Pokémon GO searching for the correct creatures? Posted on by CarolPatterson

Pokémon GOPokémon GO is bringing people outdoors as computer-generated reality takes advantage of Mother Nature’s reality. I’m not a player but got a demonstration of the game while walking with several devoted Pokémon GO players.

“I grew up with Pokémon,” explained Jonathon on his lifelong fascination with the game. It was a bit like learning a new culture: how lures are set at Pokémon stops to attract Pokémon’s and how Pokémon only appear at certain places for a limited time.

While we were discussing the game and the similarities to capturing wildlife I noticed an osprey flying overhead. It bravely flapped against the wind as it struggled to carry a stick longer than its body to its nest. The osprey would already have raised its young for the year but was driven by instinct to keep improving its nest.

Here was a creature worthy of admiration yet invisible to the Pokémon players below. As the bird soared overhead all eyes pointed downwards waiting for a Pokémon to appear.

It seems Pokémon GO is getting people outdoors but will they notice?


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How Casey Anderson is making wild cool again Posted on by CarolPatterson

Casey Anderson has a pet grizzly and is a seriously cool guy.

Casey Anderson shares his experiences at Fairmont Chateau Lake Louise

Casey Anderson shares his unique wildlife experiences at Fairmont Chateau Lake Louise

Learn how he is making wild places cool again and how you can go hiking with this National Geo host in this story I wrote for hikebiketravel.com


Getting a Sense of Place in Canada’s Cape Breton Posted on by CarolPatterson

Cape Breton Canada“My mother died last February and I came home,” said the elfin blonde waitress at Main Street Restaurant & Bakery seafood restaurant as way of introduction. “I grew up here in Ingonish Beach, but I moved away over thirty years ago. When I came back for my mother’s death the snow was so high. You know those clotheslines people hang their laundry on? I was able to step over it in snowshoes. We had to shovel a tunnel to the windows and the doors of my mother’s house,” she concluded with a shudder. “We couldn’t bury her until May!”

Looking around at the verdant green trees and freshly mowed grass, it was hard to believe Cape Breton winters could be that harsh although this island off Canada’s east coast is surrounded by cool Atlantic waters. “I could never spend the winter here again,” said the waitress, “I’m happy to be here for eight weeks in the summer but when it’s over, I’m out of here.” Sympathizing with her about the remoteness of the region and lack of facilities, she corrected me when I said there was no hospital. “Oh, there’s a hospital eighteen minutes away and a pharmacy and a senior’s center, so everything you need is here, but it’s just SO small,” she lamented, circling her fingers to depict a tiny circle.

Cape Breton CanadaI could picture the lack of privacy that living in such a small community would bring. Everyone would know your business but it seemed they would have your back too. As my husband and I watched the lobster fishermen roar into Ingonish harbor with the morning’s catch, we asked if a local man if he knew anyone who sold cooked lobster. “Rod sells lobster,” he muttered, scratching his head, “but he’s a fisherman too. He doesn’t start selling lobster till the season is over.”

Continuing the conversation, he asked why we didn’t cook the lobster ourselves. A lobster could be had for $8 a pound off the back of the boats. When we explained we were in a rental RV and didn’t have anything to cook lobster in, he pulled off his ball cap and scratched his head. “Well, I just live up the road. I could lend you a pot and a cooker,” he offered. We had to decline as we were headed down the road and had no way to get the pot back to him or use it before we left. But as we drove out of town, it seemed the hospitality here ran as deep as the snow drifts. It must be nice to be from Ingonish.


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