Through some click-path on the Internet, I was introduced to Great Old Broads, a national advocacy group made up of women of a “mature” age.
Their membership stretches across the U.S., although not all states have active “Broadband” chapters, Alaska being one. These women understand representation matters, and the great outdoors is and should be a welcoming place for people of all ages (and colors, and genders). They’ve organized to the place of ~8,000 members, and their website lists clear statements on outdoor issues they care about, including climate change and resource extraction.
It’s awesome to see another group coalesced around a passion for wild places. And Great Old Broads gives me something to look forward to: a network of like-minded women for the rest of my adventurous life (and, the potential to keep planning and doing by getting an AK chapter off the ground some day!).
Celebrating something we all share: public lands! Mark your calendar for Saturday, September 30 and National Public Lands Day. Make plans with your families and friends to go outside and exercise, or pick up trash, or volunteer with a local park organization. Soak it up and celebrate these great resources in your community. If you’re near a national park, make the trip – all federal public lands are fee-free on NPLD.
Here in Anchorage the Bureau of Land Management – Alaska has a volunteer opportunity:
When: Saturday, September 30. 9 AM – 12:15 PM (volunteer registration opens at 8:30 AM)
Where: Campbell Creek Science Center, 5600 Science Center Drive, ANC AK, 99507
What: Help build buck-and-pole fencing to protect revegetation areas and put the gardens and grounds to bed for the winter
If your love of public lands and a free Saturday morning aren’t enough to entice you – there will also be pizza for volunteers, provided by the Friends of the Campbell Creek Science Center.
This morning I was riding my bike with the sun on my neck and golden leaves in my face. It was a perfect temperature and the rays of sunlight coupled with fog patches in the trees were ethereal.
I thought about taking a picture and acknowledged that no iPhone snap could actually capture the magic or essence of the morning, so I rode on.
This afternoon, the skies were still blue and the sun was warm again as I made my way home. It was just too perfect, so I opted to take the long way home, weaving through downtown Anchorage’s “rush hour” traffic to catch the west end of the green belt trail.
This time the picture lined up. All I can think is, hang in there fall, let me soak it up just a little bit longer.