I'm a natural history and environmental writer, an editor and photographer. I've lived in upstate New York, the SF Bay Area, Washington, DC, the Mojave Desert, and Los Angeles. My writing has appeared in publications ranging from Camas and Orion to Bay Nature, California Wild, the Boston Globe, and about thirty daily papers nationwide when I was a syndicated garden writer for the Knight-Ridder chain. No, I never got to meet the talking car.
I've traveled extensively in the Mojave, Great Basin and Sonoran deserts, as well as in the steppes and slickrock country of the Colorado Plateau.
This blog has existed in one form or another since 2003. At first it was called Creek Running North, after Pinole Creek, near where I lived back then. I moved in 2008 and renamed the site Coyote Crossing, but about a thousand people* still link here under the old name.
My publicist tells me I should mention that my writing here has frequently been called the best on the Internet.
* May not actually equal 1000

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Banner painting by Carl S. Buell.
Hi, Durham Co., NC here. I’m not sure how I first found you, but it was one of the feminist blogs, so you came highly recommended by virtue of being linked. Why I came back: you’re one hell of a writer, I want to be more mindful of environmental issues, your photos are beautiful, and, yes, it’s true, I’m in love w/ Zeke. He’s so pretty! The lefty politics are just the cherry on top.
I think I maybe made a comment on an earlier post, but, just in case I didn’t, well . . . hi there.
I read your comments on both Dr. B’s and Twisty’s blogs and kept thinking “Damn, this guy is really smart and writes awfully well.” And so, viola. Here I am.
I share your wonderment at the lurkers: I keep wondering where all the hits to my blog are coming from and why I only get an average of two comments per post. But I reckon you’re right: if we commented on every post we read, most of us would have to give up gainful employment or sleeping or both.
Geneva, Switzerland reporting in.
I read because I wish I could write like you and you’ve great taste in blogs.
I’ve probably commented here before but not in many months. I am in Palo Pinto County, Texas. I forget what brought me here in the first place, but I do notice your comments on a number of other blogs I read.
OK, when is newbie day? I guess I don’t count as a lurker anymore, since I’ve made several comments over the last week.
Anyway. I’m living in Toronto, but am from Greensboro, NC. (Waving to ae!)
I drop by every so often because of <a>this post</a> you wrote in March that was linked by (seemingly) everybody. I don’t stop by often enough, though, for any of the talent to rub off.
I just like knowing you’re here if I need to take a bit of a break from politics and find out things I never knew I’d like to know about pillbugs or Joshua trees or ponds or desert hiking. Trying to contain the outrage towards the Bush administration just gets so tiring at times that need to retreat to this little refuge. Even your political posts have a calming effect on me for some reason.
Thanks for the invitation to say “Hello!” I’ll try not to wear out my welcome.
Hey-yo from Cuyahoga County, Ohio. I got here from Harry Teasley’s blog, when he linked to your Morin article. Which, of course, made me fall in love with your writing. Then I got jealous of your freewheelin’ lifestyle in the wilds of the world, considering I live in the “City of Homes” where the houses are separated by the width of a driveway.
So, to sum up: insanely great writing (apologies to Jobs), vicarious outdoorsmanship thrills, the best dog in the world (since my own little Hershey girl is gone, may she rest in peace), politics with which I wholeheartedly agree, and an aesthetic that allows living in a persimmon-colored house.
If I didn’t love my husband and kids so much, I would be tempted to stalk you like an Apple Scruff.
I’m blaming the humour in your comments on Michael Bérubé‘s blog — that and the leftist politics.
From here — Naas, Ireland — your politics look only slightly left of centre and Republicans appear as far-right extremists.
The main reason I read though is that your writing is evocative and powerful enough to go beyond political argument — I spend my time writing health policy and I wish I could write like that.
Hmm, I can’t recall if I have commented or not. Seattle’s not a terribly wee town, in any case. I wandered in from one of the links to the essay you wrote about Stephen Peter Morin (most probably via Making Light). I then discovered that not only did I enjoy your writing style, you write about biology and its intersection with your life in a manner I really admire.
It was the moonbat that clinched my subscription to your rss feed, though.
Hi, I’m Annie and I’m a lurker. Well mostly. I think I’ve commented once or twice. I read you because you write beautifully, I love to hear your stories and the moonbat politics make me feel right at home. I don’t comment much because pregnancy has eaten my brain and I feel like I’m left with nothing intelligent to say, so I mostly just leave that to others.
I blame Twisty.
from outside Philly…a lurker who came here to read Life and Death in March and stayed because I love your writing and your politics. I lurk because I don’t always find the time to comment intelligently! Will attempt to comment occasionally! Love Zeke too!
