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Off-Road Vehicle Blight In National Parks Won't Expand

August 31, 2006

Near the end of one of several fairly recent posts here on Oregon coastal travel, I sounded off about some long-held views I've had on motorized recreational contraptions in national parks and other natural settings. Regarding so-called off-highway vehicles - also known as off-road vehicles - in the Oregon Dunes, I wrote:

It seems extraneous and inappropriate to subject the sands of a prime national dunes park to the whims of motorized thrill seekers. True, this is one of those recreational land use controversies that will never die. I understand that jet-skiers, dune-scaling OHVers and riders of All Terrain Vehicles (or ATVs) in our national forests have become a force to contend with and fiercely defend their interests, dubiously framed as "rights." I think that beyond passenger vehicles traversing known roads, internal combustion engines should not intrude in any designated recreation area within local, state or national parks, or any on beaches, as is the case in southwestern Washington state. Mountain bikes and horses on hiking trails ignite similar tussles, but I'd grant both some slack, as they're not spewing gas and noise. As for the dunes: the silence, the wind, the environment, contemplation of the geologic history, examination of plant life, walking, bonfires, wading in the surf, natural solitude - this is what the experience should be about. If you want revving engines, go to a monster truck rally, or take to the road in your Harley.

Little did I know then that a related controversy was already on its way to being solved. Current national park restrictions limiting the use of OHVs, ATVs and motorized boats, jet-skis and snowmobiles were threatened last year during an official revisitation of established policy; as a later-re-assigned assistant to then-U.S. Interior Sec. Gale Norton plotted with manufacturers of OHVs and ATVs to weaken protections and open up more national parklands to the heinous class of hopped-up motor-gizmo jockeys who think life is just one big exhaust pipe. But the grassroots response was fierce, as apparently many people understood the hideous impact of off-road vehicles and other motorized recreation devices on the environment of our nation's treasured national parks. Leading the charge was National Parks Conservation Association; here is some especially salient testimony to a Congressional subcommittee just last June by NPCA's president Thomas C. Kiernan.

The Los Angeles Times reports the park service was today to issue final rules upholding the original restrictions: there will be no weakening of current protections limiting areas in national parks where off-road vehicles, all-terrain vehicles, jet-skis and motorboats can be used.

Having just returned from Glacier National Park with an even deeper appreciation of quiet, majestic natural spaces that are best traversed by foot; by passenger vehicles on paved and parks roads; and bicycle; I say "Bravo." I especially appreciate Glacier's policy of barring the preternaturally oversized critters known as recreational vehicles from major byways in the park such as Going to the Sun Road. RVs would be not only a desecration of the viewlines for other drivers but dangerous as well on the curving, mountainous Glacier thoroughfare. Having driven extensively on coastal Route 101 along the Oregon Coast earlier this summer, I can't claim that the many RVs seemed to be in danger of driving off a scenic cliff. But they slowed down traffic horribly, even for easygoing tourists like my wife and I, and noticeably blighted the visual environment.

I'd be quite happy to see RVs banned from coastal stretches of Route 101 in Oregon and California. The industry would beat back any such attempt, I'm sure. But many of the RVs I saw in coastal Oregon - and it was hundreds - were hauling sport utility vehicles behind them for tooling around more easily later. Does anyone really need to take TWO vehicles on vacation at once? Cripes, folks, just take your SUV, and rent an efficiency unit or vacation cottage/home. These places don't have to be crummy at all; many can be had in great settings and for reasonable prices, even. I speak from experience. It'd be a lot more civic-minded than carting your fat cottage on wheels along the Pacific Coast, and probably cheaper too, considering the price of gas these days.

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I once endured a drive back from Reno Nevada to Redding California. I had drove my best friend to his wedding there in his brand new Torino GT. Most powerful car I ever drove. The plan involved the newly weds to drive off, leaving my girl friend and I to return with the bride's mom and dad. A 3 hour drive took 6 hours and I barely had enough sanity left to know when to bolt. Mr. Stevens was a factory worker, involved in the manufacture of fruit crates at Kimberly-Clark Corporation in the small town of Anderson, just south of Redding. He'd been at it for 40 plus years. Mrs. Stevens had faithfully seen to domestic chores. His hearing had gone bad, so they needed to shout at each other. Napping was out of the question. It was deer season, so as the sun set, our rate of speed dropped to 30 MPH. The day before, I was pushing a 375 Horse 429 Ford at a record setting pace for the Redding to Reno Run. This night, Karen and I were listening to two old foagies drone on endlessly at rock concert levels about absolutely nothing at all. No subject matter what-so-ever. I tried every polite trick I knew to get the speed up, but them's deer kin be tricky critters, saw one eating grass once, just standing there dipping his head, munchin', then dip, munch munch munch...
Point being, factory work for forest based products was huge out here in the west. Mr Stevens had quietly, desperately gone mad. He had willingly did what was necessary to first feed his family, and did it for 40 plus years, along with the fathers of all the kids I played with. Alcoholism was a big issue then. While Mr. Stevens' church going ways saw him dwindle away to obscurity, most of the other old boys lived for the weekend. The highlight was a two week vacation. The big thing was to head for the Oregon Dunes. All year they would group up and build custom contraptions to tow over the Cascades for 14 days of pure adrenaline rush. In the 60's bragging rights started turning to VW's, with their rear engine advantages. The original front engine Dune Buggy had a habit of nose diving over the crests, usually rolling down the other side end over end. Many injuries were avoided by being too drunk to know you were hurt. Broken limbs would get a doctor's note putting them on light duty when they returned to work. A really good Doc would insist you stay at home, which meant a retiree would come by with his fishing boat. And beer. The younger guys found dirt bikes, usually a Honda 250 street bike stripped down. Then they invented snow mobiles and winter weekends opened up.
Then the John Denver crowd started making noise about noise. Soon enough, traditional "stomping grounds" gave way to the lone hiker. His pristine experience found legal status filed by all those lawyers who bought up all the land around the best fishing holes that locals had been friendly enough to show them. No Trespassing. Having no outlets for recreation, the work force turned to fist fights and jail. Strict drunk driving laws turned them to odorless drugs. The ways they learned to make incredibly boring work tolerable disappeared. The factories went into the red, then closed. They went on the road into logging, then came the spotted owl. Western Electric opened a phone manufacturing plant. Wages and hope rose. Then affirmative action hit. Our area had no minorities. They moved to Sacramento. No transfers.
People do things for reasons. Your "ME First" demands that everywhere be quiet, pristine, according to your needs. It doesn't allow dignity for other ways to pursue happiness. What appears to you as brute and ugly should be outlawed. The sons and daughters of pioneers should be taught to appreciate the finer illusions of Capone's Chicago. Quiet lives lived in desperation should learn to not yell about it. Testosterone should be banned. Hall Monitors should be elected, and it is okay to act out by cross dressing.
The west is a big place. Ranches have been bought and the public is not welcome. Harleys have replaced the horse. The laughter continues. Be careful driving at night, especially during deer season. Listen. Maybe you are saying nothing at all.
Jj

Posted by: Jj at September 2, 2006 07:52 AM

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