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Susan Kirks is the woman behind PLAN and the badger advocate at the festival. I read about her online years ago and tracked down her contact information because I thought we might possibly have something in common. She has been working much longer at her much bigger cause to create an open space wildlife corridor in Petaluma, but we still had lots to talk about. She blogs for Petaluma 360 and wrote a fantastic account of Saturday’s event. Today she gets to be a ‘guest blogger’ but since I didn’t exactly ask permission you have to click on the link above and visit her site as well. Okay?

A Great Day for Beavers

by Open.Spaces

Saturday, August 8th, was a great day for Beavers – and for people, too.  The 3rd Annual Beaver Festival was celebrated in downtown Martinez, next to Alhambra Creek.   A walk over the nearby pedestrian bridge that crosses the creek provided a superb view of the beaver dam.  At one point, a green heron came to rest on the dam.  Beavers are nocturnal, so there wasn’t an expectation of a sighting.  What was stunning was the creek, the dam crossing it, the plant life on the creek’s banks, and the amazing quiet and feeling of peace when, just several feet away a lively celebration was in full swing.  It was like stepping from one world into another and then stepping back.  The support for beaver conservation was community wide and very alive.

The Paula Lane Action Network booth was open for Badger talk.  Many people of all ages stopped by to ask, are there badgers here? –  and to learn the story of the Paula Lane Badgers in Petaluma and South Sonoma County.   Others shared their own badger experiences.  A naturalist with the Walnut Creek Open Space Foundation knew of a badger sighting on Mount Diablo several years ago.  More recently, there’s been evidence of some burrowing near Brentwood.  I remembered this kind man from last year.  We’d discussed the benefit of building branch and brush piles among open grassland areas for wildlife cover and habitat.  A woman who used to live in Indiana stopped by and shared she and her dog had come upon a baby badger, covered by leaves, when out on a walk in Indiana many years ago.  “We got out of there very quickly,” she said, knowing the mother badger was probably nearby, possibly out hunting, and would not want to find a woman and her dog near the baby badger!  A young boy stopped by and shared he’s writing a paper about badgers for his 5th grade science class.  I told him I knew a web site that would love to post his paper if he wanted to send it to PLAN.

Next door to the PLAN booth was the Painting Extravaganza.  Frogard Butler, a talented artist, created a backgound mural of the Alhambra Creek area and Beaver Habitat, with nearby local streets.  Children were invited to imagine and creat with colored paints whatever they wanted to add to the mural.   At the end of the day, I went to see the mural.  “It’s very interesting,” the teacher/artist leading the painting process mused.  “They didn’t paint any people.”  Indeed, the mural was filled with all kinds of animals and wildlife, from a mother bird feeding her young in a nest to a nest full of eggs to all kinds of raccoons, skunks and beavers.  A lone scarecrow in a grassy area was the sole human-like expression.

At Noon, children led a procession of a beautifully handpainted Beaver Banner through the festival paths.  Throughout the afternoon, musicians entertained festival goers, culturally diverse and musically joyful.

Also close to the PLAN booth were the Mount Diablo Audubon Society, where adults and families with children shared shifts and talked about the amazing bird life in Contra Costa County; the National Park Service, with a friendly and kind Ranger who knew everything about the John Muir National Historic Monument; and the Burrowing Owl Conservation Network, a grassroots group that organized to protect Burrowing Owl habitat in Antioch, becoming a resource and advocacy group for the species.

Another activity I found charming was – the charm bracelet.  Young people visited festival sites and learned about the beaver and its influence in our environment.  They visited the Friends of Alhambra Creek booth for a dragonfly charm, the Salmon Protection and Watershed Network booth for a salmon charm, the Native Bird Connections booth for the bird charm, the Lindsay Wildlife Museum display for an otter charm, and Worth a Dam’s headquarters booth for the beaver charm – and questions and answers about what they learned – and then the bracelet to link all the charms together – demonstrating the links in the ecosystem.

Heidi Perryman, Cheryl Reynolds, and everyone with Worth a Dam (www.martinezbeavers.org/wordpress) once again organized and provided, really, an incredible venue for wildlife appreciation and environmental education – with lots of fun – in support of the Martinez Beavers.  The Channel 5 evening TV news on Saturday night broadcast the day’s events and, again, elevated appreciation and awareness for Nature and the human place in it.

Isn’t that great and generous writing? Have you clicked on the link yet? Go ahead, I’ll wait. And when you come back I’ll tell you a secret. I am certain Susan became undeservedly fond of me when I told her the story of my childhood neighbor (the first female sheriff in Contra Costa County) throwing a dead stuffed badger over the fence for me to see: 3 year-old Heidi very weirdly decided that this dead fierce creature would become the treasured stuffed animal that I carried around and slept with for years. It was about 4 feet long, had very coarse fur and razor sharp claws. Ahhh. My parents knew better than to let their daughter sleep with a dead animal, but I was inconsolable without it, and my odd attachment prevailed. I am certain that it had an effect on my developing personality because I am told I can be fairly stubborn. (I say tenacious!)  Who ever performed the taxidermy did it very poorly because this particular badger was quite thin and long….I didn’t find out badgers were bunchy and short until I was 22.

Thanks Susan for the great article and the enormous advocacy you have done/are doing. I’m was so happy to see your smiling familiar face at the festival and can’t wait to see the remarkable finished project you will achieve.


Event brochure Interior: Libby Corliss, Graphic Designer

A full house of friendly environmental faces awaits at this weekends festival.  The displays were arranged primarily to keep the wildlife folks under the shade and worth a dam in all four corners.  i think it’s come together fairly well, and have actually come to love how the little park suddenly becomes a crowded market place like something out of the 16th century or a Martinez Renaissance Faire. Music will be played in the center square, (where the notes are) and the procession will walk from east to west to hang the banner over the footbridge. Not sure where the Morris dancers will decide to perform but follow the sound of bells to keep track of them.

