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I’m sure you’ve all heard that it was “a sin to kill a mocking bird”?

Well, according to the 9th century middle persian text, the Dadestan Menogit’s a sin to kill a beaver too. A really, really bad one.

The Dadestan is a book of questions that has no known author. The oldest copy is in the British Library from around 1500 but it was retold in oral tradition much, much earlier than that. It’s one of those secondary religious texts that tell you how to live your life according to the Spirit of Wisdom who is repeatedly questioned by a high priest of Zoroastrianism.

Zoroastrianism (also known as Zarathustra) is one of the world’s oldest continuously practiced religions, and probably THE FIRST monotheistic one. It is pre-muslim, pre-Christian, pre-you name it and scholars have argued that constructs like heaven and hell are based on it. In general it is based on the juxtaposition of good and evil in all things.

According to Zoroastrian tradition, Zoroaster had a divine vision of a supreme being while partaking in a pagan purification rite at age 30. Zoroaster began teaching followers to worship a single god called Ahura Mazda.

And before you say you never heard of it, you have too. This iconic introduction is set to the music of Ricard Strasse “Thus Spake Zarathustra“.

Well, of course when the high priest has the spirit of wisdom alone he asks him the obvious question. “You gave me a big list of sins, but of that list, which one is the worst?” A cynic like myself would think this translates as, I’m never ever going to be able to follow ALL of these rules, so give me the top one or two, will you?

And the spirit of wisdom generously produces a “Top list” of thirty three, Some of which you might expect and some extolling the ridicuius don’t be gay philosophy. But I thought you’d enjoy learning about number seven.

Okay it’s true that killing a beaver is only number seven on the list, but it’s SEVEN of THIRTY THREE so that means it’s still a very big deal. In fact it’s the ONLY one on the list that says “Don’t kill”. You are welcome to kill your parents or your wife or that man who bugs you but NO ONE can kill a beaver.

I don’t know if you can read the footnotes there but it basically says that the beaver is mysteriously called “The ANGEL of the waters” perhaps to draw the contrast between it and “The Demon of the waters”- which I was very amused yesterday to read some scholars have argued is the river otter.

According to the Dadestan killing a beaver is such a mighty sin that if it’s committed the only way you can get back in God’s good graces is to kill  a bunch of serpents, which is bad news for the snake people. But come ON, we’re it’s pretty rare news for team beaver.

Maybe the part I like best about this, is the term “water-dog”. Because beaver heads as they swim in the water are very similar to dog hears, just working a LOT LESS HARD.


Exactly what kind of beaver reporter am I? I can’t believe I let you down and didn’t tell you what was happening right now on the missouri river where a dougout canoe called the Belladona Beaver is retracing the steps of Lewis and Clark in magnificent style.

The plucky adventure is the combined effort of author, historian and bush expert Thomas J. Elpel and the great-great-great-great-great grandson of Mr. Meriwether himself who spent a year hollowing out a canoe that from a massive tree (they couldn’t get a cottonwood big enough so used a douglas fur) and are now making their way down the missouri just the way their forefathers did.

Missouri River Corps of Rediscovery #1

Our little fleet consists of three modern canoes plus my dugout canoe, and six men to pilot them down the river—not so respectable as Columbus, Capt. Cook, or Lewis and Clark, but still viewed by us with equal pleasure as we embark on our own journey of discovery.

Scott, Chris, John, Josiah, Adam, and I launched from Missouri Headwaters State Park near Three Forks, Montana on June 1st to begin our six-month voyage downriver to St. Louis. Friends and well-wishers came to see us off, and seven other paddlers joined us for the day in their own canoes and kayaks.

Why??? You might ask when you see how darned much work it took to hollow out this log and get things this far, Why would men forsake their couch and cable TV just to paddle  a journey in a tree.

But WHY NOT is a better question. To follow the footsteps of an ancestor that basically made America as we know it possible. To use your own hands to create a canoe from a tree as heavy as our history. Of course following the footsteps of the beaver. This time literally inside a beaver canoe.


