, and many thousands of years older than the first humans.

The great blue herons, with their broad span of graceful wings, wind their way up and down the canyons. Ducks, geese, canyon wrens, peregrine falcons, bighorn sheep, beaver, otters, willows, cottonwoods, Indian rice grass, globe mallow, squawfish and silvery minnows, a harmonic medley of inextricably related flora and fauna, depend on the San Juan for their existence.

A boater leaving Sand Island and floating the San Juan to Clay Hills Crossing 83 miles downstream will encounter many of the types of wildlife that call the San Juan home.

The San Juan basin drains 25,000 square miles of mountain and desert, some of the harshest, most beautiful country in North America. The distance from its headwaters in Colorado to Lake Powell is 350 miles.

The earliest river-runners on the San Juan were Bert Loper and Norm Nevells, regarded as pioneers by modern- day boatmen. Kenny Ross, founder of Wild Rivers Expeditions, ran the San Juan River for more than 50 years.

It is a new century, a time for new blood, new energy and a new vision of commercial river-running: Now the company is owned by Jay and Kelly Carson, Taylor and Kristen McKinnon, young folks out of Flagstaff, Ariz.

About 13,000 people float the San Juan each year (of those, half are private, the other half commercial). Private boaters obtain permits from the BLM in Monticello, Utah, on a lottery basis; commercial companies are allotted so many launches a year.

A decade ago, Sand Island campground was one of the best-kept secrets in the Four Corners. You could camp for a night, or a week, and chances are no one would notice. There were no fees, or toilet paper either — a small price to pay for freedom — and no volunteers in uniforms to come over with clipboards and pencils to ask you how you are doing.

The government manages all aspects of the river, or tries to. It measures stream flows, fish numbers and movements, makes sure campground assignments are adhered to and campgrounds are left clean.

In order for the river to support the number of recreationists who use it, it must be managed. Still, old Ed Abbey turns in his grave, disturbing the work of the worms.

A short San Juan primer

In a desert land of sand, wind, rock, and heat, a river is a precious thing. Imagine Bluff under water, from cliff to cliff. It was, back in ancient times, during the Pleistocene — more than a mile wide. The San Juan was a vastly different river then. It still flowed out of the southern San Juan Mountains in Colorado, fed by the Piedra, the Blanco, and the Navajo; down into New Mexico, where it was and is joined by the Animas and La Plata, through Farmington and Shiprock, up through the Four Corners, where the Mancos River joins the orchestra. Then it turns northwest, its northernmost point near Bluff, and then southwest and west until it becomes the San Juan arm of Lake Powell just below Clay Hills, where river-runners take out.

There it resembles nothing of the vibrant San Juan of a mere 50 years ago. Now, the river at Clay Hills reminds us of Bogie and Hepburn, arduously poling the African Queen along that sluggish stretch of the Ulonga-Bora River.

An ancient people, about whom we have only the vaguest notions, hunted mastodons along the banks of the San Juan; there were camels, and greatwinged birds, and the world along its course was a very different world than the one we see from the comforts of our floating Hypolon vessels, replete with stoves, toilets, coolers (full of beer, we hope), water containers, modish river sandals, sarongs, umbrellas, and orange life jackets.

The first human habitation of the San Juan country began about 14,000 years ago. The world was a wetter, cooler place; the flora and fauna were different; the San Juan country was verdant, abundant.

One Clovis site was found on Lime Ridge, where early hunters killed mastodons, gigantic (10 feet tall) precursors to the modern elephant.

Sitting atop Lime Ridge, I try to imagine what it must have been like, the hunters watching the big animals lumbering along Comb Wash. There were no high-powered rifles with scopes, where the hunter could sit off 200 yards and shoot. No, Clovis hunting was up close and personal, close enough to smell the animals and feel their hot breath, the great curled tusks, the enormous tramping feet.

Evidence, albeit sparse, of Archaic occupation (6500 B.C to 1 A.D.) has been discovered in the San Juan basin. These hunter-gatherers probably followed a routine, closely attuned to the seasons, of living off the flora and fauna provided them.

