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Tuesday, April 23, 2019

Paying My Own Way


Photo: Fort MacArthur Battery Osgood-Farley, circa 2018

I don't actually consider myself so much a reporter or journalist—mostly because I rarely take assignments.

Most of the places I visit don't know ahead of time that I'll be writing about them. Sometimes I don't even know if any given place will make it to my blog.

It depends on whether I have something to say about it after I go.

I'm primarily a writer. So although many of my posts are photo essays, having pretty photos isn't enough to warrant an entire post. I've got to feel inspired.

And that means I rarely have to worry about fulfilling any promises or meeting any expectations.

I just go do what I want to do—and if it's thought-provoking or fits into the overall narrative of Avoiding Regret, I write about it.

Most often, I don't get comped. I buy my tickets like anybody else. I'm not special.

I like the anonymity of it. It feels like the only way to accurately portray an experience with integrity.

If you're a food critic like Jonathan Gold was, you don't tell the restaurant when you're coming. You hope they don't know what you look like. You try to eat the exact same meal that all the other patrons eat.

Sure, I end up spending a lot of my own money on trips and museum admissions and bus tours and house tours and train rides and such—ones that maybe I could get gratis. Instead, if I'm lucky, I can deduct a fraction of them on my taxes. And if I'm really lucky, I can write about them later and make a little freelance money off the article.

But I always do first and write later.

Sometimes I think I'll probably write about a place—and then I make a visit or take a tour and come up empty. That's why I haven't written about the Biltmore Hotel in Downtown LA. Or the Adventurers' Club of Los Angeles. Pasadena's Bungalow Heaven. Farm Sanctuary. Malibu Temple. The Robinson Helicopters factory. The Tuna Club on Catalina Island.

All these places I've been. All these photos I've filed away. But the words haven't come.

At least, not yet.

Sometimes they do later—and then I'm playing catch-up.

Sometimes it happens when a place is about to close or be demolished. Sometimes it's when somebody dies.

I can't predict it. I just obey the inspiration.

When I must write is when I write.

At least that way, I can keep it on my terms.

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Monday, April 22, 2019

Photo Essay: The Past Lives of Anza-Borrego Desert State Park

Located in the Colorado Desert portion of San Diego’s East County—between the Cleveland National Forest and the Salton Sea—lies California's largest state park, Anza-Borrego Desert State Park.



Most people just go for the superbloom to look at wildflowers and flowering cacti...



...and miss out on all there is to learn about the history of human (and animal) use of the canyons, dry lakes, valleys, and badlands of the area.



Occasional public tours of the Begole Archaeological Research Center reveal the secret lives of Anza-Borrego's first inhabitants, the Kumeyaay...



...how they gathered food...



...and prepared it using groundstones (a.k.a. metate, or mortar)...



...and other tools (e.g. mano, or pestle).



More recent human use of the land is now part of the archaeological record, too, from soldiers stationed nearby during World War II...



...to miners looking for a form of calcium carbonate, calcite, which was used in the Norden bombsight technology to improve bomb-dropping accuracy in the wake of the attack on Pearl Harbor.



Traces of the more common lifestyle of the 20th century everyman can be found in the Begole Archaeology Library, which is open to the public on Tuesdays from 10 a.m. to 2 p.m.



In addition to occasional talks, this non-circulating library also displays rotating exhibits...



...the current one focusing on the Butterfield stagecoach line that ran through Warner Springs and the Carrizo Corridor (now Ocotillo) along the Southern Emigrant Trail.



In The Stout Research Center Laboratory and Paleontology Collection Hall, however, the focus is on non-human animals. 



From modern-day reassembled skeletons of a local mountain lion (Puma concolor) from the early 2000s...



...and a Greater roadrunner (Geococcyx californianus)...



...to examples of the fauna of days gone by, like the fossil cast of a Harlan's giant ground sloth, Paramylodon harlani)...



...and plenty of skulls with jaws of varying sizes...



...you can explore a fraction of what comprises the longest continuous fossil record in North America.



In addition to the ancient and extinct saber-toothed cat (Smilodon fatalis, the California state fossil)...