The whole journey is being reported on their website which starts aptly with a quote from the famous Meriwether Lewis journal account. You can follow for yourself here. Not for the feint of heart or timid of hand. But fortune favors the brave and destiny waits for no man. June 11th they posted their third report from the river where they are boldly embracing their history by finding wild morels and catching trout after a full days paddle. Honestly you have to vibrate on a very rare frequency to commit 2 years of your life to this, but I am sure they will learn and see things we can never never understand.

As an example of the need to be made of sterner stuff to than we can hope for – just reading about their first portage getting around the Toston dam makes me queasy.

We never actually weighed Belladonna Beaver the dugout canoe, but optimistically claimed that it weighed 500 lbs. In actuality, four men cannot even lift the front of the canoe, and the total weight might be considerably more. By weighting down the back, lifting the front, and winching from a tree, we succeeded in getting her head out of the water and on the grass. Switching to the next tree, we pulled Belladonna across the grass on PVC pipes as rollers, then towed her forward with a rope from the truck and ultimately used a car jack to get her head high enough to load onto the canoe trailer.

One of the many disadvantages of not using the plentiful cottonwoods of their forefathers is that the wood dries more slowly and probably takes on more water, in addition to being full of knots and very hard to carve. No matter. They are more than men up to the challenge. Let’s hope they see some actual beavers on the journey to capture the spirit more firmly,

I’m sure we’ll be checking in on them again soon. Here is a video if their test run last year on the Maria river.


Beavers are showing in all the best neighborhoods and more and more often people who live creeks and streams know enough to be excited about it. This article is so close to being positive I should have my head examined for being annoyed by it, but it grates like chinese water torture after the 15th day. Especially because it doesn’t even reference what it wrote itself about this issue 5 years earlier!

Maybe we should make a game out of it. Play “spot the line that bothers Heidi” or something and give free tshirts to the winners.

Beavers’ re-introduction to South Bay going swimmingly

Okay stop. The headline already is irksome. Beaver reintroduction is illegal so no one “reintroduced” beavers to the south bay.

A newly discovered den on Los Gatos Creek. Documented sightings of beavers and dams from Sunnyvale to Coyote Creek. Evidence that a new generation of beaver kits is about to be born. It has been a good spring for the South Bay’s recently returned and now blossoming population of buck-toothed river rodents.

On May 24, Ibrahim Ismail, a student and teaching assistant at De Anza College, was conducting a lab with his class on Los Gatos Creek when they discovered the den. This was very near the spot where an individual beaver was captured on a camera-trap in 2014, the first seen on this watershed in a century and half. Ibrahim has spent a lot of time there in recent months.

He says he and his class were looking for tracks in the creekside dirt and watching three beavers swimming up and down in the creek. “And then we found what looked like a mountain of mud and sticks and twigs and large branches,” he says. “And in the back of my mind I’m like, ‘Wow, that really does look like a den.’ But I’ve been up and down this area so many times, and I’ve never seen any new activity.

“And then we saw all three beavers dive, and we could see through the water that they dived under and then crawled into the log pile.”

Okay relax. This is my favorite part of the article. A nice story about someone watching beavers. There’s nothing really annoying. Let’s just bask in the idea that beavers are welcome somewhere they show up. And this, This doesn’t bother me either.

Holmes, whose passion as a fly fisherman led him to found the Friends of Los Gatos Creek, which later became the SPCCC, understands that beaver can dramatically improve the ecology of a creek. That’s why conservationists throughout the region and the state are excited to witness the return of the beaver to watersheds throughout Northern California.

That’s perfect. You should be very happy about this paragraph.

The first colony of beaver to reappear in California set up camp on Alhambra Creek in downtown Martinez in 2010. Since that time many long-absent species including steelhead trout, river otter and mink have returned to the watershed. Holmes says he has witnessed evidence that the dam that was recently discovered on Coyote Creek is having a similar effect.

OW OW OW! The stupid it hurts us it hurts us! It hurts us!