The Ancestral Puebloans (Anasazi, as they are popularly known) were the first humans to establish permanent communities in San Juan country. Numerous testaments to their habitation, as exhibited in surface sites, can still be found. The most noted of all these are the cliff dwellings, the most dramatic of which can be found at Mesa Verde. Many less-dramatic cliff dwellings can be found throughout southeastern Utah.

The Anasazi were farmers, probably the most successful (judging by the many food-storage sites they left behind) of any group that has ever lived along the San Juan. At the pinnacle of their existence they were a prosperous people. In 1000 A.D. there were many more people living in southeastern Utah than there are today.

The archaeologists tell us that the Anasazi were gone by about 1300 A.D. Did other tribes move in and drive them out? Or were they driven out by climate changes? No one is certain.

As the Anasazi removed themselves from San Juan country, Navajo (Diné), Paiute, and Ute people moved in. The largest of these groups was the Navajo. They made their homes along the south bank of the San Juan, with Ute and Paiute to the north.

For all of its meandering, the San Juan weaves approximately the same route for thousands of years; people’s relationship to it, from Paiute to Mormon, has been less precise.

An untamed menace

In 1859 the U.S. government sent a scientific expedition to study the San Juan Basin. Soon geologists such as John Newberry began to discover its importance. Richard, John and Al Wetherill penetrated the area in search of archaeological sites. Scientific exploration of the San Juan Basin put it on the world map.

Bert Loper signed on as head boatman for the Trimble Expedition, which surveyed the San Juan from Bluff to Lee’s Ferry on the Colorado.

The first permanent Anglo-American settlement of the San Juan country came in the form of the Mormon pioneers. After enduring incredible hardships, the Hole-in-the-Rock group stumbled into Bluff in 1880.

The Mormon, Gentiles and Indians competed for rangeland. There was squabbling about land use; the Mormons felt that the Navajos should stay on their reservation south of the river, while the Navajos believed they should have use of their traditional grazing grounds north of it.

Here we see the river not only as an essential resource but as a boundary. To many it was a menace, untamed and unmanageable. Mormon attempts to farm by using the river water in irrigation ditches eventually failed. Seasonal fluctuations in the river wiped the sandy ditches out in spring and left them dry in the critical months of July, August and September. The Mormons eventually abandoned the San Juan and moved to the high country, where present-day Blanding is located.

Today, below Bluff, the San Juan River forms the northern boundary of the Navajo Reservation. The BLM manages the river, its uses and permits. Although the Navajo Nation also issues permits for the San Juan, this process is not enforced and many boaters, both private and commercial, continue to camp along the reservation shores, sans Navajo Nation permits. Over the years there has been a fair amount of dissension between boaters and Navajos downstream from Bluff.

A bleak future?

The Federal Water Powers Act of 1920 signaled the end of the San Juan as a free-flowing river, as it paved the way for the construction of Navajo and Glen Canyon dams, the former in New Mexico, the latter at Page, Ariz. Glen Canyon and Navajo dams serve several purposes: hydroelectric power generation (Glen Canyon), sediment control, flood control, irrigation, and recreation.

At one point proponents planned a dam below Bluff, near the mouth of Chinle Wash. Had they built it, Bluff would be under water today.

There are agricultural demands along the river south of Navajo Reservoir to Bluff. But between Sand Island and Clay Hills there is no farming, thus no irrigation. The water taken out of the San Juan is taken out above Bluff.

Below Grand Gulch, where much of the river’s sediment is deposited, the river becomes braided, and boaters often must push, pull, and drag their boats along the sandy bottom.

The question of sustainability of the San Juan Basin is critical. As you travel through northern Arizona and come upon the small Navajo community at Cameron, you may see a sign marking the passage of the Little Colorado, once an important stream cutting through the vast desert country. You will notice no water in it. It is dead. And much has died with it.

I asked Doug Ross, veteran river guide and son of the late Kenny Ross, what he thought of the San Juan’s future, considering increased water demands and the ever-tightening drought cycle. “Bleak,” he said.

Multiple demands

In the last decade of the 20th Century it appeared that efforts to build the Animas-La Plata project south of Durango had been defeated, but as a last act President William Clinton signed legislation providing the funds to build it. This project will satisfy Ute demands for water promised them by treaty; it will provide for expansion of Durango southward; it will also take water out of the San Juan.