...there's also the short-faced bear (Arctodus), camels, mammoths, horses and the biggest tortoise you’ve ever seen (Hesperotestudo, a giant relative of the desert tortoise from the Pleistocene).



Their traces have been discovered and catalogued, whether an actual bone (or, say, tooth)...



...or a preserved footprint in prehistoric mud (like that of the large-headed llama, Lamaichnum borregoensis).



In some ways, it feels as though their work has just begun.



A current excavation work in progress is of a mammoth, for which researchers perform precision fossil cleaning with the help of tabletop micro-sandblasters, a dry process also known as "pencil blasting."



Because Anza-Borrego remains undeveloped—and even many of the roads and trails are considered backcountry—new discoveries are coming to light all the time.

And selfishly, I'm glad that most people don't consider the park a major destination outside of the spring wildflower season. Despite its enormous size, Anza-Borrego still feels like a well-kept secret.

I'd kind of like to keep it that way. I'd kind of like to keep it all to myself.

But I'm not very good at keeping secrets.

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Saturday, April 20, 2019

Banned from Boeing? Post-Woolsey Fire Edition (Updated)

[Last Updated 4/23/19 5:12 PM PT—Boeing official response added]

I was excited to celebrate Earth Day by taking a community hike at Santa Susana Field Laboratory, a former rocket engine and energy test center that was both historic and controversial.

I hadn't visited it since I took the public bus tour in 2014.


Photo: circa 1990, U.S. Department of Energy (Public Domain, via Wikimedia Commons)

I'd signed up for several "Rocket Walks" since then, but could never seem to wake up early enough to drive the 50 miles to the Santa Susana Mountains to get there in time for a early start. But today was different, probably because I was particularly curious to see the site in the aftermath of the Woolsey Fire.



But when I was driving up Woolsey Canyon Road towards the Boeing security checkpoint, I was greeted by masked protestors telling me to "turn back."



I stopped and said hello to each group of them, requesting a photo and asking why they were telling would-be hikers not to "support" Boeing by participating in its Earth Day activities. "Give me your pitch," I said.



I, of course, knew the dangers—having already visited five years ago and having (perhaps stupidly) spent time in Chernobyl in 2017. But all they could do was tell me that it wasn't safe—and that if I insisted on going, I should wear a mask (they provided one that's perfectly suitable for dust but not radioactive material), wash my clothes as soon as I got home, and leave my shoes outside the door.



Of course, they're right. And I believed the local woman who told me about her own health issues, as well as those of her daughters. The decades of thyroid cancer, autoimmune diseases, mystery illnesses—it's all pretty well documented.


Photo: Santa Susana Community Tours

In fact, the Santa Susana site is so contaminated that I can't think of a better place to focus on for Earth Day. The event was promoted under the premise of transparency. Boeing supposedly wants to share its progress on the cleanup and update the status of wildlife and vegetation.



Having gotten my attention while so many other cars sped past me with my hazards on, the protestors begged me not to go. I told them not to worry: "They're probably not going to let me in anyway."



Because although I'd received my confirmation email three days ago, when I logged in to double-check the address earlier this morning, I discovered yet another email in my inbox.



This one, from two days ago, read, "We host separate site tours for community members and media representatives.  Since you are a KCET contributor, please follow up with our Environmental Communications focal...so you can schedule a media tour in the future."



I thought that was curious, since I wasn't attending as a media representative and definitely hadn't been assigned a story about the hike or Santa Susana in general. My KCET column is pretty fluffy—goat yoga, coffee culture, superblooms, and the like—and therefore innocuous.

You'd think, anyway.

I replied to their email—but it was so early in the morning, I suspected they might not receive it right away. So, I decided to show up anyway and try to clear up what must've been a simple misunderstanding.

But when I got there, my name wasn't on the list at the security checkpoint. The officers had me proceed past the kiosk and pull my car over.

One called the Boeing rep from Environmental Community Relations on his walkie. When he gave her my name, she responded, "Can you call me?"

When he returned to my car after calling her, he said, "They told me not to let you in."

There was a bit of back-and-forth after that, but it was clear that there was no getting in. So, I turned around and drive back past those protestors.

They nodded knowingly when I said that I was turned away for being "media."

