True short stories about being a field biologist in the Americas
A series of ridiculous events: Fieldwork
The Quest to Hielo Azul
I could punch a puma in the teeth right now.
Pandemic-stranded, Part II
Taking the scenic route to Buenos Aires
Pandemic-Stranded, Part I: Hindsight is 2020.
Or, that one time I got stuck in Patagonia
A lungful of cloud
I stand at the edge of a blank canvas. Featureless mist swirls in its depths. My gaze hungrily scans the emptiness, but I find only ghosts and shadows. The light pulses: dark to light and back again; the sun is doing its level best to break through the veil. Functionally blind, I must rely on... Continue Reading →
ยฟTe gusta yerba mate?
Whether I like yerba mate isnโt really the point. Much like the anise-flavored rakฤฑ in Turkey, the allure is the shared experience. For those of you unfamiliar, yerba is a form of tea, the mate is a cup traditionally made from a hard hollowed gourd, and the sharing of โyerba mateโ is a pseudo-religious ritual... Continue Reading →
Tierra del Fuego and Rio Cruz
Two weeks ago, I was unceremoniously thrown into a Toyota Hilux with two complete strangers. I would spend the next 8 days and 1600 kilometers with them, hiking 75 kilometers up and down largely pathless mountain faces near the Patagonian cities of Ushuaia, El Calafate, and El Chalten, conducting research for upwards of fourteen hours... Continue Reading →
A PhD in Bariloche: First Impressions
The southern half of Bariloche, as seen from one of my field sites San Carlos de Bariloche is a town with a bit of an identity crisis. It's a city of overlapping immigrants: the first human settlers were the Mapuche, who moved in thousands of years ago in the same vein as the Inka, the... Continue Reading →
A series of fortunate mistakes
Or that one time I accidentally went hiking in the Andes
Window Seat Odyssey 