The Navajo Nation is negotiating with the city of Gallup, N.M., to sell part of the tribe’s water rights. Gallup and Farmington are the two fastestgrowing cities in New Mexico.

In 2003, during the historic drought that gripped much of the West, the water level in Navajo Reservoir sank lower than it had been when the reservoir was first filled. Releases from Navajo Dam had to be slashed — bad news for the trout fishery below the lake. But fish are a minor concern relative to many other water uses.

Two major drains on the San Juan River are the 1,800-megawatt San Juan Generating Station and the 2,040- megawatt Four Corners Power Plant, both of which use water for cooling.

In 2003 the San Juan Generating Station cut back its water use from 24,200 acre-feet to 22,000 acre-feet. The Four Corners Power Plant uses 15,000 to 20,000 acre-feet a year. In an extreme drought, officials say, there might not be enough water for the plants to operate unless other waterusers cut back severely.

New Mexico’s explosive growth is sucking water from the San Juan as well. Under an interstate agreement, the state is entitled to a portion of the flow of the upper Colorado River because the San Juan, a tributary of the Colorado, runs through New Mexico. Under the San Juan-Chama Project, up to 110,000 acre-feet of San Juan water is diverted from upper tributaries of the river into the Rio Grande basin, transported via tunnels gouged through the Continental Divide. The water flows to the city of Albuquerque, to the city and county of Santa Fe, to the Middle Rio Grande Conservancy District for irrigation, and to numerous other smaller entities.

Settling Navajo claims

Then there is the massive Navajo Water Rights Settlement to be considered. Passed by the Navajo Nation Council in December 2004, the settlement agreement would grant eventual control to the Navajo Nation of 56 percent of the San Juan Basin’s diverted water supply, a total of 606,040 acrefeet annually.

The settlement agreement, prompted by a 1975 lawsuit, was designed to resolve historic Navajo Nation waterrights claims without litigation. Negotiations to resolve the issue were begun in 1993; a tentative settlement proposal was reached a decade later.

The agreement includes more than $850 million in infrastructure for a massive, rural water-supply system to bring water to the Navajo reservation. A pipeline is planned that would run from the Nenahnezad area to the city of Gallup, N.M., 100 miles south.

The San Juan Settlement Agreement was signed by the state of New Mexico and the tribe on April 19, 2005. Now it faces a lengthy struggle to obtain funding from Congress.

Critics of the settlement say the San Juan is already over-allocated, but proponents argue that the project will bring water to arid, impoverished areas. It is also expected that the Navajo Nation will sell or lease some of its water rights for projects such as the proposed $2.2 billion coal-burning Desert Rock Power Plant near Burnham, N.M.

Make a difference

The Wild Rivers Expeditions group had returned from its trip with the Fountain Valley kids. I sat around a table at Wild Rivers’ headquarters listening to guides and other company members. They described the enthusiasm and intelligence of the international students, their awe-struck impressions of the river canyons, the archaeology, the breathtaking beauty.

Education has always been a key part of the Wild Rivers experience. These young people, breathing fire with every breath, agree on one thing: By emphasizing environment, ecology, and intelligent use, they can make a positive difference in the river’s future.

Sustainability of the San Juan River is crucial to those who live and visit here. It would be tragic if, because we humans could not meet our water demands, the San Juan would have to be sacrificed, as has the Little Colorado.

Gail Binkly contributed to this article.

Published in May 2006

Diné poets share art with students

In April four Navajo (Diné) poets were invited to the Fourth Annual Celebration of Diné Authors for a week-long program at Rough Rock High School and a community event: Orlando White, Esther Belin, Velencia Tso-Yazzie, and Sherwin Bitsui.

The purpose of the program, organized by Barney Bush (Shawnee), who teaches Native American Philosophy and Logic at Rough Rock High School, was to expose students in this rural Navajo Reservation community to the art and work of these accomplished writers.

“In the community of poets and writers, these writers are recognized,” Bush said, “but here on the Navajo Reservation they are practically unheard of.”

DINE POETSThree of the four authors spent their childhood on the Navajo Reservation; the fourth, Esther Belin, grew up in urban Los Angeles, but has returned to her community. The other three have moved to urban areas, but all maintain strong connections to their Diné homeland.

