Back to My Old Stomping Grounds
Thank you to the Altacal Audubon Society for the invitation and warm welcome last week. It was great to be back in Chico, where I attended college during the late 1960s.
Thank you to the Altacal Audubon Society for the invitation and warm welcome last week. It was great to be back in Chico, where I attended college during the late 1960s.
In preparation for the release of my new book in March, we’ve moved my author blog to steventcallan.com.
The recent killing of Hwange National Park’s beloved icon, Cecil the Lion, has brought to mind a number of outrageous poaching incidents that occurred right here in California—all of them inside national parks, state parks, or wildlife refuges.
One of the more disheartening, sometimes discouraging, aspects of a wildlife officer’s job is dealing with injured, orphaned, or imprinted wildlife that cannot be released back into the wild. Wildlife rehabilitation facilities, most of them operated by dedicated volunteers, are generally equipped to care for birds and small mammals, but not for large potentially dangerous carnivores such as bears, mountain lions, and exotic big cats.
Kathy and I are on the road again with Badges, Bears, and Eagles. We’re having a ball!
It was a thrill and a great honor to recently receive the “Best Outdoor Magazine Column” award from the Outdoor Writers Association of California for the second year in a row. It was an added honor to win a first-place award for an article I wrote entitled “America Needs Parks Now More Than Ever.”
In late April, before summer set in, Kathy and I decided to spend a few days in the land of blistering sands and sharp thorns. I had worked in the California desert during my early years with the California Department of Fish and Game and remain captivated by the incredible diversity of plants and animals that flourish in this seemingly barren landscape.