Hello all, I just wanted to thank everyone who took the time to write me about the effect salt spray might have on one's binoculars. Until reading the feedback messages I was seriously thinking of leaving my Leica's behind and just using my Swift Audubon's. The general consensus was that salt spray doesn't pose much of a threat as long as one cleans the bins either during or just following the pelagic trip. So.....I plan to go aboard with the Leicas in one hand and a jug of water in the other. I am being slightly sarcastic. Thanks, William Leigh Winchester VA tern@visuallink.com ----Original Message----- From: Valley Birds <jwcoffey@tricon.net> To: Valley Birds <jwcoffey@tricon.net> Date: Tuesday, July 20, 1999 10:07 PM Subject: Re: John C. Warden - Obit >From: G. Rad Mayfield >Subject: Re: John C. Warden - Obit >Date: Tue, 20 Jul 1999 13:13:44 -0400 > >I was very sorry to hear about the death of John Warden. Mr. Warden was one >of three members of my graduate advisory committee at ETSU. As a graduate >student I always heard this and that from undergraduates and graduates alike >about field trips with Mr. Warden. Many of them thought he was half >mountain goat. He would go on field trips and take hikes with students 40 >years his junior and put them to shame while he trudged over hill and dale. >I remember a student told me they had gone to Bays Mountain once and there >was a plant growing at the base of a rock face he wanted to see so he jumped >out to a tree which grew up from the base of the rock and shimmied down. >This was only a few years ago. > >The greatest stories I heard about Mr. Warden came from himself. He had the >most wonderful ability to laugh at and about himself and the sometimes silly >situations he would put himself into. He told of running into bears and >such while roaming the mountains in search of plants. I want to relay one >of my favorites here. Its been a while so I'm sure the details will be off >but I think those who knew him will find this amusing and very much in >character for Mr. Warden. > >Mr. Warden and his wife were apparently camped out in the boreal forest in >Canada. He had studied a map and found a lake (or some other landform he >wanted to investigate). His plan was to have his wife drop him off and he >would make a circuit through the forest and back to camp. Those of you who >have been in a boreal forest know that once you get into the middle of it, >everything looks the same. And so it was for Mr. Warden. He wandered about >for three days eating berries and such for sustinence. Finally he found a >power line and followed it until he got to a road and then got a ride back >to the camp. Upon his arrival, his wife, apparently used to his wanderings, >let him have it for leaving her alone for three days (though in reality, I >am sure she was relieved he was safe). As he finished this story, he >laughed his very characteristic laugh almost uncontrollably. > >His lessons about botany and his ability to laugh in the face of ridicule, >poor circumstance, et.al. will long be remembered. Farewell. > >Rad Mayfield >Hollis, NC