“So all the dispersants are gone,” I ask. “Yes,” says John from NOAA. “So, again, at this…
Gulf
Watching Grown Men Cry: Fear and Mistrust in Mississippi
We’re rushing from Grand Isle, Louisiana to D’iberville, Mississippi where our guide, Pat Heidingsfelder, ha…
TarTurtlebabies and the Myth of Sisyphus in Gulf Shores Alabama
I’m driving from Bayou La Batr down to Gulf Shores, the Miami Beach of southern Alabama. It’s August; touris…
BP and The Bayou: Oil and Water Mix
We’re standing on a very remote dock on Grand Bayou, a chain of wetlands interspersed with human made channels whe…
Seeing the Gulf From Above
A picture is worth a thousand words. The expression may sound cliche, but in the conservation movement, it couldn’…
The First 100 Days of Deepwater Horizon: Somebody Call Jack Bauer
From the Hill… Our friends at the Heritage Foundation (who think Jack Bauer is a real person) have deployed multip…
Shrimp, Petroleum and a Hurricane Named Katrina
Last week I wrote about about my friend Mary Osborne’s trip to the Gulf. Writing it hit me a hard emotionally, as …
Feel the Spill: Pro Surfer Mary Osborne’s Mission to the Gulf
In early August, a delegation from my hometown of Portland, Oregon will be journeying to the gulf to witness the tragedy…