Concluding his remarks, Cole said, “We thought about doing
this inside, but you can’t do something like this inside and
do justice to the refuge. We in the refuge system promise to
take care of it for you and all those to follow.”
An article about the refuge and the centennial event is on
page A11 in this week’s paper. Following is an excerpt from
Cole’s speech:
“This past spring, I was driving early one morning across
this highway behind you. I came upon something that made me
pull off to the side, turn off my engine, and roll down my
window. The cold morning air felt good. There before me,
were about 50,000 tundra swans.
Close to half of the entire population in the Pacific
flyway. I listened and here is what I thought… They pay no
attention to our calendars. Their arrival is synchronized
with some ancient timepiece. Their voices are a symphony of
crooning echoes that only they understand. To hear half of
the Pacific Flyway population of tundra swans, sharing tales
of travel no doubt passed down from generation to
generation, transports the spirit to a special place. This
is swan-speak. Mount Shasta provides these flocks their
northern compass point with which to mark their journey from
the warm, southern marshes of California. Shasta glows pink,
looming large and out of proportion as if painted by both
child and master artist. For weeks these birds with their
whiter-than-snow feathers, have been building in numbers at
Lower Klamath National Wildlife Refuge. This is live theatre
at its finest. Their play is beautiful, entertaining,
timeless, but with purpose. To truly understand the purpose,
the stories of those who passed through the Basin before us,
to learn the secrets of the ancient timepiece and what the
future may hold for us all, take the time and listen to the
swans.”