As I rode my moto south down Highway 191, I had but one thing on my mind: pie and ice cream. There’s a café in a little waterhole named Mexican Water on Highway 160 that’s a favorite of mine. The friendly waitresses there know how I like my pie: hot, Hot, HOT!, with vanilla ice cream on top. I was hoping for cherry, but settled for a slice of pecan, and was not disappointed.

I picked up 191 again, straight south, down through the beautiful redrock country around Round Rock, where a sandstone whale looms out of the desert. Near dark I arrived at Rough Rock, as out-of-the-way as any place on “the Rez.”

As I walked into the school gym a Navajo lady was singing a folk song from the ’70s, belting out the chorus, strumming an acoustic guitar. Bitsui came over and greeted me; I took a seat next to White.

A graduate of Red Mesa High School and the College of Eastern Utah-San Juan Campus, White is now receiving his bachelor’s degree from the Institute of American Indian Arts (IAIA) in Santa Fe and will leave this fall for an MFA program at Ivy League Brown University. The four writers had just finished the third day of their program at the school.

I asked White about his expectations going into the program:

“I thought it was a great opportunity for me,” he said. “I want to teach someday and my favorite group is high-school students. I remember my high-school experience and it wasn’t that great. I think I read one book in high school and I don’t remember what it was. I am really proud to have an opportunity to come to Rough Rock and share what I’ve learned.”

It is difficult to imagine the lives of these young Navajo students. Even though I live on the northern edge of the Navajo Reservation and see these young people on a daily basis, I have little insight into their lives, their thoughts, their sense of worth.

I’ve worked with them in a variety of programs in the arts, education and humanities, and when you get to know them you’re always impressed at how intelligent and insightful they are. Many seem as closed as stone but beneath the surface there is often a surprise. The secret is empowerment. Young people need to know it is all right to write about their feelings.

“There was this one kid,” White said, “and he came up to me and said he liked my stories. He talked about how his mom found his poems and stories he had written about death and suicide and love, and his mom took him to a psychiatrist and he was put on medication. I think my stories helped him understand that it’s OK to write about these things.”

Students’ exposure to the outside world comes largely through television, shopping trips to Farmington, N.M., one weekend a month, and visits to family members who have moved to the big city (Phoenix, Albuquerque , Flagstaff, Tucson).

Barney Bush introduced Bitsui, who, like White, grew up in northern Arizona, near White Cone, west of Ganado. He graduated from the IAIA program with an associate’s degree and matriculated at the University of Arizona, where he received a BFA, and published his first book of poetry, “Shapeshift,” three years ago.

He is perhaps the most popular young Navajo poet in the world today. He has given readings in South America, Europe, Canada, and coast to coast in the United States.

Here’s a stanza from “Shapeshift”:

He sings an elegy for handcuffs,
whispers its moment of silence
at the crunch of rush-hour traffic,
and speaks the dialect of a forklift,
lifting the cedar smoke over the mesas
acred to the furthest block
— “Atlas”

“We (artists) all collaboratively worked together,” Bitsui said. “We talked about our experiences as Diné writers. All of us have moved off of the reservation so it was a kind of a homecoming for us.

“Navajo students have problems in the family and in the community,” Bitsui continued, “and a lot of literacy issues are pandemic on the reservation. I hope our experience here gives the students a sense of writing. A growing number of young writers are learning the importance of writing.”

Tso-Yazzie, who lives and teaches in Santa Fe, originally hails from Chinle, Ariz., 30 miles or so from Rough Rock. I asked her about the students she worked with during the week:

“We were working on a play, and these two students, both of whom seemed very hard-core, came up and volunteered to be part of the program. They wrote some really wonderful pieces, and it truly amazed me that these kids can write such beautiful things with the hard lives they live. As a result of writing, these kids are going through a healing process. I hope my presence there helped expose them to the writing world.”

Belin, a mother of four and a graduate of UC-Berkeley, has studied writing at IAIA, and currently teaches “Native American Support and Culture” at Durango (Colo.) High School. She is the author of “From the Belly of My Beauty.” At a ceremony that night she gave copies of her book to some of the students involved in the program.

