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The Last Word

By: Sally Adee | July 12, 2013

8 – 12 July

This week, Michelle remembered the man who demystified the force running through all of our lives, the source of our power — and very possibly our undoing.

“Contagious gasping, spilled drinks, the gripping of tables” — Jessa gave a first hand account of a genetically superior startle reflex.

Roberta interviewed the people who reintroduced Scotland to the world’s most adorable engineers.

Richard gave us a piece of his mind about the disservice the “god particle” nonsense does to science, to how it works, and to what it does.

And Michelle introduced us to a new bird!

For his bairns, and his bairns’ bairns, and their beavers

By: Roberta Kwok | July 12, 2013

The Ramsay family has lived at the Bamff estate, 1300 acres of heathery hills and woodlands in eastern Scotland, for nearly eight centuries. Today, environmentalists Paul and Louise Ramsay share the property with three families of beavers. The couple brought the animals to Bamff in 2002 as part of a controversial effort to reintroduce European beavers, which hunters eradicated from Scotland some 400 years ago. I spoke to the Ramsays this week about dams, wetland conservation, the spread of wild beavers, and a mysterious snake potion.

How did the Ramsay family acquire the estate?

PAUL: It wasn’t acquired by violence and blows but because an ancestor in the 13th century, described in the original charter as Master Neish, was the physician to King Alexander II. He did some good service to the king, partly as an advisor.

I read that there’s a slightly more fantastical origins tale. Can you tell me the story?

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The Godless Particle

By: Richard Panek | July 11, 2013

Last July I ended a post on the Higgs boson with an admonition: “Just don’t get me started on this ‘God particle’ business.” But did Christie listen? “I’m sharing it with my husband,” she emailed me about the post. “This whole ‘god particle’ thing has been driving him completely crazy.”

The term, at least in the popular imagination, dates to The God Particle, a 1993 best-seller by Leon Lederman, a Nobel laureate for his work on neutrinos and at the time the director of Fermilab. Most physicists loathe the term “God particle”; it trivializes and misrepresents their work. Peter Higgs himself has railed against it. Lederman’s response: Beyond the God Particle, scheduled for October publication. Continue reading →

Science Meets Bird, Bird Meets Science

By: Michelle Nijhuis | July 10, 2013

Late last year, during a reporting trip in Cambodia, I shared a car for a couple of days with Simon Mahood, a British ornithologist who works for the Wildlife Conservation Society in Phnom Penh. Mahood, a devoted birdwatcher since childhood, was full of stories about the rare birds and remote places of Southeast Asia. But there was one story he kept to himself.

On the floodplains around Phnom Penh, within sight of the new skyscrapers in the city center, Mahood and his colleagues had seen a bird they couldn’t identify. They knew it was a tailorbird, a wrenlike bird that stitches a cradle for its nests out of leaves and spider silk. But this bird didn’t look or sound quite like the tailorbirds they were familiar with. Maybe it was just an odd individual, they thought. Over several weeks and several early-morning trips, they saw another of the unusual birds, and then another.

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Out of my skin

By: Jessa Gamble | July 9, 2013

This month I’ll be writing from the Banff Centre for the Arts in Canada’s Rocky Mountains. They’ve assigned me a writing studio in the woods and each day I make the short hike to work from the hotel-style residence rooms. In the hallway this morning I press the elevator button and the door opens.

I gasp. My hand flies to my heart.

The strength of my startle reflex scares, in turn, the man who was the cause of it – a cleaning staff member readying to drag a cart out of the elevator. I have learned to mutter-whisper “sorry” reflexively after every startle response because I invariably alarm others, like a bolting animal in a herd. Continue reading →

Remembering Randy Udall

By: Michelle Nijhuis | July 8, 2013

Late last month, 61-year-old Randy Udall shouldered a backpack and set out, alone, into the Wind River Mountains of Wyoming. It was a habit of his: Randy was an experienced outdoorsman, and he periodically retreated from his busy, public life into the solitude of the Wind Rivers. He told his family that he would be home in western Colorado on June 26.

On July 3, after an intensive search, Randy’s body was discovered along the off-trail route he’d planned to follow. He had died suddenly, with his pack on his back and hiking poles still clutched in his fists, apparently of a heart attack or stroke.

Randy Udall was often identified by his relations. After all, he was a son of longtime Arizona congressman Morris “Mo” Udall, a nephew of Interior Secretary Stuart Udall, a brother of Colorado Senator Mark Udall, and a cousin of New Mexico Senator Tom Udall. The Udalls, descended from Mormon pioneers, are the Kennedys of the Rockies, and for generations they’ve championed the region’s often-overlooked landscapes and people.

Randy was an energy-efficiency expert and cofounder of the Community Office for Resource Efficiency, which promoted the use of renewable power in and around Aspen, Colo. Unlike many of his relatives, he worked outside the national spotlight. But as a journalist, I got to see the power and reach of what he did.

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The Last Word

By: Sally Adee | July 6, 2013

July 1 – 5

This week, Erik traveled to Bolivia in search of water that’s more acidic than battery acid. He succeeds: “Opening my eyes I see that it looks like an orange sort of runny syrup and feels like it’s full of lead.”

DNA “rots” in the heat, which is why ancient genomes are always being sequenced from remains pulled out of freezing regions. Erika wondered what we’d find out if we could decode stuff from the nicer climates.

Ann explained Abtruse Goose’s poke at the people who have the dirty job of dealing with reality.

You can’t go home again — thanks especially, as Christie found, to climate change.

And finally, to celebrate independence day, Ann told us her science writing origins story.

Returning to my roots

By: Christie Aschwanden | July 5, 2013

Earlier this week, I had the privilege of spending a few days at a place that nurtured my interest in science. The Mountain Research Station was where I conducted my first independent research project (funded by an REU grant from the NSF). As I’ve written previously, my experience studying the evolution of an alpine plant’s reproductive strategy was hugely influential. It taught me how science is done and introduced me to the highs and lows of the scientist’s pursuit. Most importantly, it gave me an opportunity to take a project from conception to completion. My advisor, Pam Diggle, gave me a chance to present my research at a scientific meeting and publish the results in a well-respected journal.

They say you can’t go home again, and it’s true that the place feels different. The station itself has hardly changed. Sure, there’s a new classroom and lodge, but the Megaron still has a dance floor and a pingpong table, and, except for the computer lab, the Marr Lab remains much like it was when I worked there in the early 1990’s. It’s the landscape that’s shifted. Continue reading →