"Hurt Not the Earth
Neither the Sky
Nor the Trees." Revelation 7:3
Summer is drawing to a close. I began the summer working on a number of projects, including one that was at the intersection of my passion for fly fishing and my work as an ecologist.
A number of years ago I began noticing the same cars and trucks pulled over near Peshastin/Tronson Creeks on the north side of Blewett Pass here in Washington. Then one day I saw a man operating a dredge in the Wenatchee River which must have drawn a fair amount of attention because there was an article about this type of gold mining in the Wenatchee World. I became interested in what was suction dredge mining, what were the impacts on streams and rivers, and who mined. Later, while fishing, I encountered a miner and saw, after he left, a plume of sediment flowing downstream.
Gold miners use gas powered suction dredges (see picture above) to vacuum up large amounts of gravel and sediment off the bottom of stream beds. This type of mining has recently been the subject of a moratorium in California, more severe restrictions in Oregon, a serious change in regulations in Idaho. Yet, in Washington, the miners are able to dredge during work windows without obtaining a permit and paying no licensing fee to the state. And, if they want to dredge outside the work windows, they apply, again fee free, for a permit which are routinely granted.
During some chatter over mining claims on the Clearwater River in Idaho, I began a conversation with several other fly fishermen about this form of mining. Together, we did a lot of research, read all the literature on the impacts of suction dredge mining to aquatic and riparian habitat, we became familiar with the rules, and what other states allowed.
Then we created a dog and pony show, trying to engage established fish or environmental organizations to seek more restrictions to this form of mining.
See, Washington state is defined by our iconic fish species that are near extinction. The magnificent Chinook salmon, the mythical steelhead, the large Bull trout. All, and more, are listed as either endangered or threatened. Irrigators have had to change how, when, and why they withdraw water from streams. State officials are not allowed to willy-nilly release hatchery fish. Hydroelectric dams are required to discharge more water during peak spawning times. Cities and counties are required to write and enforce strong development codes preventing and mitigating building on flood plains and critical salmon habitat. The State is requiring extensive changes to how we deal with storm water runoff, requiring developers and landowners to take responsibility for rain water mixed with toxics so the mix does not enter our rivers, streams, and salt water. Taxpayers contribute billions of dollars in restoration projects. We are about to invest billions more on removing old culverts and replacing them with fish friendly passages under our roads. Forest owners and loggers have altered time honored methods of logging in order to protect streams. Fishermen and women are no longer allowed to fish in many Washington streams and rivers because any catch will harm the attempts at brining our fish back to our waters.
This is the definition of "shared sacrifice." From alfalfa growers to public utilities to taxpayers and ratepayers, to fishermen and fish managers, we are all giving up something in order to someday, hopefully, see salmon and steelhead run through Puget Sound and up the mighty Columbia, all the way to pristine headwaters in the Cascades.
But folks involved in these sometimes way too long battles to help fish didn't want to take on the suction dredge issue. Either it wasn't glamorous enough, or, they said: "we don't need the grief from the mining community."
We decided to go alone. We met with our own legislators, got some interest, and then watched exactly what folks warned us about. The mining backlash.
By many estimates, there are around 2,000 active miners in Washington. Mining in this state is done on mining claims, most are owned by a number of mining clubs. The miners then join a club (even Boeing has a mining club) and pay a "fee" to mine a certain site for a period of time. Most of the productive placer mining sites are in areas where there have been historic gold mines: Blewett Pass, Stimilkameen, Hart's Pass in the Methow watershed, the North Cascades. The streams that run these areas are also prime steelhead, Bull trout, and salmon habitat.
It appears the mining community are quite sophisticated in Internet research skills. The instantly saw the legislation, found our Facebook page, and began carpet bombing our site. It was, frankly, scary to watch and sad to read their postings. Clearly they felt threatened by what our legislator was proposing, which was no suction dredge mining in streams and their tributaries that are listed as critical habitat by the federal wildlife agencies, and to obtain a license, the miners had to pay a fee.
Unfortunately we reacted in a way that I knew wasn't good. Name calling, mud slinging, moral outrage. A chasm developed where we were convinced we wore the white hats and the miners were evil. I knew better. But it seemed that some folks relished the fight and often sought to pick one, talking about "sticking it to the miners," and calling the miners "awful evil people."
During all of this I had lunch with an old friend. As I described this scene, she wisely said: "it seems to me the miners are not bad people, they are just doing something you don't happen to like."
The "fights" devolved into the usual acrimonious and mud-slinging ways. To the miners, our science was stupid and clearly prejudiced by our "tree hugging ways." We, they asserted, do more harm to fish than they do. Even catch and release, they screamed, kill fish. Then they went on the drum beat that they have never harmed fish, that dredging releases food for the fish, and that we needed to be careful what we wished for because once "they" close streams to suction dredging, they will close them to fishing (which, of course, WDFW already has done that. Miners can mine on streams that fishermen can not fish on). The miners also made the "fight" about us. They posted Photoshopped pictures of some of "our" folks out mining, they posted decades old information about some of us, and they called all of us names our mother's would blanch at hearing.
Our "side" reacted just as predictably. We considered the miners ignorant, backwards, lawless, and hypocrites. We had "sound science" on our side while they relied on people who claimed they were scientists but really were miners.
And as the arguments settled into the usual rhetoric and tactics, I realized I was not solving anything.
The issue isn't about individual miners or even the mining community. They are doing something they enjoy, find fulfillment in, and have invested time and money. I understand that. I have also invested dollars and time in my fly fishing. But in the two decades that I have been fishing in Washington state, I have also seen the places that I used to fish be removed from being open waters to closed waters. Why? Because in this state, we're trying to save the last remnants of salmon, steelhead, and Bull trout. And to do that, we all have to help.
And this is what the discussion should be about: habitat. It should be about all of us committed to changing our ways, no matter how large or small, in order to give fish in Washington state a chance. The mining community, like the irrigators, power operators, catch and release fishermen, developers, foresters, and farmers have all said that they have never harmed one fish. It's the other guy who is hurting the fish. Maybe that is true. The reality is, however, that each and everyone of us is harming fish habitat. Whether it's camping by a river to dredge for weeks at a time, sucking out water for our crops, turning on lights, using lumber to build a home along a river, we all have harmed the habitat our fish need.
No one really knows for "sure" whether reducing water withdrawals, distancing logging from streams, not permitting development near flood plains, or not fishing in critical habitat will help bring salmon, steelhead, or Bull trout back to some levels we once knew. But if there is a faint hope that these actions will help, a faint hope, then we should do them.
And it's time, it's time for the miners to join in the shared sacrifice so that someday those miners can be out in their beloved streams, panning for gold and be able to show their children a steelhead. Because to be able to tell someone the magical story of a fish that swims from high in the Cascades to hundreds of miles to the Pacific and back, is telling magic. Just as it's magic to find a gold nugget in their pan, the story of the steelhead is magic. The steelhead story is the story about us: endurance, fortitude, resilience, longing, belonging.
So what did I learn on my summer vacation? That slinging and catching mud in the name of conservation isn't accomplishing anything except keeping people angry. That really, the issue isn't about people, about our so-called rights or concerns. It's not about who is good and evil. It's not about big government versus liberty. It's not about 19th century mining laws or 20th century environmental regulation. It's not about rights.
It's about all of us trying to do the right thing, now, even if it only helps a little. Because every little thing we can do to create a habitat that these magnificent fish seek, helps. And that is something we all can believe in.
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