Nasty reporters with their pretend facts and not even checking their OWN newspaper to see what they said before.  Now I know the paper has been purchased and regrouped since then, and changed its name several times but Google is still the same. It was 2007 the first article appeared on our beavers in the Contra Costa Times. You not only got the date wrong by three entire years, but by the birth of 11 entire beavers.

Kate Lundquist began researching the beaver with her colleague Brock Dolman because of the critter’s habit of improving habitat for other riparian species. Lundquist and Dolman, who work at the Occidental Arts and Ecology Center, were at the time working toward the recovery of another totemic California animal, the Coho salmon.

Lundquist had learned that biologists in Oregon and Washington were re-introducing breeding pairs of beaver to creeks and rivers in their states, where they were creating pools that were helping the Coho. No such program exists in California, where beaver re-introduction is not permitted.

“The Coho are blinking out in this state,” she says. “They are very endangered.”

Beaver re-introduction is not allowed in California because for a century it was believed that the beaver was not native to the Sierra, the Coast Range or most of the rest of the state.

Okay, we’re generally happy that a reporter is talking to Kate and talking about salmon. Even though if he had talked to me I could have corrected that 201o thing, and reminded them that they wrote about beavers in the south bay 6 years ago, but okay. As long as the message gets out I certainly don’t have to be the one who tells it.

Lundquist and Dolman, conservationist and wildlife biologist respectively, later proved that was a fallacy in a peer-reviewed study published in the journal of the California Department of Fish and Wildlife, which details evidence of beaver going back more than 1,000 years.

Lundquist says that by the time the two primary surveys of mammals in California were taken in 1937 and 1942, the beaver population had already been slaughtered.

“They had been trapped persistently since the 1700s,” she says, “and when the mountain men arrived in the 1830s, they finished them off.”

Lundquist and Dolman’s paper is a work of “historical ecology.” Its key finding is a piece of physical evidence: an ancient buried beaver dam that was discovered in the Red Clover Valley in Plumas County in the late 1980s. Carbon dating shows that it was built in three phases—the most recent layer in 1850, the layer beneath it in 1730, and the base layer in AD 580.

My mouth keeps opening and closing again.  I want to complain but I don’t even know where to begin. Neither Brock nor Kate were authors on the paper about carbon testing the beaver dam. That was wikipedia Rick, who by the way  started his very own think tank at the time called The Institute  for Historical Ecology which I guess is where you got that name. Kate wasn’t author on the Sierra paper either. But sure, it takes a village, right?

Back in the South Bay, Ismail reports that there may be even more good news. A few weeks ago, while tracking the Campbell colony, he took note of some changes.

“I noticed that one of them has started to grow, and her body’s changing. And we are 90 percent sure that she’s pregnant. So in the next month and a half or so, we should have a new set of kits. And hopefully we’ll be getting some of those on camera.”

Now now, It’s June, And if your rare south bay beaver had kits I’ll bet you all the money in my pocket that they’d be born already. And I’d like very much to know how you can tell the beavers apart so that you are certain this one is ‘bigger’ and not just a different beaver. Of course if they talked to me I could tell them that.  And could tell them our history tracking beaver family dynamics over a decade.

Here’s the thing. It’s very good to have beaver benefits and our nativity work discussed in the news and to get California thinking.  That part I’m very happy about. Never mind that 6 years ago the Mercury News published a story about beavers in San Jose talking about their history in California with lead author Rick Lanman talking about this very subject.

Family of beavers found living in downtown San Jose

SAN JOSE — A family of beavers has moved into Silicon Valley, taking up residence along the Gd yards from freeways, tall office buildings and the HP Pavilion represents the most high-profile Bay Area sighting since a beaver family settled in Martinez in 2006. The discovery of those beavers sparked national headlines when city leaders at first tried to remove them and then backed down after public outcry.

The appearance of the furry mammals in downtown San Jose is believed to be the first in 150 years.

“Whether these beavers came from the bay or Los Gatos Creek, I don’t think we know,” said Rick Lanman, a Los Altos physician who has published scientific papers on California beavers. “As long as we keep improving our environment, we are going to see more recolonization. It is a really cool story.”

Just to clarify. this is the exact same paper talking about the exact same research and being excited about beavers showing up in the South Bay 6 years earlier.