And wail
my anger trapped in my own brain cells
the thought behind the unspoken
is more than
what rolls off the tongue
—“Sending the Letter Never Sent”

“I think I learned that there are a lot of things that need to happen with the Navajo kids,” Belin said. “There’s a lot of mismatch between their lives as Navajos and the bigger world. There are a lot of rough edges and frayed spirits out here.

“We’re all natural writers, I think. We can all overcome obstacles. I think we, as artists, modeled for them that ‘survival of the fittest’ mentality. As a culture we have been strong enough mentally and physically to survive this long.”

Programs in the arts, education and humanities work. Exposing the students to writers, visual artists, dancers, musicians and dramatists allows them the opportunity to express themselves, to be who they are.

Rub the magic lantern and the genie emerges.

Published in May 2006

59th District contest heating up: Deitch battles ‘smear’ as he tries to petition onto primary ballot

Durango attorney and environmentalist Jeff Deitch is a man determined to have his way with voters in the 59th legislative district — at least through the Democratic primary in August, when, if things go as hoped, he’ll face off against the one candidate for state representative the party assembly has already chosen, Joe Colgan.

The winner earns the chance to face Republican Ellen Roberts in the general election.

JEFF DEITCHDeitch at first considered trying to get on the ballot through the party’s caucus process, but then announced he would petition his way onto the ballot instead. One thousand valid signatures must be turned in to election officials by May 25, and the candidate thinks he has a good shot at making the deadline.

“We’re off to a good start and circulating petitions in all four counties (Archuleta, La Plata, Montezuma and San Juan) — every day we’ve got people out there,” said Deitch, adding that one difficulty is catching people at home when he goes door to door.

Seeking signatures of registered Democrats presents an opportunity to hear voter concerns he might not have otherwise, Deitch explained.

“You learn the needs in Montezuma County are different in many ways than the needs in Archuleta County in many ways,” he said. “It’s a good opportunity to talk to people personally.”

Former Durango councillor Colgan was nominated at the Democratic assembly last month to run for the seat, now held by term-limited Republican Mark Larson. Deitch and his supporters have accused Colgan’s campaign team of spreading rumors about his professional standing and other ad hominem attacks to foil his primary bid.

JOE COLGANIn a recent interview, Deitch discussed his decision to go the petition route and what he sees as a “smear campaign” designed to prevent him from getting on the ballot.

Deitch said 75-year-old Democratic party activist Hank Buslepp of Pagosa Springs informed him in January that Colgan supporter Joan Cornell had called to urge him not to support Deitch because, she said, he’d been “reprimanded several times by the bar,” an allegation Deitch says is patently false.

“I’ve never been reprimanded by anyone for anything ever,” Deitch said. “I said, ‘Gosh, this was the sort of thing I was expecting from the Republicans but certainly not from my own party,’ and (Buslepp) said, ‘Get used to it’.”

Colgan refused to sufficiently disavow such tactics, Deitch charges, instead only responding that he hadn’t made any such statement after Deitch broached the subject at a Democratic meeting attended by Cornell and Colgan.

Deitch said Cornell’s response in a subsequent Durango Herald article that there is a difference between an organized smear campaign and a casual conversation was absurd.

“So if you say it casually enough, it doesn’t count?” he said. “This is a direct attack on my professional ethics and this affects my career, because elected or not elected, I’m still an attorney.”

He said a March letter from Colgan supporter Jim Callard published in local papers was another example of such personal attacks.

In that letter demanding he withdraw from the race, Callard compares Deitch to George Bush and calls him a “divider, not a uniter,” an “immature kid” and a “spoiler” for deciding to petition his way onto the ballot rather than go through the caucus process, which Deitch has repeatedly criticized as failing to reflect true voter preference, and instead guaranteeimg control by party insiders.

Colorado is one of only two states that still use a caucus system in which neighborhood precinct meetings are held to determine whose supporters will attend county, district and state assemblies where the candidates are then nominated. A candidate must get support from at least 30 percent of the assembly delegates to get on a primary ballot.

“. . . Deitch attacked all the volunteers from four counties that spend their time and effort making sure the caucus and assembly process work,” Callard wrote.

Indeed, Deitch does have harsh words for the selection process.

