Wildlife biologists do a lot of stupid shit in the name of conservation. I had the opportunity to go into a bear den this week, but declined for many reasons. You tell me. Did I make the right decision?
Had I gone, this is what my weekend would’ve looked like:
Day 1: Ten-hour drive by myself to the field site. Meet up with the crew.
Day 2: One-hour drive. One-hour snowmobile ride (I hate snowmobiles as much as I hate snowshoes). Three-hour snowshoe. Roughly two hours of (really freak'n cool) work. Three-hour snowshoe. One-hour snowmobile ride. One-hour drive.
Day 3: Ten-hour drive home…
And one GIANT carbon footprint for the so-called wildlife/conservation biologist.
