|The Yurtmeister is Dead - Long live the Yurtmeister!
||[Jun. 2nd, 2010|05:53 pm]
Nearly fourteen years ago, a motley mob of semi-conscious volunteers gathered at a high-boy landing on the shoulder of Griffin Mountain. As they rubbed their eyes and sipped coffee in attempt to rejoin the present, the early morning alpine mist evaporated into surprisingly brilliant sunshine. The collective fog-between-the-ears dissipated as quickly, replaced by a restlessness to Get Something Done. I was a relative newby in the group and didn't feel comfortable ordering about the Olt Timers, but it didn't appear anyone else present knew what was going on. All of The Leaders had been up until 04:00 getting the various pieces of yurt to the landing from its previous location at Colonade Ridge. That was in the old MTTSS North District, accessible only via Kapowsin. Twenty-two miles as the crow flies, but over 140 miles of mostly logging roads from where we now stood. There absence was understandable.
I knew we couldn't start reassembling the Yurt until we had something to assemble it on, so I started cobbling together the pieces of platform from the pile, asking various folks to help with this or that along the way. The process gained momentum, and by the time The Leaders returned, the better part of a Yurt rose from the meadow to greet them.
And that is how I became the manager of the MTTA Yurt.
In January of 1999, the Yurt collapsed in a record snow dump on top of a record snow pack. A few months later I moved to Italy and Paul Smith stepped up to ride shotgun over the Yurt's resurrection in its current (elevated) incarnation. I helped out as his assistant after my return to the area in 2000 (after all the heavy lifting was done!). When Paul's career took him out of state in 2002, I stepped back in to the manager's position. I've been at it ever since, assisted for most of this second round by the most capable Ed Book.
So after having nurtured and nursed the Yurt through a dozen of the last fourteen years, it's WAY past time for me to pass on the torch. I'm pleased and proud to announce that Ed Book will now preside over the Yurt's health and well-being, to be ably assisted by his son Seth. And so a new generation joins the fraternity.
Please join me in welcoming Ed Book as the new Yurtmeister!
(And remember: the best way to welcome the new Yurtmeister is to show up for his work parties!)