“The caucus system as it’s being used is a farce,” he said. “It has nothing to do with the democratic process — I defy you to find three people who could explain the caucus system to you — and I wouldn’t be one of them — because it doesn’t make a bit of sense. It’s a way for good-old-boy politics to keep its hold on things because (most voters) don’t understand it.

“At least with a petition, people are affirming they want this guy on the ballot — they want the party to have a choice.”

Responding to Deitch, Colgan last week defended the caucus system.

“It favors anybody that wants to get involved at the grassroots level,” he said, but admitted he wasn’t totally clear himself on exactly how Democrats are informed of the precinct meetings.

“It may be mostly through the newspaper — I don’t remember getting a specific notice through the mail,” he said, adding that the Democratic party tries to educate voters about the caucuses by encouraging them to participate. “It’s such an open process — anybody who says there’s an attempt to exclude anybody — they do it by their own volition,” Colgan said.

“This is not a spectator sport,” he added. “Whether you like it or you don’t, that’s the system we’ve got in place — unless you’re involved in the process, what you do from then on is just affirm someone else’s decision.”

When asked if he would disassociate himself from Cornell’s alleged remark about Deitch being reprimanded by the bar, Colgan said, “I don’t know Jeff Deitch well enough to do that.

“All I can tell you is I know who he’s talking about and I asked this question directly to her — she said, ‘I did not do that’,” he said. “His saying that I’m trying to conduct a smear campaign on him simply isn’t true.”

Regardless of all the lawyer jokes and regular Republican attacks on trial lawyers as Democratic stooges, Deitch believes that his occupation could actually be a plus with voters.

“There are some people out there who think it’s a very good thing,” he said, including those who want their state representative to be able to support litigation to stop the Wolf Creek Village, a proposed project that would create a city of 10,000 in one of the most pristine parts of the San Juan Mountains near Pagosa Springs.

Deitch highlighted what he sees as the significant policy differences between him and Colgan, whom he accused of being pro-development during his tenure on the Durango council.

“Everyone has their number-one issue, but I’ll just say the most glaring differences are these.

“Do you know how much more of Durango got paved, how many more units got approved (during the time Colgan was on the council)?,” he asked. “One thing he didn’t get away with was River Trails Ranch — 800 units in the Animas Valley. People were just grieving over that and he voted for it,” Deitch said.

Colgan later conceded that he hadn’t reflected the “will of his constituents,” but maintained his vote was “legally appropriate.”

Deitch also lambasted Colgan for supporting the Three Springs development in Grandview east of Durango, where 2300 residential units plus commercial space have been approved for development along with the new Mercy Medical Center about to open.

The resulting traffic is going to create terrible congestion in the area, Deitch predicted.

“All you’ve done in Three Springs is put 8,000 people and 12,000 cars out in Grandview on Highway 160 that can’t handle the traffic it has now,” he said, “and Farmington Hill is close to becoming an intersection that is not viable. And what about the impact on downtown Durango and the impact on wildlife?

“I think Three Springs was a huge mistake, and if that’s (Colgan’s) environmental vision, then it speaks for itself.”

“I don’t see that (Colgan) has associated himself in any way with environmentally conscious projects and his votes on the city council reflect that,” he said. “I think he has a vision of suburbanization, or urbanization, and I don’t.

“I have a vision of maintaining a largely rural area because that’s the only way to save it from being ruined.”

“We have to preserve agriculture . . . we can do a whole lot more in the region to feed ourselves and we have to, because you can’t truck in food with gas at five or six dollars a gallon for trucks.”

Uncontrolled growth in the district is also causing air and water quality to deteriorate, yet the state legislature has done little to address that.”

Readers interested in signing or circulating petitions to get Deitch on the primary ballot can call Deitch in La Plata County at 259-2474 or Deborah Karn in La Plata County at 385-6721, Denise Rue Pastin in Archuleta County at 731-9672, or Greg Rath in Montezuma County at 533-9019. His web site is www.jeffdeitch.com.

To get in touch with the Colgan campaign, see www.electjoecolgan.org.

Published in May 2006

Marking 100 years of the Antiquities Act

The tower rises on the cliff, elegant as any European castle, even after standing a thousand years.