Boeing couldn't possibly be blacklisting me because they didn't want journalists showing up, could they?

I mean, after all, everybody's a blogger or some kind of social media influencer these days. And although my Avoiding Regret readers are loyal, there's not a staggering number of them.

Boeing's confirmation email even encouraged photography and promoted the hashtag #SantaSusanaOpenSpace.

So what are they hiding? What would I, as a writer (or "media" person), pick up on that members of the general public would not?

What didn't they want me to see or hear?

What didn't they want me to tell?

The secret's already out about the Sodium Reactor Experiment nuclear meltdown of 1959 (one of the fourth-worst nuclear accidents in all of history, Ed 4/24/19: Though there's some dispute on how bad it was, and whether it was a meltdown, accident, incident, or intentional release of radioactive material).

And then there's the subsequent illegal disposal of nuclear waste.

What else could there possibly be?

Here's what I know from the internet:
  • The Boeing Company has lined up a number of "third-party allies," including a Pennsylvania-based conservation management organization called North American Land Trust—a 501(c)(3) non-profit that holds a perpetually binding Conservation Easement on the property. 
  • Boeing has been certified by another 501(c)(3) non-profit—a DC area-based conservation organization called Wildlife Habitat Council, which works with corporate landowners to use their holdings in a way that's sensitive to wildlife.
  • Other organizations working with Boeing include Santa Susana Mountain Park Association, San Fernando Valley Audubon Society, Southwestern Herpetologist Society, Pollinator Partnership (which has conducted onsite studies), and the Chumash and Tataviam Native American Tribes. 
  • Boeing isn't the only landowner of the former Rocketdyne site, but it's the only one to commit to permanently conserving its holdings (2,400 acres) as open space. NASA and the Department of Energy have put their parcels up for sale.
  • There has been a movement to establish the site as a National Historic Monument, but no updates are available.
  • Most documents and position statements available online are from 2013-17. There's nothing on the California Department of Toxic Substances Control's SSFL Document Library for 2018. It's hard to know exactly what's happening now and what's been decided—but originally, the SSFL was already supposed to be cleaned up by 2017.
  • The public comment period for the the DTSC's Draft Environmental Impact Report has closed. Not sure when the final report will be released.
Meanwhile, the air quality report from 2Q 2018 shows that concentrations of at least one volatile organic compound—ethylbenzene, a possibly carcinogenic solvent used in the production of styrene—were higher at SSFL than what the EPA recommends for a residential area.

Levels of radioactive particles (a.k.a. radionuclides, like plutonium, radium, and uranium) were tested by collecting samples from glass fiber—but their method of testing introduced interference in all samples, which created a low bias in the results. 

According to publicly available materials, there are two prevailing concepts that are largely informing Boeing's approach to the cleanup:
  1. That the contamination is isolated to the site, and therefore
  2. That the cleanup only needs to be held to the standards of an "occasional use" open space.
And there are two problems with those arguments:
  1. As we know from Chernobyl, radioactive material does, in fact, drift—with wind (which Santa Susana has plenty of), rain, and the resulting runoff. Polluted water pools at the lowest spot, which is both the "Southern Buffer Zone" (where the hike was held) and the neighboring communities below. Tests in surrounding communities have found Rocketdyne-associated contamination in groundwater and soil samples.
  2. People are already living so incredibly adjacent to the SSFL site—not the least of which are two mobile home communities, Summit and Mountainview Estates, both since 1979. A more recent addition includes the "upscale" and "prestigious" residential subdivision of Woolsey Canyon View Estates. The home closest to Boeing's security kiosk is a mere 1.1-mile drive away—or 0.7 miles as the crow flies.
For Boeing's position, you can read their Backgrounder sheet and one-pager on the EIR.

To hear the protestors' side of the story, you can visit the websites of such community-based alliances as Santa Susana Field Laboratory Work Group, Protect Santa Susana from Boeing, and Rocketdyne Cleanup Coalition.

I wish Boeing had given me the chance to see the recovery myself. I'd love to see some birds and lizards and plants and bees up there.

But maybe I dodged a radioactive bullet by being unceremoniously ejected from the site.