But that’s fine. Tune in next week when the Mercury news reports on the important  new discovery of fire.

I know. I’m too picky. An article that doesn’t frustrate me appeared in the Mt Diablo Audubon Newsletter this month. Let’s end on a friendly note.

 

 


Mondays are hard. Everyone knows that. So what we really need is some kind of enthusiasm-booster chair, to help us see over the dreary week’s work ahead. Okay, you deserve it. Here’s just the thing.

Mickey the Beaver

Mickey the Beaver came into the life of Doris Forbes and her parents in 1939. High school student Jean Yuill found the kit on a sidewalk in Red Deer, Alberta, and happened to bring him to the nearby Forbes home.

The family nursed the injured kit back to health, raising him from when he was only twenty-five centimetres long until he was more than a metre in length.

Can you imagine Mikey’s life? Dressed in doll clothes or pushed in a stroller to a tea party here all the other children ooh and ahh over his curious tail? Doris’ unique pet has been discussed on this site before. There is even a statue dedicated to her in Red Deer Park. Mickey must have been a kind of cash monkey. In this photo he’s posing with a “Dainty white loaf” Beavers, by the way, do not eat bread. It makes them constipated I have heard.

Mickey would come when called by name and would go for swims in the nearby creek, always following the family home. He’d even make dams out of slippers in their home — after the family trained him to stop gnawing at the furniture.

When Doris Forbes was sick, Mickey would go to her bedroom every day to visit — the beaver even caught whooping cough from the young girl. The two were inseparable; Mickey was Doris’s best friend.

“He’s the best pet I ever had, and I love him with all my heart,” she said.

Now that I completely believe. Beavers are very social and personable and a pet orphan is likely to be very demonstrative of affection, because he is missing any. No word yet on what all the trappers of the day, who love to describe beavers as vicious and aggressive, thought of this sweet story. They surely must of heard it because Doris and Mickey were  big news.

When “The Tale of Mickey the Beaver” (The Beaver, December 1941) was published, the Forbes had been raising Mickey for more than two years. This is just one of the stories you’ll find in our online archive of The Beaver, Canada’s History, and Kayak magazines. Using the new online search function, search “Mickey the Beaver” to see even more photos of Doris and her furry friend.

Ahh Mickey I hope you life ended kindly and you got to live in someones pond or something. Searching the Canadian archives looks like fun. Thanks for the rainy day suggestion! There’s even a section just on Voyageurs and lots of info about the fur trade. Just in case readers need  to learn more about this story, here’s a short video of her story and statue by a recent visitor.


On July 3, 1979 I first stepped foot on the Martinez Early Childhood Center as a summer volunteer. The place was huge by my standards, nestled on the other side of Alhambra Creek and centered in an old church that had once been at the foot of the hill. In those days it had an infant program, a preschool and an extended care program taking children from 2 months to 12 years old. I stuck to the older children because I thought babies were even more terrifying.

I was 13 years old.

My summer of volunteering turned eventually into some substitute work then into some part-time work then into a full time job. I became one of the three teachers that ran extended care and worked every day in high school and through my first two years at college and then occasionally when I could. I practiced all the cognitive development I could on the children there, trying out new ideas in my spare time in between giving time outs and making snack. My last summer was right before I started my masters program at San Francisco State. You can bet that  the first time I practiced giving an IQ test  it was with some lucky child at MECC.

I mention this now because the gravity MECC cast upon my life was fairly intractable. All my good friends subbed there, and everyone who worked there became a friend. I’m still friends with the retired director and some of the teachers. Many of the children grew up to be local supporters of the beavers as well or parents of children who come to the festival. The current executive director leads the parade at the beaver festival every year. And yesterday she posted a photo of their creek-side visitor on Christmas Night.

Are you sitting down?

By the way, day care is  half a mile up the creek from the junior high, so these beavers are getting around. He apparently sniffed around the incised bank for a bit and then climbed back down to the creek. Merry Christmas to you, too.

How’s 2019 been so far? Mine is looking so far a lot like 1979.

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