“There may have been more people living in the Four Corners in 1250 than there are now,” says LouAnn Jacobson, manager of Canyons of the Ancients National Monument and the Anasazi Heritage Center.

SUSAN THOMASWow! That’ll make a person catch her breath, not from the climb up the mesa to the tower, but because she realizes whole cultures existed in the Four Corners before anybody thought of her.

She has time to ponder that thought because of a unique conservation law, the Antiquities Act of 1906. Signed by Teddy Roosevelt 100 years ago, the Antiquities Act made possible an organized effort to preserve America’s important cultural and natural resources.

Under this law, the President of the United States may declare as national monuments “historic landmarks, historic and prehistoric structures, and other objects of historic or scientific interest situated on lands controlled by the Government of the United States….”

The Antiquities Act came about for several reasons, according to Dr. Larry Baker, executive director of the San Juan County Archaeological Research Center and Library at Salomon Ruins in Bloomfield, N.M.

Formal interest in conservation began with the Lewis and Clark expedition. At that time, people focused preservation efforts on the East. After the Civil War, they began taking an interest in cultural and natural resources in the West. Newly created organizations like the U.S. Geological Survey and the Bureau of American Ethnology grew concerned about protecting these sites.

In 1900, President Theodore Roosevelt saw the need for a quick way to set aside important sites without wrangling protective bills through Congress. He asked for the power to create national monuments.

“The first was Devil’s Tower in Wyoming,” says Terry Nichols, park ranger at Aztec Ruins National Monument in Aztec, N.M. “The second was El Morro, in New Mexico. Chaco Canyon was the fifth.” Aztec Ruins made the list in 1923, Canyons of the Ancients in 1999.

Canyons of the Ancients may have been late to the list of national monuments, but its cultural resources are unmatched in the country.

“We have the highest site density in the United States,” explains Jacobson. “About 110 archaeological sites per square mile in some parts of the monument.”

The Antiquities Act provided penalties for people caught vandalizing cultural and historic sites on federal land. And it did one more thing.

“The basic legislation doesn’t just set aside lands for no reason,” emphasizes Paul Reed, preservation archaeologist for the Center for Desert Archaeology in Tucson, Ariz. “(Land) is set aside to be studied in a scientific framework to lead to an understanding of …how to conserve (it.”)

Under the Antiquities Act, anyone excavating on federal land must obtain a research permit. “They would submit a research design,” explains Baker.

“They would need to spell out how much they would excavate, and why,” adds Jacobson. “They would have to show a curation agreement to demonstrate how artifacts and excavation records would be preserved in a museum.”

Besides research guidelines, the Antiquities Act spawned further conservation legislation and policy. The 1916 Organic Act created the National Park Service. “The National Park System grew quite a bit, after that,” says Nichols.

The Historic Preservation Act of 1966 supplemented the Antiquities Act, as did the National Environmental Policy Act of 1969, the Archaeological Resources Protection Act of 1979, and The Native American Graves Protection and Repatriation Act of 1990. Each regulation further expanded and clarified the Antiquities Act.

States and municipalities use these federal laws to develop protection for sites in their jurisdictions, according to Baker. Some of these local statutes also guide research and resource development, such as subdivisions and gas exploration, on private lands.

“I think most of the archaeological research in the country relies on these laws,” muses Reed.

Very true. The Antiquities Act profoundly affected archaeology as a scientific discipline. To explain how, the Anasazi Heritage Center in Dolores has opened an exhibit called “Archaeology Grows Up: 1906-2006.”

“At the turn of the (20th) Century, archaeologists collected whole pieces,” says Jacobson.

Museums fought over artifacts. Researchers ignored small objects and didn’t take field notes.

That changed in the 1930s when Chicago’s Field Museum sent Martin to the Lowry Pueblo near Cortez. He took notes, and worked with an architect to discover the pueblo’s layout.

Next, archaeologists began paying attention to artifact layers in individual rooms, noting relationships of objects.

That led them to examine how rooms related within a community.

Today, the National Science Foundation and Washington State University have developed The Village Project. Archaeologists across regions examine how communities interacted. Researchers at Aztec and Salmon ruins, Chaco Canyon, and Canyons of the Ancients have joined this project.

