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What then of the land where I’m heading? I will return to the White Mountains of New Hampshire this summer as a second year Backcountry Caretaker. With lush forests within easy access of large cities, instead of the bustling metropolis of Moab, the Whites in many respects represent the opposite of the land Abbey described. However, philosophically are the White Mountains any less inspiring than the desert? If the sparsity and spareness of the desert emphasize the strangeness of life, then the diversity and lushness of the Whites represent the interconnectedness. Imagine the vertical biologic and geologic profiles of Mt. Washington, Lafayette, or Garfield. If one were to hike from the base to the summit, they would pass through the spruce and hardwood forests full of moose and bear, to the fragile alpine zone. These environments are quite different, yet the fate of one so drastically influences the fate of the other. To pass between these zones and to see how they interact with one another is a beautiful experience on par with anything the desert can deliver. Such diversity in such harmony is a lesson society could still greatly benefit from. Often I think about this issue on a larger scale: what is the importance of places like the White Mountains National Forest and why is the mission of the AMC, Forest Service, and National Parks so Important?
I believe the answer lies in the fact that through sustainable travel in protected public lands we find the trait of self-reliance. I do not mean self-reliance in the philosophical context used by the likes of Sarah Palin, where each American is engulfed in a personal struggle to free themselves from the supposed tyrannous shackles of government and those who cannot help themselves. Instead I use the term within the framework of great minds like Thoreau and Emerson. Whereby, from an Emersonian viewpoint, we are to ‘rely’ on a ‘self’ that we are always in the process of creating. Emerson believed one must display vigilant aversion to conforming not only to one’s past actions, but also to societal hierarchies. Nature reinforces these concepts, where, “At the gates of the forest, the surprised man of the world is forced to leave his city estimates of great and small, wise and foolish. The knapsack of custom falls of his back with the first step he makes into these precincts. Here is sanctity which shames our religions, and reality which discredits our heroes. Here we find nature to be the circumstance of which dwarfs every other circumstance, and judges like a god all men that come to her.” In nature there are universal laws that I believe show the interconnectedness of life-- we are all complete equals in the eyes nature. Self-reliance, especially in nature, can help us discover a path of reflection, where we constantly seek out how to be compassionate members of human society.
I look forward to hopefully writing numerous blog posts about my summer as a Backcountry Caretaker.
-Eli Lieberman
East Rotator ‘11
Garfield Caretaker ‘10
Credit Desert Solitaire for the Abbey quote, “Nature” for the Emerson quote, and the Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy for helping me decipher the concept of self-reliance.
The brisk air still lives in the woods at Camp Dodge. Does not stop the sounds and beat of life starting to pump through the camp. This spring is a big one for the facility. Bigger gardens, new roofs, new trees, more volunteers, more staff, more programs, you catch the drift yet? Last year work did not really start around the facility till the first week in May.
This year we were up there swinging our hammers and digging our shovels in mid may.A new brown metal roof now sits on the main building and tool shed. Light tubes are going to be installed into the roof. This should provide some nice natural lighting for the main room and the kitchen area. The idea is one will not have to turn on a light when they simple want a snack in the middle of the day. When you go into the kitchen right now, unless there is a light, it is a cave that you will be standing in. A new ceiling went up in the dinning room as well. Closing off the rafter look of the place, to tell you the truth I was a little reluctant as first, but it after completed, I must stay, it’s growing on me.
Last fall, right before I departed to work on the full time professional crew, a few of the caretakers and I planted over 50 cloves of garlic. If you have never planted garlic, it must be planted in the fall. You stick a single clove into the ground about an inch and then cover the top on it with a bunch of insulation. Depending on how harsh the winter can be in your area tells you how much insulation you need. Being where we are, in the shadows of the whites, lots, over a foot, of leaf cover is needed to keep all plants insulated enough. But now that the spring is in the air, as of May first we have plants that are almost a foot tall. Amazing what nature can do!
Over the winter we ran a flyer for people to donate apple trees and blueberry bushes. It took less then two weeks for us to have to start to have to tell people that we had reached our limit. In these late weeks of April, 9 apple trees and 15 blueberries bushes were planted. Each plant is of its own unique variety, to many to name but my favorite variety is the apple tree called “Trail Man”. With all this added food I am sure we can expect that future caretakers of Dodge will have to be defending off the animal raids more and more. Oh well, all for the freedom of food.
I fell in my first hole already this year, by the end of last year I had been able to walk around the whole place of Camp Dodge all by myself with my eyes close. My legs have forgotten the ground and with the laps in memory, my face has gotten reacquainted with the soil.
May is fresh and new, the leaves are just starting to poke their heads up and about. Looking forward to a summer filled with joy and food. I look forward to many smiles and joy in the near future that seem to surround the air of Camp Dodge.
This is 31 Goose, signing out for the first time in the 2011 summer season, I have great day everybody, jump in for a swim…..brr.
Photos: Goose





