Mothers and Babies of Camp Leakey
A Trip to the Past and a Look at Our Future
A Photo Essay
By Susanne Kassube
OFI Communications Volunteer
A TENDER MOMENT IN THE FOREST
And a mutual, reassuring, soft touch that says,
"Yup, I'm still here...and I love you!"
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A Day of Forest Fire-fighting Teaches
By Rachel Arbaugh
OFI Field Intern
A smoky haze blankets the landscape for miles before we reach
Rawa Kuno Forest. Off in the distance, great plumes of smoke can be seen emanating from the horizon. At the base of each plume, orange flames reach up and produce the smoke that is being carried off into the sky. Once the sun goes down, an orange glow fills the air in the direction of each fire, creating an eerily apocalyptic scene. It's a glimpse into the end of the world, seen from a place that was once untouched by humankind, but is now bleeding and scarred.
Fighting fires here is a logistical nightmare, but the ingenuity and perseverance of OFI staff is remarkable to behold. We don't have dozens of helicopters to rain fire suppression from above, or teams of smoke jumpers and tanker trucks that we can parachute in. We have pumps, hoses, and human bodies, and that's it...
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