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The night before Junior Ranger Day, the Natural Resources division decided to put on our first-ever live evening Bat Chat. This meant that twelve hours before Junior Ranger Day began, we set out into the night in two teams: one team waited at Skull Cave...

Where does your wastewater go? It’s not a question everyone thinks to ask (I certainly never cared to), but it’s an absolutely critical question.  Why am I asking you this? Well, as an environmental science student, I’ve taken a planning class or two, which was really the first...

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Sequoia National Park has a variety of rapid rivers that turn into waterfalls. The waterfalls and rivers are a beauty to behold, but they can be quite treacherous. Yesterday, I had the opportunity to participate in the shore-based swift water rescue training. Ranger Mitch provided...

Over at Petrified Forest National Park, the Interpretation Division has a lot of work to do on the daily. My supervisor, Ricardo Escobar, who is a past Mosaics-In-Science intern has done work with school groups from all parts of the state. As I continue my...

When I started this internship, I knew very little about WNS or white nose syndrome as a whole. All I knew was that it was a very deadly disease that pretty much destroyed most of the big bat colonys all throughout the east....

My grandpa’s favorite saying was, “When you assume, you make an a** out of you and me.” This past week, I learned a costly lesson from making assumptions and it was a hard lesson in what NOT to do. I assumed that my data loggers...

This was an exciting week for flying creatures, big and small! Early this week, Emma and I hiked out to the Bald Eagle nests that we’ve been monitoring. After an hour of slipping on pine cones and trudging up the side of a massive butte, we were disappointed to find...