For all the fame and notoriety that Mineral King has achieved since it was first discovered by deer hunter Harry “Parole” O’Farrell supplying the Hockett Trail crew in 1864, it was the mining era from 1872 to 1881 when the whole world started watching and, by far, the most people came to this magical place. Magic, because as the name implies, nearly every precious mineral is known to exist here but it was silver that caused the local excitement.
The year 2016 marks 30 years since I first visited Mineral King. We all have those life-changing experiences or moments that define our lives. September 26, 1986 — the day I first set eyes on Mineral King — was without question one of mine.
I begin this post-election reflection with a heartfelt thank you. Thanks to all who supported the Elliott for Supervisor campaign financially or by volunteering, attending a fundraiser, or helping put signs up all over the district. I will always treasure the time spent working together and in thoughtful conversation, visualizing what might have been had we won this election.
If the Memorial Day weekend was any indication, Three Rivers residents better start looking forward to September, a time with cooler weather and less water. Thousands of people were in town over the holiday period, some passing through to Sequoia National Park, some using Three Rivers as their base camp for mountain exploration, and a horde of day-users. And things didn’t flow so smoothly.
As you may have heard by now (wink), John Elliott, my partner in crime in this little newspaper venture, is taking his commitment to the betterment of Three Rivers and all of Tulare County to the next level by running for public office.
Happy New Year! Those three little words conjure up so many memories… the highlights of the past year, perhaps? Maybe the New Year’s Eve you remember as your best… the one when you shared a meaningful embrace and a kiss at the stroke of midnight.
As we Boomers age, it becomes more of an evening to enjoy a gathering with family or friends and a nice holiday break from the routine. On my last few New Year’s Eves, I’ve had to be awakened a few minutes before midnight for the ceremonial countdown.
The eyes of the world are on Three Rivers to watch how we handle the Great Bear Influx of 2015. At the request of a local resident concerned about the illegal killings of bears in Three Rivers, an AP reporter spent a couple days in Three Rivers last month, which resulted in a story that hit the news wires Monday, Nov. 9, and was disseminated via print and online newspapers around the nation and worldwide.
It would be difficult to find anyone to say that making a decision as an incident commander during a potential disaster is an easy task. But there needs to be an explanation of how the lessons of past fires and the prolonged drought came into play in managing the Rough Fire.
Now more than ever, it’s critical to examine the behavior of past fires in light of a new historical condition: recurring years of drought and a way more volatile landscape with zero percent moisture.
No, this isn’t another article on the impact of the drought. This is a piece on a more personal subject – something that I have been thinking about lately especially the last couple of weeks. If you have someone who does way too much for you and you take some of those things for granted, this column is for you.
With Sarah out on the John Muir Trail for 28 days I’m thinking about everything she does for others – husband, family (kids and parents), friends, co-workers, community and to generally improve life on this planet.