Milwaukee, WI here, for the first time. This doesn’t make me a lurker just yet but that’s something I intend to explore having read about your site elsewhere. It intrigued me as something I’d relate to and enjoy. I’ll be back.
Am I a lurker? Perhaps, though I did comment once before, I think . . .I’m from Floyd, Virginia and found your site through the blog fragmentsfromfloyd. I enjoy your writing Chris. I guess it helps that politics are similar, but mostly it is the way you use words. I read your whole entry yesterday and it stuck with me for hours for some reason. It made me think. Thanks.
If I comment, I no longer lurk… what do do? — Larry, Pittsburgh, PA
I’m a new lurker via a link in an entry in Michael Berube’s blog… and then I realized that I already “knew” you from the comments that you leave on BitchPhD (that I read faithfully and comment on occasionally) so I have you bookmarked now and plan on lurking regularly… oh, and I’m from Brockville Ontario
Lurker from Reno Nevada here. The first post of yours that I read was via a link from Digby. It was the one about your Mom’s companion who turned out to be a murderer. I enjoy your writing a lot. I share your love of animals and have also explored Joshua Tree and the surrounding area for 20 years when I lived in LA. Also enjoyed your Grand Canyon trip posts as I’ve done the same route, and a couple others. I plan on checking out the spot where you were recently up at Pyramid Lake.
I just discovered your blog yesterday and liked what I read — your writing style appeals to me. I don’t have time to read many blogs, but I occasionally want a break from my work and yours seemed like it would feed my curiousity and desire for good reading. Like some other commenters, I wonder why I get lots of hits and so few comments on my own blog — could have something to do with my lack of writing skills. Mine is mostly a photoblog, and for family, but even my family members never comment. Hmmm, go figure.
Anyway, I like your subject matter, your writing style and your politics. And I haven’t commented until today because this is only the 2nd time I’ve looked at your blog. Maybe I’ll comment in the future. In the meantime, good luck getting more lurkers out from behind the curtains. THIS post certainly elicited a bunch of comments.
Maureen
Nederland, Colorado checking in. Found you via a common interest in the Mojave Desert. I think I first found you when you posted a picture of Silver Lake pretending it was a true lake again.
I’ve spent many weeks at the north end of Silver Lake, near the remnant beaches and break-out channel, doing some research that was ancillary to my own. Anyone who has as great a love of Joshua tree’s and the Mojave is a friend of mine.
Western Canada, been lurking for awhile, and maybe commenting once or twice. Like everyone else, I came by a link and was captured by the writing, which I can admire but only wish I could emulate.
Here’s an example. A few weeks ago, I thought of you and this blog when driving by Pinole on my way to my sister’s wedding in the Berkeley hills. And then I thought of my sister when I read your piece on Victor Jara a few days later: sister, new husband, and new baby will be moving to Chile come February. It all seems so meaningful and important, full of deep themes, parallels and synchronicity, but I have no idea how to put words together to make it read that way! Oh well…
I’m sure I’ve commented here before, but mostly I lurk. I lose track of what I say to whom and where. You made a nice comment on my blog once, so I had to check you out and now I keep coming back. I can quit any time, though.
PS: I would so totally make out with you.
oh, and I forgot to add that I’m in Forsyth Co., NC, just down the road a piece from ae (with whom I would also make out any time), and I really like the pictures of Zeke, and your writing. I especially like it when you write about Zeke. What’s wrong with your kitchen?
I think I found you through Twisty, but it could have been Bitch, Ph.D. Hello from Indianapolis! I’m a conservation biogeographer by avocation (trying to find a way to make a living at it!), but my day job is environmental scientist for the state of IN.
Love your lyrical writing, and your affinity for the outdoors. Like stories about pets as well. (My husband is not an animal person.) Your feminism reassures me that men *can* be feminists. (Hubby insists he’s an egalitarian.)
The politics make me feel less alone. It’s hard to be a Green-leaning Pagan in a red state filled with fundamentalists.
I too found your blog from your oft-linked post in March, and subscribed to your RSS feed because I liked your writing and politics. (and Zeke. Love Zeke) I live in St. Paul, MN.
I don’t think I count as a lurker (do I? How do we define that, anyway?), but I do live in an itty-bitty town, so when Morris, MN shows up in the logs, it’s probably me.
Two things:
1. Not enough Zeke.
2. I also put up a Lurker Day post on my site, and not one person has suggested that they would make out with me. I’m jealous.
I found you via your comments at Michael Bérubé‘s blog. Those comments, and the ones at RoxPopuli, are always witty, so I make a point of reading here as well.
I lurk, though, because I don’t have much to add in most cases. I live in a city (Chicago—I’m not actually sure we have anything even vaguely natural) and am a cat person.