This will be my second summer working at Camp Dodge as a trail crew leader. Having also spent two summers as a volunteer, trail work has become something of a passion for me and Camp Dodge a second home. Needless to say, I am super excited for another season in the Whites! When I am not busily ridding the world of pesky erosion dragons, I am studying mechanical engineering at Tufts University where I spend an embarrassing amount of time staring at textbooks, charts, and computers. I also work with the student garden and Engineers Without Borders, and somehow I find time to train in Shotokan Karate which, after 11 years, has become a way of life for me. When weather permits (and often when it doesn't), I like to get outside to go sailing, hiking, kayaking, skiing, and rolling in the mud. I enjoy a good book as much as a challenging physics problem or a few hours spent doing heavy manual labor. I am a firm believer that variety is the spice of life.

Trail Crew Leader/LNT Instructor
Joey Croft
I am originally from Massachusetts but in my sophomore year at Lyndon State College in Vermont where I am studying Mountain Recreation Management with a concentration is Adventure Leadership. I have spent countless days throughout the White Mountains hiking, climbing, and generally having a good time. I was the camp dodge leadership intern this past summer and am looking forward to coming back as a full on leader this year. I can’t wait to spend another amazing summer in the whites with all the volunteers!
I am so excited to be back at Dodge as an intern! Last year I volunteered on a two-week trail crew and had such an incredible experience that I wanted to stay for the rest of the summer. I am originally from Seattle, WA but have grown up mostly in Northampton, MA (home of hippies and organic food). I am currently finishing up my freshman year at Tufts University, where I am studying biology and environmental science. My first year of college has been wonderful, but I’m itching to get out of the city and into the White Mountains! Most things involving the great outdoors make me happy, so I’ve tried to integrate as many outdoorsy activities as possible into my life at Tufts. I am a member of the Tufts Mountain Club and a caretaker at the Tufts ‘Loj’ in Woodstock, NH; I enjoy running and hiking in the Fells, a beautiful nature reserve near campus; and I’ve recently gotten hooked on climbing (mostly bouldering indoors so far, but I can’t wait to get outside!).
Ever since I was a little kid running around in the woods, with my friends, near my house in Nashua, New Hampshire, I've always had a deep affection for nature, and the outdoors, along with the freedom, and inspiration it can award you. Not to mention all of the amazing people you meet along the way! I first came across the Camp Dodge volunteer program last summer, just by clicking around on the AMC website, looking at what kind of trips, and groups they run. This particular program struck me because it provides a unique opportunity not only to immerse yourself in the beautiful White Mountains, but to help conserve, and preserve it. And yes, there is a difference! As you will learn...

Our particularly long winter has ended. Flocks of red robins, nips of bud
In northern New England, the brief season that follows winter is known not as spring, but as Mud Season. Coined by woodsmen, it is the time of year when woods roads thaw out and logging operations shut down due to the deep muds and impassable streams of newly thawed ground.
Loggers are in some ways an excellent indicator species for woods-based activity. As hikers and recreationalists, we should remember to observe our own mud season. This is a time of year to stay in low elevations, on resilient surfaces such as bike paths, rail trails, and dry surfaces.
The same reasons why loggers stay out of the woods (soft roads, deep mud, and high water) raise the practical and ethical reasons why we, as hikers, need to think about staying out of the woods (as advised also by the Green Mountain Club).
The first challenge is to remember the slower seasonal development that occurs at higher elevations. The majority of White Mountain Trails are currently covered in ice, hardpack snow, or dense mud. All of these conditions are not only unpleasant hiking, but also all transitional conditions that lend themselves to extraordinary erosion.
The mantras of an aware hiker (stay on the designated trail, walk through mud puddles, stick to resistant surfaces such as rocks and bridges) to minimize impact to soil and prevent erosion are critical during mud season. Higher elevation soils take longer to dry out, and their higher content of organic material slows the drying process. These newly-thawed and water-saturated vegetative layers are extraordinary fragile, and easy to tear with an errant step.
In short, during mud season, the erosion caused by stepping off the slick hard packed snow and walking around mud puddles is magnified by thin topsoil swollen to fragility with spring water.
While we are all eager to stretch our legs on our favorite summer trails, now that the temps are pleasantly into the 60s, we would all be doing our beloved backcountry areasa favor if we avoid hiking during these transitional conditions.
Here are a few Mud Season Hiking Guidelines
* Stay on the snow if it is still present and walk through the mud, not around it! If a trail is so wet or muddy that you need to walk on the vegetation beside it, turn back, and seek an alternative area to hike.
* Hike in the lower-elevation hardwood forest (unless it is muddy!) with southern exposure (south facing slopes dry out first in Spring).
* Avoid the spruce-fir (coniferous) forests at higher elevations
* Avoid north-facing slopes
* Encourage others to do the same!
Mud season is short. Very short. I can wait a bit longer. Can you?