As the smoke clears, the Rim fire has exposed a fundamental question for me: Whats my connection with Yosemite?
Like many others, I watched the news about the fire growing and devouring acre after acre. Even for a farmer who is familiar with the size of an acre, the expanse of the blaze made me numb. A quarter-million acres burned. 400 square miles.
As the fire consumed part of Yosemite National Park, something was triggered in me. Our Yosemite was threatened. Though the major tourist areas of Yosemite Valley or Tuolumne Meadows were not threatened, our national treasure was burning.
But when I looked around, very, very few people in the Central Valley seemed overly concerned. Other than those in the immediate mountain area and working at the scene, no one felt frightened or injured by the fury of the blaze. To many, Yosemite was far away, distant and unconnected.
How close does something need be for us to claim it as our own? How far does affinity and empathy extend?
We do share geography with Yosemite. Though its up in the mountains, the Valleys air quality affects our neighbors. In everything from air pollution to acid rain, we in the Valley have a direct effect on the ecosystem of the Sierra. Conversely, I could smell the Rim fire from our farm outside of Fresno, along with millions of residents in the Valley.
The Valley watershed begins in the Sierra the water from the dramatic waterfalls and rivers winds down into our lands. Typically, we simply wait for the liquid gold to come spilling down for our thirsty fields and cities. The Rim fire exposed the delicate balance of relationships suddenly San Francisco worried about its neighbors at the Hetch Hetchy Reservoir, the primary source of the citys drinking water. Even now, there are concerns that the fire has left behind barren soils that may contribute to erosion and silt and debris that can pollute water for ag and domestic use. We quickly forget that our water primarily comes from elsewhere.
We still utilize old classifications mountain people, flatlanders, city folk as if were different tribes. We still see differences.
During my last visit to Yosemite, I was struck by the numbers: more than 4million visitors a year. We forget the impact from the thousands of cars that contribute to air pollution during our hot summers. And we sometimes ignore the economic benefits of this tourism all those cars and people do stop and eat, buy provisions, and can require lodgings.
But do we welcome the 4million visitors to the Valley? We in the Valley believe the vast majority simply pass through our lands, so we pay little or no attention. We expect them to drive by, and they do. We rarely pause to think what ways we may be connected.
Many who visit Yosemite fall in love with the place. They have a passion for the land and begin a lifelong affair. Yet they have no relationship to our Valley lands outside their car windows during the drive up the hill. Likewise, many in the Valley have never visited Yosemite.
Perhaps this will hit home with policy issues. Imagine that the use and regulation of Valley water may be determined by the Yosemite voting bloc in a future water bond initiative. Or that the building of high-speed rail will open a more efficient and less polluting corridor for the Valley traffic problems.
Why dont we share an identity with Yosemite? Some criticize the park system as being elitist. The majority of park visitors do not reflect California most are white and not poor.
A cultural shift must transpire and create a collaborative model that I believe is gradually unfolding. The Rim fire ironically demonstrated the first step. Satellite images of the smoke provided us an image of our neighbor who isnt so far from us. New communications from media stories to photos and images can create a heightened empathy. A greater connection can result in a greater consciousness. We live in a shared geography and economy with Yosemite.
Will we begin to call this national park our Yosemite? How can our Valley connect with Yosemite Valley? Did the Rim fire burn in our hearts too?
David Mas Masumoto is an organic farmer near Fresno and award-winning author.