Who doesn’t look hot in an orange vest and protective goggles? The Toads and Toadettes earned many a catcall as they hit the streets this week to help keep Santa Barbara’s creeks clean. (But we think it was the hot, sunny weather that truly accounted for their hot looks.)
Sadly, creeks are littered with trash and pollution, all of which eventually makes its way into the oceans. Since the Toad headquarters here in Santa Barbara is situated right next to one of the aforementioned creeks, we are committed to doing our part to keep ’em clean. As is now tradition, Horny Toad took part in the city’s Creek Week, a weeklong event featuring education, clean-ups and restoration of our local creeks.
We shut down the office, donned our orange vests, protective goggles, work gloves and chisels, and set to work.
Our mission (we did choose to accept it): Be sure the city’s drainage ditches are clearly signed with “No Dumping! Drains to the Ocean!” warnings. We broke into teams to clean, replace and sometimes add the colorfully noticeable markers all over downtown Santa Barbara.
While there was no true “competition” involved, per se, we Toads are always eager to win (errr … do our best and help others) in our search for adventure. So, of course, it was no surprise when one team took off in a sprint to the first marker. Under the rays of a hot sun and the gaze of less-hot onlookers, we earned chiseled muscles as we took hammer and chisel (and rag and broom) to dirty, old signs and replaced them with new.
Toadette Jenn made her mark as Master Sweeper and Gluer-In-Chief. “Personally, I like working with my hands, so this volunteer challenge was right up my alley,” Jenn said. “Got to wield a mallet and a chisel – hit things, glue things, smoosh things. … Making things pretty and noticeable to discourage people from being litterbugs is always nice.”
While dodging traffic was, at times, a bit like a game of “Frogger,” Team Ellen would not be stopped in its quest for glory. “An orange vest gives you authority to do just about anything,” Toadette Ellen said while directing traffic around her team to keep them out of harm’s way. However, she was overhead adding, “If someone has to be run over by a car, we can sacrifice Lauren.
Isn’t that just like Toadette Lauren? Always willing to take one for the team. More lessons from the field, thanks to Ellen:
· “Glue smells good.”
· “We have an anti-dumping policy.”
Toad Ryan decided we should consider adding the orange vest to our spring line. “Between acting as a human cone and looking like a group released on work furlough, the morning definitely wouldn't have been the same without the orange jackets,” he said. “The markers … desperately needed our services. To this, I say mission accomplished.”
We ended the day with glue-covered hands, sun-kissed skin, and covered in sweat and dirt, but we wore our badges of honor with pride – knowing every small step to keep our creeks clean does make a difference. So which team “won,” you’re wondering? Of course you know the answer – when the ocean wins, we all win!
Our watersheds are just as much a part of our community as any citizen, if not more. They are precious and few, and we need to treat them as such. Get involved in your local community! It feels great, and the catcalls are a super boost for your self-esteem.
It’s pretty interesting what a couple of shots of tequila will get you into.
Before you go jumping to conclusions, let me just tell you a little story of how one Toadette, moi, ended up in the mountains helping a group of amazingly brilliant and passionate ecologist to save a little known Toad species that is on the brink.
Yes, there was alcohol involved in the initial meeting at a wedding of some mutual friends, which got me talking to one Eric Berlow, a Ph.D. in ecology and station director at SNRI (Sierra Nevada Research Institute), about the work he does in the Sierra Nevada Mountains in California. Among other programs and areas of study, Eric and his colleges have been focusing on the disappearance of the Yosemite Toads. Their home is the largest contiguous protected wilderness of the continental United States, the Sierra Nevada mountains, which makes their declining numbers all that much more worrisome. They don’t know why! And, like any proper scientist, this “why” is an itch that simply must be scratched. Although slightly tipsy, I was very drawn to the story of the Yosemite Toad because 1.) I called the Sierra home for years and it remains one of the most magical places on Earth, in my opinion, and 2.) because us Toads have got to stick together!
“It may be that their breeding grounds get trampled by hikers or horses. It may be that air pollution from cars and pesticides is landing on their sensitive skin. Or it may be that climate change is altering the snowmelt ponds in which they breed,” said Eric about possible reasons for their decline. A group of scientists are working together across different government agencies (the National Park Service, the US Forest Service, and the US Geological Survey) and academia in a race against time to solve this puzzle before it’s too late.
Once the headache wore off from the party, I packed my bags and headed for the hills to help this group of concerned scientists to find an answer to their “why.” Their charge for the summer was to hike in and map toad breeding habitat in approximately 300 meadows, bring back the data and plot it along with other data they had collected through other agencies and groups doing similar work to literally connect the dots so as to expose the culprit(s).
I was only there to offer moral support and take down data while getting my ass eaten alive by mosquitoes (fyi, where there are tadpoles in stagnant water there are mosquitoes), but I gained a deep appreciation for the dedication and patience of this group of people. The Yosemite Toads are not only important in and of themselves, but they are a canary in the mine – an indicator species – of these fragile meadow ecosystems, which in turn is an indicator of the health of other ecosystems. One choice or reaction begets another … places you would think would remain untouched and preserved are feeling the impact of our actions – or lack there of. It’s all related, right back to the cars we drive, the food we choose and the clothes we buy.
Their continued work over the years has been painstaking, but through a combination of large-scale data analysis and targeted field monitoring, they hope to better understand how and why wilderness meadows (and their associated flora and fauna) are changing, and how best to protect them.
For this Toadette, I feel lucky to have met such dedicated and inspired people with a passion to Do The Right Thing for those that can’t speak up for themselves. So, I’m glad I took one too many shots and got chatty with my new friend Eric who in turn opened my eyes to a new way of looking at the world around us. Here’s to saving the Toads!
If you would like more information on Eric and his work, please visit www.ericlberlow.net.
Illustration by Kelly Finan
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