Malkolm gets a break from blogging since he has to write his final exam tomorrow!
This morning I wandered down towards Dease Lake to fetch a pot of water for coffee. Down at the lake, I knew, there was a Spotted Sandpiper's nest. I'd seen the sandpiper earlier. She'd fluttered away, crying piteously, drawing me away from her four eggs. This time however, I rounded the corner and heard what sounded like the photo-finish of a Kentucky Derby. A pony-sized calf moose galloped down the trail towards me, nearly knocking me back into the forest. I looked nervously about, hoping its mother wasn't following. We never saw her.
We've been on the road for five days now. Malkolm has seen 54 species of birds so far. The boreal forest seems endless. An ocean of trees. We know however, that it is finite. It is the birthplace of many of the songbirds that North Americans love. But many of these Boreal bird species are declining, including Boreal Chickadees, Rusty Blackbirds . . . and Spotted Sandpipers.
We'll keep cycling, hoping we humans can find it in ourselves to make the changes necessary to protect birds.
Malkolm is cycling on! He is now cycling from Alaska to Washington DC, and then continuing on to the UN Climate Change conference in Cancun in December.
It all started with Bird Year, Malkolm and his parents' year-long, fossil-fuel-free journey in search of birds. Cycling a total of 13,133 miles (21,144 km), they identified 548 different bird species and raised more than $25,000 for bird conservation. Bird Year turned them into confirmed cyclists and taught them that climate change was more serious than they had thought.
In 2009, Malkolm biked from Whitehorse to Ottawa as a part of Pedal for the Planet: the project called for the Canadian Government to become a leader in the struggle to come to grips with climate change. The Harper Government did not even meet with the young cyclists.
Malkolm is now 18 and just finished high school. On August 24, he dipped his foot in the Pacific Ocean in Skagway, Alaska. Then headed up and over the White Pass to the Alaska Highway on his journey to Washington and on to Cancun.