Nevertheless, it raises a bright, red flag.

Update 4/23/19: 

Boeing Communications responded to my inquiry today with the following:



In part, it reads:
We host media events separately in order to be able to give reporters our complete attention and answer questions they have. In this case, because you are a member of the media and your personal blog is referenced on KCET’s website – the Santa Susana team provided you with the same guidance they shared with other reporters: that this tour was for community members only and that you would need to coordinate with Communications for a future media visit.  
This event was focused on allowing community members the opportunity to see the conservation efforts underway and take advantage of the significant progress that has been made to clean up the property in order to make it safe for visitors and wildlife to thrive. In fact, Boeing is committed to completing a cleanup that is fully protective of human health and the environment, consistent with Santa Susana’s future as open space habitat.
I guess that means a writer can't be a member of the community—no matter what they write about.

And I guess that means they must be Googling the names of all the registrants to make sure they're not "reporters."

This post will continue to be updated as new information comes in. 

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Friday, April 19, 2019

Photo Essay: The First-Ever Public Tour of Blue Cloud Movie Ranch

If anything will perk up my ears, it's hearing that any particular place is "never open to the public"—except this one time.



Such was the case with Blue Cloud Movie Ranch in Saugus, which offered its first-ever public tour through the Santa Clarita Cowboy Festival this year.



To be considered an official "movie ranch," a production facility needs to be at least 50 contiguous acres and have a buffer zone between it and the local residential area. Blue Cloud has 250 acres that are located in a wilderness area, partially bordering Los Padres National Forest and the City of Santa Clarita's Haskell Open Space.



It first opened for business in 2001 under the leadership of movie actor and stuntman Rene Veluzat—a member of the Veluzat family, who's got the Santa Clarita movie ranch market cornered. He sold it to new owner Dylan Lewis in 2015. 



Lewis and his team has renovated and expanded Blue Cloud Movie Ranch since that time...



...including adding a 3,000-square-foot mission-style church.



Eventually, it will anchor a town plaza-themed set...



...because what center of town doesn't have some kind of church?



The exterior could easily double as California...



...or Mexico.



But once you pass through those big wooden doors and go inside...



...it's more of a blank canvas, waiting to be dressed by production designers and set decorators.



Like the rest of the sets on the ranch, there's no potable water and no electricity (though it's wired for it, so productions can bring in their own generators).



One of the most famous sets at Blue Cloud Ranch is the insensitively-named "Third World Town"...



...where we saw Tony Stark as Iron Man come "to the rescue" [click for clip] in Afghanistan.



This set also functioned as Afghanistan for an episode of HBO's True Blood...



...although it's designed to portray the bustling side streets of any traditional Middle Eastern town (or even Mexico or Asia).



And because of its remote location, excessive noise (like explosions and helicopter landings) is permitted from 7 a.m. to 10 p.m. As well, production companies can film here 24/7.



Clint Eastwood's production of American Sniper chose this set to portray an Afghan village...



...where Navy SEAL Chris Kyle (portrayed by Bradley Cooper) dines with a family of insurgents...



...and discovers a cache of weapons in the floor [click for clip].



As soon as it starts to seem real, you turn a corner and you're reminded that it's all just a Hollywood set.



However, one of two fully functional military base simulations at Blue Cloud—Forward Operating Base #1—is as authentic as any Middle Eastern "training towns" I've seen on real bases.



Between the tents, barracks, offices...



...guard towers, and other military infrastructure, it feels like you're right on the front lines.



Given Blue Cloud's proximity to undeveloped land—its oak trees and scrub oaks located on the Ranch are protected by state law—it can't exactly dig through the natural landscape if it needs a tunnel.



So, it built a free-standing culvert...



...that leads to a labyrinthine cave system that feels underground but is entirely above ground (and artificial, like everything else).

Visiting Blue Cloud Movie Ranch feels like stepping back in time—before LA was overcrowded and everything was owned by just a handful of corporations.

It's nice to see an independently-owned movie ranch thriving. Especially when the ones in the San Fernando Valley, Simi Hills, and Santa Susana Mountains got crowded out (or burned down).

But movie ranches like Blue Cloud do feel like an endangered species.

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