Greetings from downtown LA, I discovered your blog by a link from Pharyngula months ago. Your writing style, politics, and enviromental concerns are what I find most appealing. Thanks so much for the fine work. BB
PZ, I would totally make out with your squid.
Donna from the San Diego area. I can’t remember how I got here, because I read so many blogs. But, I don’t have a full-time job. ;^) Makes it easy to do what I like and comment when I want on whatever blog I am reading.
I love squid, too. At one time, I thought of starting a company with squid products, since I rarely find any. One of my favorite acquisitions is a set of German seafood plates with squid on them from the Home Goods Store. I assume they were originally sold in a set because they had some with crabs and lobsters, but all the sets had been broken out into individual plates so I got all the squid ones. We use them almost every day.
I like your writing a lot, your politics too. Living in the midst of a conservative suburb, the net is my reassurance that not everyone in the United States has gone crazy.
Got here via your comments on PZ’s site — the first post I read was in Feb, about Coprinus mushrooms in you compost pile. Stayed here because your writing is great, your leftist politics are more mature than my own, and living in Bank of America, NC, that’s quite a relief. That, and being a non-traditional enviro-sci student, it’s nice to be reminded — vividly — why I decided to pursue this path.
And yeah, more Zeke, and more desert (that is, when you finish the menage a’trois with PZ and the squid).
I forget why I first clicked on a link to your site but your writing is observant and moving.
Broomfield CO. Formerly Boulder. Formerly New York City. At this rate of declining population density I will end up in a cabin in the woods ala the Unabomber in another 3 years.
Hello from San Bernardino County. No fancy links for me, I found my way here not too long ago as the result of a conversation with a friend at a bar. I keep coming back for two reasons: I enjoy your storytelling, and I’m procrastinating on my own writing project. But mostly because of the storytelling. I think. I love the images and connections that are conjured up every time, and it doesn’t hurt that I’m an East Bay native hankering for home.
Just yesterday, my mind was prompted to wander when you mentioned Jasper on top of the refrigerator. It reminded me of a co-worker from long ago who had a similar cat, aptly named Sid Vicious. She was a storyteller herself and, at the time we worked together, she was pregnant with her first child. During that summer, we spent a good part of our time thinking up names for the baby, who, due to his paternity, would have the last name “Seaman.” You can take it from there.
Back to lurking.
I’m pretty sure it was the serial killer story that first found me your site. I don’t always read everything, but I enjoy your writing and read everything that seems specifically of interest to me. That’s actualy quite a bit of your content.
Vancouver, WA
I just have to weigh in with the strong contingent of people who are repping Central North Carolina. I am not a lurker, really.
Davey from Kochi, Japan. Starting reading on a daily basis back with the post about your mom’s boyfriend and the ladder. Still gives me chills.
Actually, the more of your stuff I read, the more I want to read. I guess I, uhm…probably ought to… you know, drop some change in the guitar case. Probably we all ought to.
Yes,yes I suppose I lurk.I dont mean to but I do, I guess its just a side effect of my medication.Anyway I read these “blogs” so that I dont miss it when the end of the world comes.Has anyone heard anything about “the abomination that causes desolation” I didnt miss it did I ?
(that is, when you finish the menage a’trois with PZ and the squid).
Well, now it’s time for me to bleach my brain. Thanks, Jamie. That’s just beautiful.
You’re good people, Chris Clarke. Long live BOPNews!
I’ve commented a couple of times, but I mostly lurk. I found the link courtesy of PZ, and stayed because the writing is excellent. Also, I’ve just recently fallen in love with the desert, it’s a joy to find another desert person. Alas, I live in the concrete/asphalt sprawl that is Silicon Valley.
Just here to listen to what you are saying . The fact that I have been here before says that I like and agree with what you have to say .
Keep up the good fight .
w3ski
( a partially reconstructed 60’s person )
I’m not a lurker, but there is some question as to whether I’m an actual person or a character that Chris Clarke dreamed up to increase his readership.
tost, if I was gonna do that, I think everyone here knows I’d invent Molly instead.
Just found your site, via memeorandum. At work so don’t have time to explore a lot right now. But a fan of deserts, dogs, gardening, liberal politics and an upstate NY/California connection is definitely someone I think I can relate to. In the words of the governator, I’ll be back.
Just a note: though I of course would never surf from work, I’ve heard that some people do, and if you work for a place with a big internal network, place tracking doesn’t begin until you leave the internal network and hit the internet proper. So, for instance, this hit will be coming from Portland, Oregon, but if I were to read you from work, you’d get a hit from Denver, Colorando. (I’m sure you’ve never gotten any hits from there, right?)
Way to drum up business, Chris! Because originality is not a disease I suffer from, I’ll be stealing this idea toute suite.