“Archaeology Grows Up” includes many items that show this evolution, including some borrowed from the Field Museum and the Lowry dig. Other artifacts come from the collections at the Heritage Center. The exhibit contains historic photographs of digs around Canyons of the Ancients.

“People will see a nice variety of things. We have every kind of site,” says Jacobson. “Hunter gathers, pit houses, field houses, pueblos with 400 rooms. There’s limited evidence of paleo Indians from 10,000 B.C. “

She pauses. “And there’s still a lot to learn. With the Village Project we’re looking at the larger picture, of how people interacted with the landscape.”

The Antiquities Act of 1906 will ensure that the research goes on, for scientific advancement, recreation, and many other things.

“These are places where we can connect with people who passed before us,” says Nichols. “We can connect with ourselves.”

“It’s not about sites, it’s about cultural values,” adds Baker. “Preserving our national and world heritage.”

Published in May 2006

Saving the world one step at a time

Listening to the news yesterday, I had that uncomfortable feeling of needing to “do something” to get us out of the plight we seem to have found ourselves in. Being fully confident in my ability to influence people, I decided I should just write a letter or two; if worded well and sent to the right folks, clearly I could make a difference. I would be rational and convincing, and then, the receivers of these letters would slap their foreheads at their own stupidity and stop what it is that I am asking them to stop.

So, I mentally began to compose my correspondence… “Dear Mr. Bin Laden …may I call you Osama?” and “Mr. Bush, just a note from a concerned citizen…” I then went on (mentally of course) to ask the two of them to stop this silly nonsense and let’s all get on with our lives.

When my boys seem relentless in their battling, the voice of reason (mine) will eventually break through their anger-induced fog and they can settle their differences and move on. I remind them they were once friends and probably will be again and that seems to settle the disagreement. Why wouldn’t it work for the big boys too?

In the next moment, one of utter clarity, I realized that my letters, no matter how well worded, probably wouldn’t do that rmuch good. So, I tuned out NPR and tuned in to the Partridge Family.

As I rocked out to the beloved voice of David Cassidy (aka Keith Partridge), reminiscing about days gone by when life was simple and all we had to worry about was whether the family would make it to their concert on time, I wondered what I could do to help. Remember when the Partridges were on their way to yet another sold-out concert and they ran into the runaway teenage girl who just wanted to get home to her grandmother? They took her a few hundred miles out of their way to Albuquerque. No inconvenience was too great in the name of helping another human being. Plus, they got a great song out of it.

But I’m not on tour, I don’t sing and I’m not as debonair as David Cassidy. So how do I have the ability to improve this world?

Jump ahead a few hours. I went to a friend’s last night; a couple of us were there. This woman is heading to court to finalize a wretched divorce and life is hard. We helped her decide what to wear — earrings, blouse, bra. We properly badmouthed the soon-to-be-ex and told our friend she was beautiful, strong and competent. We made jokes about what she could say on the stand. We laughed through the tears.

Today, while she is in court, I will take her children. I will make sure they have a fun afternoon, enjoy a good dinner and know that they, too, are beautiful and much loved (not a hard task since I adore these kids). By taking them, I ensure my friend has one less thing to worry about for the day.

I am happy to do these things; it wouldn’t cross my mind not to. But another friend said, “You have no idea how much you are doing for her. Thank you.”

The proverbial light bulb went on. My letters to my pen pals Osama and Mr. Bush may do no good whatsoever. Chances are, they won’t even get written, much less read. I can’t walk into the capital and say, “Here’s what you can do to make life better for all of us.” I can’t shell out millions of dollars for AIDS research, I can’t single-handedly rebuild the southeastern United States and I can’t prevent an attack on Iran.

But I can help my community. I can offer my hand whenever someone asks, or better yet, before someone asks. I can give a child a little extra love and tell a woman she’s amazing when she’s feeling anything but. I can make a meal for a family having a hard time and I can take baby clothes to an expectant couple. Although these things may not seem like much, they sure give me that feeling of “doing something.”

When you feel frustrated, hopeless, ineffectual, just ask yourself…

“What would Keith Partridge do?”

Suzanne Strazza lives in Mancos.

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