We had a great write-up from Bay City News yesterday, and NBC picked it up. A few people told me they heard us announced on KGO and KFOG and I’m very happy about that. In my whimsical moments I imagine that no one will bother coming and I’ll be left sitting alone for 5 hours staring at a pleistocene era beaver skull. But maybe Worth a dam members will occupy ourselves with a massive puppet show with all the donations from Folkmanis for the silent auction. I’m thinking an “Off Broadway production of the town that found a way” or maybe something with an evil lawyer tying beavers to the railroad tracks and a manly hero from Vermont saving them. Now that would be fun.


With five days left to go for our beaver festival, things are either falling into place or ducking for cover. Beaver-friend Susan Kirks wrote a nice article in Petaluma 360 this morning urging attendance, and Jon & I did an interview with a report for the times this weekend. There are tshirts and brochures to fold and final touches for the silent auction to throw together.

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Our young genius (who will begin his sophmore year next month), released episode V yesterday. It’s possible the timing may not have been in honor of our festival, but lets celebrate it just in case.

Oh, and for the worried among us who haven’t seen GQ for a few days, he was seen swimming back from the secondary dam this morning by Jon and Moses. Whew!


From September to November in 2007 I was so alarmed that the beavers were going to be killed I don’t think I did anything but worry and canvas. I remember Jon and I would hang out by the dam on the weekend talking to media and anyone that seemed inclined to listen. When the dynamic unexpected council meeting happened my fears were paused, but not eliminated. I knew that meeting had slowed the tanker, (which was a HUGE achievement) but not yet turned it around. I very much hoped I would get to be on the subcommittee but I thought it was a long shot. I remember realizing that I should ASK to be appointed, which was not a thing I was used to doing. When my request was answered I launched into serious research mode and prepared a reader of articles addressing what I guessed would be the primary concerns for letting the beavers stay: Flooding, Burrowing, Water quality, Fish Passage, Reproduction and Mosquitoes. I made nine copies of the reader with tabs and photos and a spiral binding and distributed it to every subcommittee member that first tuesday night. I still have mine, and I’m very proud of it.

It’s safe to say that I hoped for success, but I always expected to fail.

Things didn’t look any more comforting from my view on the subcommittee. As I moved closer to the inner workings of the council and staff I never felt more reassured. Quite the opposite, I realized more keenly what we were up against. Prejudice and fear were deep, powerful, leviathan beings that lurked at the end of every sentence. The more I advocated the more dangerous I understood the beavers world had become. Those 90 days were as unreal as any I have known; I listened every tuesday to horrific lies and distortions, smiled politely and tried to speak up, doing my best to challenge them with a respectful, cheerful bunch of facts and running in a panic to my ‘beaver experts’ whenever I got in over my head.

During this grueling work, I was invited by Igor Skaredoff of Friends of Alhambra Creek to speak to their group. Mitch Avalon who was also on the subcommittee was running the meeting. Both of these men eventually became great beaver friends, but they didn’t start out that way, and I was anxious about presenting to them. They met in the public works office, which was a grisly omen as far as I was concerned. The room must have had thirty people arranged in a triangle. They were smart biologists and park rangers, some bemused at my beaver-hobby, some supportive and some openly hostile. In those early days I hadn’t yet understood that the very first place to look for beaver friends is the watershed council. (If they aren’t there naturally the smallest nudge of data will usually do the trick.).

The night was actually excellent, I had no slides or video or talk prepared back then. I just spoke about the role of beavers and my work to save them. I remember at the end a lovely woman said such a surprising thing – about my doing so much for them, giving so much time and energy, did I have a thought about why?

I was taken aback. I hadn’t realized I was giving alot, I had just been aware of not doing enough. It moved me greatly and I answered with a swell of feeling. “The beavers gave me a gift. They let me wake up early and find a wilderness 8 blocks from my house. They let me film them and watch their secrets. They gave me something wonderful. I can give them back a year.”

(Yes in those days, I thought I’d be done in a year. ha)

That night I got back into my car in the public works parking lot on Glacier drive and before I put my key in the ignition, paused to reflect on the night. It it hit me. For the first time. We were going to win. It had never really seemed possible before. But that February night I knew that the beavers were going to stay in Martinez and the council would have to accommodate them. I know that Igor and Mitch would eventually be on the side of beavers, and that there would be only one anti-beaver voice left on the subcommittee. The beavers would win. We would win. I would win. And he would lose.

That brief epiphany of success was shocking in a way that I hadn’t expected. I was used to anticipating things going wrong, and the knowledge that they were going to go right was startling but wholesome. It was less like “I always knew it would happen” and more like “Jesus Christ, we’re actually going to win this thing!” It was completely surprising, that little moment under the streetlight in the parking lot.

Not withstanding a council that wouldn’t vote in April, and the cardboard-carrying beaver “expert” invited to refute our findings, or the sheetpile wall or the massive lying that continued, I turned out to be right. We DID win. And to all extents and purposes, it was that night, the night that friends of alhambra creek became friends of beavers, that did it.

I mention this because yesterday I had a similar ‘success’ moment. This time about the festival. I’ve been worried with details and printers and schedules and rentals and contracts. The t-shirts came back from the with no letter and one of our bands looked like they might pull out and the boyscouts might not sell water. But suddenly yesterday, in a brief moment of clarity, I knew that this festival was going to be wonderful. Organized and delightful and bursting with educational fun that would change the way 1000 people saw beavers forever.

It was a nice feeling. You had better come for yourself to see if I was right.

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