I’m a half-on, half-off lurker, but I just wanted to add Tampa Florida to the list!
here I am, a day late and a regular lurker. I read for news about Jake, of course, but also for your thoughts about Place, the desert, ecology, and your general life stories.
My high school biology teacher was a desert rat, and for our individual projects, we had the option of either doing any of the usual things, like growing 100 tomato plants, or doing the desert. The mid-term would be a paper on desert flora and fauna and survival in the desert; the final would be a three day solo practicum in the Anzo-Borrego desert. Damn straight, that was my choice, and I loved it. Had the time of my life.
So yeah, I get the whole Joshua Tree thing.
I also have to thank you for turning me on to Ellen Meloy. I’m reading _Turquoise_ right now and enjoying it thoroughly.
Enough about me…thanks for writing.
Zeke…I meant Zeke. (gah!)
http://3quarksdaily.blogs.com/3quarksdaily/2005/08/a_new_method_of.html
Greetings from a lurker in Belo Horizonte, Brazil, Chris. Best regards,
You’re a recent discovery for me — found you via Beth from Cassandra Pages — and I am now intent on making up for lost time.
Definitely guilty of lurking. Very glad you called us out of hiding!
Ça, c’est moi:
http://www.g_pi_exile.blogspot.com/
I’m not so sure about that, Chris. Molly, if she actually exists, would no doubt find you as wonderful as everyone else who’s commented on this thread. But where’s the tension in that, or the dynamic exchange of ideas, or — shades of that Turner network — The Drama? No, I think that you’d invent someone like me. After all, every Captain America needs a flawed sidekick to make him look good by comparison.
Just one favor to ask. Please don’t change my name to Dubya. My fictional ego couldn’t handle that.
Your blog isn’t on my daily reading list, but I stumble across it so often that I really ought to add it. I always love your writing and your perspective on things. And for the record, I’m from Iowa, but I’m currently studying at a university in Scotland.
Lurking here in the mountains of central PA, I am a regular reader who found you via the blog of another great place blogger, Dave at Via Negitiva.
I would post comments a lot more often if your writing talent didn’t make me feel (with some justification) that I was a just a blubbering idiot. Not that you are doing anything to induce that in me. Just the imposter syndrome striking again…..
delurking — another desert loving, cat person. Found you when someone, can’t remember who now, linked to your serial killer post. read regularly, don’t think I’ve commented.
Wow, Chris, Central NC loves you! If you came for a visit, SneakySnu, alphabitch, Allison, Jamie, and I could show you a good time. And then, after we made out, we could show you the sights. Ba-dum-bum! Thank you! I’ll be here all week! (waving to handdrummer)
I should just quietly mention here that I’m Allison’s uncle.
But we know you meant well, ae, even if you have made her run for the bathroom with her hand over her mouth.
What? Weren’t we talking about picking flowers and making daisy chains?
Somebody tell that kid about “daisy chains,” quick.
And while you’re at it, tell Chris what “squid” is an occasional zoophemism for. Not all that obscure; turned up in Jon Carroll a few years back.
And you could spin twenty bad puns out of that last graf, if you had a cup of coffee this morning.
I have nothing to add.
I just like saying “zoophemism.”
Ron, tell me what “squid” is a zoophemism for? Please?? I like to think I’m up on these things, and I haven’t a clue.
I’m guessing you already figured out that those
*<———Perth hits are me. Hi, anyway. I’m here mostly for your writing, but if pressed to choose topics, I’d say the politics and nature posts are my stand-out favourites.
Wow, Chris, Central NC loves you!
So we’re not all batshit crazy over-down here, welding steel bars down the center of the downtown benches so homeless human beings can’t sleep on them and ruin the atmosphere of our $10 martini patio bars?!?! Whew!
Though now I wonder, after reading Ron’s post about shrimp and grits, why the last and best offering of that I had was way the heck up in Oregon . . . . And ‘zoophemism’ is surely the most bestest word since ‘eleventeen’ . . .
Jamie, something tells me you’re from Chapel Hill. :)
If only I were . . . but alas, I’m a bit further west, in a suburb of Charlotte, post-war redneck boom-town with the eminent phallus of crap-tastic Bank of America looming over my shoulder. I hope CH is not of the same essence — ‘round here they call that place a “boiling cauldron of political activism.” (Humor me — I’m a short jaunt from the birthplace of ex-Senator Jesse Helms). . . But then there are two great universities over there. Er, three if we include the private one . . . ;)
Hey guys, when the Central North Carolina chapter of the Creek Running North fan club meets, take photos. I’ll post them here.
Another lurker heard from. I have been reading and enjoying this blog for many moons now. Keep up the lyrical writing.
Hey, Chris. You always leave such great comments at Majikthise. I resolve to comment more at Creek Running North. Thanks for the lurker amnesty.
Just stopped in from Port Lavaca Tx to say hello.